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A while ago, I found myself in bloody exhaust grease London again with an all-consuming urge to hunt for two rare things: back issues of NME rumored to be secretly hidden in glass casings and submerged in the fry vats of every kebab machine in the U.K. and the very-out-of-print first Raincoats LP. The middle class started the Gordon Riots against the Catholics. Then hundreds of shopkeepers, carpenters, servants, soldiers and sailors rushed into the streets. There were only a few Catholic houses to smash. So they started to smash all the rich houses. The middle classes did not want anything to do with this. The rioters then burned down all five London prisons. They wanted to knock down everything that stopped them having fun and made them unhappy. They wanted to set all the mad people free and free the lions from the Tower. I wouldn’t want to be born today, everything is so expensive and everything is so dull. There’s no future for the kids. Somebody really ought to write a piece sometime about the relationships between jazz and humor – although, come to think of it, there have been few jazz writers over the years with enough sense of humor to tackle the subject. There are several angles to it: the feeling of kinship to the music and to musicians that was an important part of the personality of Lenny Bruce; the truly funny playing of some great performers, whether it be overtly (as with a Fats Waller or Dizzy Gillespie) or more subtly (Thelonious Monk or Sonny Rollins); or the fact that some jazz musicians are among the finest nonprofessional verbal wits you’ll ever find. Those who have experienced any of the devastating commentaries of baritone saxophonist Pepper Adams will know what I mean. At this point I have a request for my fans. If any of you in any way hate homosexuals, people of different color, or women, please do this one favor for me - leave me the fuck alone! Don't come to my shows and don't buy my records. Last year, Lynne from the newspaper comic strip George & Lynne was egged by two wastes of skin while they sang the lyrics to my song “Rolling In The Deep.” I have a hard time carrying on knowing there are plankton like that in my audience. Sorry to be so anally P.C. but that's the way I feel. Love, Adele (the blond one) Double speed version original & retrograde, tape realisation for SMS vol.4, Roaring Fork Press, NY, frequency and amplitude ratios tuned by the composer and a moog synthesizer utilizing it's sine wave oscillators, mixer & lowpass filter. Copyright © 1968 by Northern Songs Ltd., All rights adm., by Blackwood Music, Inc., under license from ATV Music (Maclen) (BMI) SUGGESTED BASS AND TREBLE POSITIONS B - 2 T - 5
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Earthworm drove to edge of zone. "Hey," prissily said The Cardinal. Furtively, Debbie stored the wool.
Debbie became unhappy. World in chaos. Use will result in end. Cringing in graceful arc. And so bones turn to milk.
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BNFTHENSE CENGO
EXT. NICE HOUSE. DAY
A quick bit of an opening title for a show called “Bnfthense Cengo”. It’s a typical “buy house, do it up, sell it on” kind of thing. We then go to two male presenters.
PRESENTERS (together) Hello!
The presenter on the right then immediately collapses and dies. The remaining presenter then starts to walk over to his left and continues his opening.
LIVING PRESENTER I’m Larry Hendleby and the late Barry Mendleby, and today Bnfthense Cengo is here in The Forbidden City to talk to –
As that is delivered, the person who he’s going to talk to is revealed. It is a scowling pregnant woman with “666” written on her head. She sharply interrupts the presenter.
MARY You’re not talking to me. I won’t have your words around here. You’re a socialist. You want to be multiculturalism. You’re not going to talk to me.
The presenter looks at her confused, nervously turns back to the camera.
PRESENTER …Er, we’re –
She cuts him off again.
MARY No. No words. Wash your mouth out with borax. You’re no son of mine. You’re not talking to me.
The presenter looks back and forth at Mary and the camera a few times, and then places his two index fingers on the sides of his nose and does a massaging motion. He stares into the camera while doing so.
MARY And you can forget about nose communication.
PRESENTER Oh, for fuck’s sake.
Mary then holds up a pin.
MARY This pin has a voice. This pin will talk instead of you.
Close up of the pin. It glows as a strange voice is heard.
PIN (theatrical whisper) Deeeeaaaaathhhh.
Mary is looking directly into the camera.
MARY I feel that this pin speaks for all of us.
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Blimbi The Bald Woman Headed Deer wishes you and yours a very Merry Christmas!
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A brief interview with The Pope from Pisstext, Britain’s only teletext service.
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