A Firesign Chat
08/08/2013




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||||||||| Catherwood re-enters the Waiting Room and explains "This is the main discussion room which is logged each night."
||||||||| Catherwood announces, "The time is 4:33 AM - I now declare Thursday's chat log for August 08, 2013 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood leads HawkMoth into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, grumbles something about 4:02 PM, then departs.
||||||||| It's 4:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| HawkMoth - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood escorts BeforeTween in through the front door at 7:20 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
BeforeTween: This is the before Tween, where real surreality teeters on oblivion. time
||||||||| At 7:20 PM, BeforeTween vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and pipes up "Presenting 'Rufus_T_Firetween', just granted probation at 8:14 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:15 PM and DJTween steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
||||||||| New notice: '** There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 8pm CST this evening, with music beginning around 7:45pm CST. Listen to the stream at 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u (streaming server graciously provided by Radio Free Dishnuts - www.dishnuts.net)'
||||||||| EWeston steals in around 8:51 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
DJTween: Hi EW
||||||||| DrWho42 bounds in at 8:52 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
DrWho42: Hey!
EWeston: Hi Tweeny we're back from the shadows again
DJTween: Hi Doctor
EWeston: Gypsie doctor
DJTween: Out where an Indian's your friend...
DrWho42: I think the admin of the Facebook page forgot to post as "Firesign Theater"
||||||||| 8:55 PM: Merlyn jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past five minutes!"
DJTween: Hey Merlyn
Merlyn: hey tween
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Dexter Fong in through the front door at 8:55 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
DJTween: Hey Dex
Dexter Fong: Hi tweeny and Merlyn
DJTween: The notice didn't go out?
Dexter Fong: What notice?
DJTween: I believe you're right!
DrWho42: I just see it on "Recent Posts by Others". It's a simple mistake.
EWeston: So we're without notice?
||||||||| "8:59 PM? 8:59 PM!!" says Catherwood, "CS should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as CS enters and sits at the bar.
Dexter Fong: Hey Cat
DJTween: Hey cease
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, August 08, 2013 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Dexter Fong: It's open...rush the stage!!
DrWho42: It's up now: https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10151905882700209&set=a.381226445208.158910.282668140208&type=1
DJTween: I was posting from the FST Authoring page, but as Kurt Ericson :/
CS: hi gang
DJTween: Didn't know that could happen
DJTween: Thanks for noticing!!
||||||||| Outside, the 9:00 PM uptown bus from Montana pulls away, leaving shoes for the dead coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
DJTween: Hi Shoes
Dexter Fong: Hey Shoes
shoes for the dead: kaff kaff
EWeston: looks like a fine froth of madmen in tonight
Dexter Fong: kaffka
DJTween: mmmmm froth
CS: http://www.firesigntheatre.com/bvhtml/church/index.html
EWeston: Give him something for his kaffka
CS: i just found this today. i guess all the rev barnstormers in onhe place
CS: were you involved with that, merl?
shoes for the dead: a dab of Dali will fix it
Merlyn: the rev barnstormer bits? Yeah, I wrote and filmed them
CS: i suspected as much. but the sound is rather uneven between cuts.
||||||||| 9:04 PM: dude jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past year and a half!"
CS: you have clean audio of them you could send me?
Merlyn: I think so
CS: the show i'm doing this week is firesign's take on religion, from pastor flash and come on jesus to the interview with the zen master
DrWho42: Didn't anyone catch this post btw? http://www.johnhodgman.com/post/45449445766/here-i-am-at-the-great-amoeba-in-la-where-they
CS: when i ran high hiss reaction on some of them, they sounded tinny, like ossman was speaking into a tin can
CS: reduction
shoes for the dead: any word on when they will air, CS?
DrWho42: Firesign Theater shout-out
CS: i havent heard anything of late. maybe merl has some late news
Merlyn: have you tried Audacity? free audio editor, has some nice hum removal
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - “Proctor & Bergman’s POWER” - listen to the stream at 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u - this album may be purchased at >> (out of print, but available as a Radio Free OZ free podcast at the iTunes Store)'
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** PROCTOR & BERGMAN’S “POWER” at Firesigntheatre.com >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=power-ln
CS: good one, doc who
CS: adobe audition 1.5 here
||||||||| Outside, the 9:09 PM uptown bus from Billville pulls away, leaving buzzquip coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Merlyn: cat, so you'd want the finished edit with BG music?
DJTween: ** Anyone want to Skype tonight and tell us about your FST experiences?
CS: with or without, it'll be mixed with roller maidens tunes and rather muscial pastor flash. whatever sounds cleanest.
shoes for the dead: hi buzz
DJTween: Hi Buzz
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 9:10 PM, dragging Porgie 57 by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Firehead?"
DJTween: Hi Porgie
Porgie 57: Hello, I must be going..
EWeston: Do you have a crayon?
shoes for the dead: only this pickle
Porgie 57: Cray on what?
EWeston: Put down that pickle!
EWeston: Cray on toast? No that's next year.
shoes for the dead: cyay on fish
Porgie 57: You must be a Pisces..
CS: no, just working for scale
shoes for the dead: raton. Porg
EWeston: But all his scales fell off.
Porgie 57: Who am us anyway..
||||||||| Outside, the 9:17 PM crosstown bus from Hellmouth pulls away, leaving Nabby coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
EWeston: Well we're one of you
DrWho42: Welcome Nabby
shoes for the dead: now i'm weightles
DJTween: Hi Nabby
||||||||| jahgust enters at 9:18 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Chapeau Manger.
Dexter Fong: Hi jah
DJTween: Hi jahgust
Nabby: Hey Dr & DJT
jahgust: Hey all!
Nabby: Cheers Dexter
Nabby: & all
Dexter Fong: Ta very much, Nabby
jahgust: Where are all the doggies?
Nabby: Woof woof.
Nabby: Hey Jah
EWeston: They've mysteriously vanished
shoes for the dead: i can't git a long little doggie
DrWho42: Back to the Dog Star
Nabby: Woosh woosh.
shoes for the dead: i can't even git one that's short.....
Porgie 57: There's a seeker born every minute
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** PROCTOR & BERGMAN’S “POWER” at Firesigntheatre.com >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=power-ln
Nabby: There's usually a key or little crank involved.
jahgust: Excuse me while I put on the doggie...Catherwood could you help me with that doggie?
||||||||| Catherwood helps jahgust with that doggie.
Nabby )
CS: hi joe
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Beet into the room, accepts a wooden nickel as a gratuity, grumbles something about 9:24 PM, then departs.
Beet: Enjoy the wooden nickel
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies e_ seco into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, grumbles something about 9:24 PM, then departs.
jahgust: Hey Cat...got doggies on the brain tonight...
Beet: Howdy all
Nabby: CS, EW, RTF, Shoes....Beet! So many holograms...
EWeston: Maple um, my favorite
DrWho42: And so few mirrors
shoes for the dead: hi beet
Porgie 57: No, only half a key..
Beet: Howdy SFTD
EWeston: I use self portraits myself
DJTween: Hi e_seco
e_ seco: hello
Nabby: I must admit I have never heard this one.
shoes for the dead: for what, EW?
DrWho42: Hello Hello
EWeston: Mirrors
DJTween: The producer did a great job spicing all these skits together to make it sound like a contiguous story
Nabby: Mirrir clone.
shoes for the dead: ahh, that way you can set your mood
Nabby: Mirror cline.
Nabby: Cool DJT.
EWeston: Flip Flop! Back to the shadows, again!
Nabby: Boink!
EWeston: I can go earless too
shoes for the dead: zzzip beep
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read the story about the making of PROCTOR & BERGMAN’S “POWER” at Firesigntheatre.com >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=power-ln
DrWho42: Oui
shoes for the dead: pardon your french
DrWho42: I think Hawkwind did a song on a suicide machine.
Nabby: Thank you Rufus.
shoes for the dead: sounds like Hawkwind
DJTween: yw Nabby :)
Nabby: Very helpful.
DJTween: ** This album (in 6 parts) is free from the iTunes Store under OZ Podcasts
||||||||| MarkTime sneaks in around 9:33 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident."
DJTween: Hello. Mark.
Dexter Fong: You're not on time, Mark
DrWho42: Excellent jingle
Nabby: Jungle jangle.
shoes for the dead: mebbe he's in a different zone
MarkTime: just discovered this page whilst doing some random firesignsurfing
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'floatsuptothesurface', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:35 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
DJTween: kewl, Mark
MarkTime: this "power" clip is new to me, very nice
DJTween: Hi floater
DrWho42: Hello Nancy
Nabby: Just follow the rubber line to your seat, MT.
jahgust: Indeed enjoying Power!
Nabby: Power's good and the story's not bad ether. Koff.
shoes for the dead: or sit down on your own stool, MT
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** If you're on Facebook, you can Like the Firesign Fan Page here >> https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Firesign-Theatre/282668140208
CS: this kind of reminds me of theother long piece p&b, clark wintergreen
Rufus_T_Firetween: That way, you'll get show announcments and other news
Nabby: Like it or perish!
Rufus_T_Firetween: It is a bit like Wintergreen, isn't it?
Dexter Fong: Cat: I see your point
DrWho42: Liked and shared!
CS: both about corrupt people facing a vast fall, very shakespearean/even greek
Rufus_T_Firetween: Good observation
shoes for the dead: there is always humor in that
||||||||| Catherwood enters with bix313 close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:39 PM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the sitting room.
||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| e_ seco - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
DJTween: Hi bix
DrWho42: I remember I found a broken needle tip in my bed when I stayed at this hotel in LA. :/
DJTween: yikes
bix313: Admitted P & B moron: someone fill me in about "Power". When? What?
Merlyn: :)
EWeston: I put that needle there
shoes for the dead: damn junkie bedbugs...
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read the story about the making of PROCTOR & BERGMAN’S “POWER” at Firesigntheatre.com >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=power-ln
DrWho42: I see your point.
Rufus_T_Firetween: Try that bix313
bix313: thanks..
EWeston: And unaudible squeek squeek to you sir
Nabby: I find broken noodles all the time.
Dexter Fong: Nice job, Tweeny =)
Rufus_T_Firetween: merci :)
bix313: Anything that I should be listening for?
Dexter Fong: for all you're worth
Rufus_T_Firetween: I haven't heard it before this myself
Nabby: Several secret messages.
Dexter Fong: shhh!
Nabby: There! Did you hear that one?!
Nabby: Sorry.
Dexter Fong: I'm not at liberty to say
shoes for the dead: for the hell of it, bix
bix313: O.K. O.K...I getcha...Park and lock it!
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** This album is out of print, but is available (in 6 parts) free from the iTunes Store under OZ Podcasts
jahgust: Bow wowists! Priceless!
shoes for the dead: not responsible!!!!
Nabby: Liberate the truth!
jahgust: This had a CD release right?
DJTween: May have been, I don't know
EWeston: Dig the rhetoric
DJTween: You might try eBay and Amazon for a used copy
shoes for the dead: which one, Rhett or Ric?
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and announces "Announcing 'Jules', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:47 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room...
EWeston: Exhume the lot of them!
||||||||| Gusts of wind blow in from outside and the thumpa-thumpa-thumpa of helicopter blades is heard as Happy Panditt's chopper lands on the lawn and H plummets into the garden at 9:47 PM.
DrWho42: The cemetery in a nearby city is down a road called "Memory Lane"
DrWho42: *nearby city to me
DJTween: Hi Jules, H
shoes for the dead: that would involve "holes"
||||||||| Catherwood leads bettyonu into the room, accepts a $3 bill as a gratuity, grumbles something about 9:48 PM, then departs.
DJTween: Hi Betty
||||||||| "Hey Jules!" ... Jules turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 9:48 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read the story of PROCTOR & BERGMAN’S “POWER” at Firesigntheatre.com >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=power-ln
EWeston: Yes real holes, no caves passing as holes
DrWho42: Hey Betty and Jules
MarkTime: memo from turner, heehee
CS: endlessly clever, as always
shoes for the dead: caves are unholey
EWeston: The last cave will be known as the Anti Hole
Beet: just a hole on its side
DJTween: ** So, no takers for a Skype call-in after this album?
EWeston: Blasholer!
Nabby: Pardon me?
shoes for the dead: hee hee, EW
DrWho42: Everyone (other than me) get to Skype.
DrWho42: I reposted a link to a SubGenii group. Hope some chime in.
DJTween: We'd love to hear about how people got into FST, your favorite albums, any concerts you might have attended, whatever
Nabby: I took a spill on my bike and skyped my right elbow and knee.
DJTween: that's even worse than a scrape
DrWho42: Elayne was great last week.
EWeston: Yes she was
shoes for the dead: yes she was
DJTween: Yeah, great to hear her
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:54 PM and late sashays out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
MarkTime: some info in liner notes at firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=power-ln
Nabby: Twice as worse at least or more, more or less.
DJTween: Late again, late
||||||||| It's 9:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Porgie 57 - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| floatsuptothesurface - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
EWeston: Had a date with Mark?
late: damn it, y, late again - howdy
Nabby: It's steamy here too.
Nabby: Jello!
DJTween: Hey bix, I grew up in Bowie, MD. Know where that is?
Nabby: I never grew up.
DJTween: Well, a relative term ;)
DJTween: I simply refuse
bix313: Huh? Yes...I know where Bowie is..why do you ask?
DJTween: Like I said, I grew up there
DJTween: Dad worked for GWU
EWeston: Some decade I'm hoping to make it through pruberty
DJTween: lol EW
bix313: Hey! It's pico and Alverado!
jahgust: woof! I dozed a bit...jeepers long day! Sorry for usurping the couch folks!
Dexter Fong: and Dr. Benway
EWeston: My developement got arrested, had to cope a plea
DJTween: Catherwood, give jahgust a couch potato
||||||||| Catherwood gets jahgust a couch potato.
shoes for the dead: is it on probation now?
DJTween: for dinner, of course
Nabby: Prubescence is a very important deformative time.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
bix313: Hmm...still odd you should bring up MD 'cause that is where I grew up....
EWeston: Its advanced to house arrest
Dexter Fong: Tweeny works for NSA
jahgust: MMM! Taters!
DJTween: Just saw that you were from D.C.
bix313: Ahhh....did not realize that info was pubic (no typo) knowledge.
DJTween: Lived in the area from around 60 to around 80
Nabby: Tweeny has access to the mind control lasers??
EWeston: And sausages with eyes!
DJTween: bix 313, see that link at the bottom the chat that says Nino?
shoes for the dead: Damn you're old, Tween
DJTween: click on it :)
DJTween: Yes I am, Shoes
bix313: I cut high school in 1973 to go down to WTTG in D.C. to meet Pete and Phil live doing a midday talk show...
DJTween: Nino tells all about the chatters
DrWho42: Huh, mine is slightly wrong.
bix313: They signed my albums and I tried hard not to act like a complete idiot.
DJTween: That's really cool, bix :)
DJTween: sure you don't want to get on Skype and tell us about it?
DrWho42: Well, close enough. Salinas is next to Marina, CA.
Nabby: Neat bix.
DJTween: You too can be a radio star
shoes for the dead: did it work, bix?
DJTween: 7 minutes left
bix313: I was 15 and it was one of the greatest days of my life.
CS: great crack joke
Beet: cracking jokes?
MarkTime: word of the day: hirsute
DJTween: Very cool, bix
EWeston: Surface defects rule!
Nabby: What's a dollar?
EWeston: It used to let you be a hero
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** New FIRESIGN THEATRE Books Here >> http://firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php
jahgust: your thingness!
Beet: Iraqnaphobia hehe
DJTween: Yeah, good one beet
DJTween: S&N = snakes and leopards lol
DJTween: *S&L
Dexter Fong: uh......leppers??
shoes for the dead: leppers
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| H - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| bettyonu - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Nabby: I'm sliding down the ladder.
DrWho42: DENTAL PLAN
DrWho42: "Lisa needs braces."
MarkTime: quite a story
Nabby: Bravo. Got totally sucked in. Want to hear it again.
shoes for the dead: yuppers
DrWho42: Very nicely, indeed.
EWeston: Enjoyable
CS: the lads were quite pleased with it, i think ted bonnit's production was amazing
Nabby: Duke of MM is wonderful!
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** DUKE OF MADNESS MOTORS - Every Firesign Theatre radio broadcast from the "Dear Friends" era (1970-1972) >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=domm-ln
Nabby: Quite pleased yes.
shoes for the dead: (there is no Box)
jahgust: Indeed Tweeny...
jahgust: This wasn't released anywhere was it?
DJTween: Is that true folks? There's no box for DOMM?
DrWho42: Just started listening to Welcome to Night Vale podcast.
jahgust: No box...
jahgust: A book with the DVD in a pouch on the inside back page
CS: they were obsessed with correcting numbers in those days
DJTween: OK, thanks. I haven't bought it yet :/
shoes for the dead: but they send it so fast it's still warm!
DJTween: will quit saying that
jahgust: Where is this current recording from?
bix313: Why were they obsessed about correcting numbers? I don;t get it.
CS: asking why about the firesign theatre is not getting the firesign theatre
Dexter Fong: in obvious koan like sbtle secret
CS: tween said it was itunes. i heard it when first broadcast but that was too long ago to remember
Dexter Fong: lies a subtle
bix313: Excuse me.
jahgust: This Radio free Oz piece from 67 is up on itunes?
EWeston: I see Boss!
Dexter Fong: It all began with the uncertainity over how many people were in the FST
shoes for the dead: no excuses
DJTween: heheh
Dexter Fong: was it 4... or was it five crazy monkey guys
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - FT RADIO HOUR HOUR “RADIO FREE OZ CIRCA SEPTEMBER 1967” - listen to the stream at 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u - you can buy Firesign albums, books and other cool goodies at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php'
Beet: 4 or 5?
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** FIRESIGN THEATRE and OZ PODCASTS are available for the price of your firstborn chinchilla from the iTunes Store, and FST podcasts at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/podcasting/indexx.html - and RADIO FREE OZ podcasts at >> http://www.radiofreeoz.com/
Nabby: From Duke of MM, jahgust.
Dexter Fong: ...and was George Tirebiter the 4th or 5 th member
shoes for the dead: the fifth guy comes in when it clicks
EWeston: I heard that when working with them collaboration could sneak up on one.
CS: they evolved out of dada, surrealism and zen koans. non sequitors are the way the brain works, and their art and lives as well.
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** both of tonight's selections were downloaded from the iTunes Store podcast section. There is one for FST and one for RFO
Nabby: Oh cool.
Nabby: We all evolved out of dada...ana mama.
Rufus_T_Firetween: both podcasts are free
CS: yeah they played a lot of stones, and then commented on the songs after they playedthem. actualy they interacted with their musical selections quite extensively
Nabby: The deuce you say.
DJTween: thrice, even
jahgust: I have the dukes box but I do not rmember this Chan piece as it predates the Hour hour stuff. I'lll have to get to itunes for these jeepers!
Nabby: Wild thrice.
CS: i wonder where hemlock stones is tonight? he's had so many clones it;s hard to know
EWeston: Gota ace up my sleeve, if I had a sleeve
Dexter Fong: ...many British fans of FST believe that the Duke of Earl was secretely a founding member
CS: this is 3 years before, joe
bix313: ...and pop culture references abound...which is why I asked why about the number correction theme (if it is a theme)...I thought maybe it wsas a reference to something in particular...but maybe it is not cool on this board to ask about such mundane realities.
Rufus_T_Firetween: All sorts of great old stuff up on the podcasts, jahgust
MarkTime: searching for a tin of coco
Rufus_T_Firetween: lol Dex
Rufus_T_Firetween: Yeah cease, have been missing Stones and Honey
Nabby: Who was he fondling?
Rufus_T_Firetween: Princ Poop missing in action as well
EWeston: The rats won't touch it.
CS: no bix, this is the place and i was there at the time but could give you no more coherent answer than the above speculation
Dexter Fong: bix: just remember there are no stupid questions =))
CS: is austin shows up again, you might ask him.
MarkTime: happy hour news
EWeston: Plenty stupid funny answers though
bix313: OK...but I did feel slapped down there for a sec for posing a simple question.
bix313: ...and I thought that one of the learned members of this chit might have a good answer.
shoes for the dead: everything said here is the absolute thuth
Dexter Fong: ...Film Noirists believe that Nick Danger was in reality Philip marlowe
DJTween: I hope no one here would ever do that
shoes for the dead: or is it absinth thuth
CS: the truth about things firesign is always slippery
shoes for the dead: truth
DJTween: I've been a fan since the early 70's, and I'm constantly learning new things about FST
DrWho42: I missed the question myself.
EWeston: From the ontoyouthru's
jahgust: Off I muust head to kip as I starting to nod...no heroin involved... gnight folks. Thanks for the itunes tips tween!
CS: you can really hear the old bergman in this young bergman's voice
DrWho42: Good night Jahgust!
||||||||| jahgust rushes off, saying "10:27 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
bix313: Me too...so let's back up a moment: that number correction moment sounded VERY intentional. Was it in fact an ongoing theme? Can any of y'all name other instances?
CS: by joe. congrats on your tv thing
EWeston: Stay on camera
Beet: Someday FST will be appreciated as this era's (collective) Shakespeare (I think)
Dexter Fong: ...and as is well known, Peggie was in reality Pegeen Fitzgerald who, along with her husband Ella, reigned supreme in the morning time slot on WOR radio for years...She later went on to become a variety of female names
shoes for the dead: yuppers beet
CS: a few weeks after this show, they began a series of plays where-in number correction is constant. as i listen more intently to their domm stuff, i hear it again. it was obviously a theme they liked
CS: as in, everything you know is wrong. a lot of their humour makes that point
EWeston: The thing , or a thing is to go against the flow. Give an unexpected, and funny repsponse. Number correction can be used this way.
CS: well put, ew
Dexter Fong: EW: No it cant
DJTween: ** Don’t forget to check out the Firesign Theatre Funway for a cool page full of Flash goodies. Just move your cursor over various areas of the page - http://firesigntheatre.com/funway.html
DrWho42: Does Firesign have a Twitter btw?
Beet: love this tune
EWeston: You dare to cant me! Pastafasol!
Dexter Fong: Scuangil!!
CS: not when its repetitive, as it is in the play Sesame Mucho, in particular
Nabby: Everybody twist!
DJTween: dunno, DrWho42
Beet: yeah
DJTween: cease do you know if FST is on Twitter?
EWeston: OK Scauangil works for me!
Dexter Fong: EW: You see, I giave an unexspected answer and I thought your reaction was funny
Beet: Dancin in my swivel chair
EWeston: Is hard to anaylse humor and not kill it. Folks here can do ir though.
shoes for the dead: but we cant type
Dexter Fong: I recommend using the Ct Scan
Dexter Fong: Cat
CS: i dont know tween as i'm not. dont even have cell phone. not really part of this millenium
EWeston: Kant says False!
Dexter Fong: Are you sure...if so it may be a False Positive
MarkTime: there's a dead ct scan in every...
Dexter Fong: Medical Bill
DrWho42: Just curious. I just wanted to promote these chats on all the social networks (or the ones I'm somewhat involved with)
||||||||| At 10:35 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, late!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Dexter Fong: The late late
EWeston: False positives are my life, Kan't
DrWho42: Late is now Posthumous
Beet: So, we are right now dead?
CS: i was blown away to hear this on the radio in 67. there was humour and music, but no combination of those with vast, dancing intelligences like this
MarkTime: post-humorous?
EWeston: Grid willing
DrWho42: On the mark
EWeston: Gone daddy gone.
Nabby: So gird your grid.
Beet: Real gong
EWeston: Played by J Aurthor Rank
Beet: with that big hammer
shoes for the dead: no thwatre?
Dexter Fong: Is that why he wore those baggy pants?
Rufus_T_Firetween: Must have been amazing, cease
shoes for the dead: theatre
Nabby: A great lesson from Bergman here.
DJTween: yeah
Nabby: And now D.O.
CS: it was like this every week, nabby. i hope these great 67 shows are eventually released
Nabby: Nice. Me too!
||||||||| Around 10:40 PM, buzzquip walks off into the sunset...
Dexter Fong: Don't forget your shades buzz
Beet: Firesign = think laugh and sing
EWeston: I die every night
Dexter Fong: You might have sleep apnia
CS: i was at bars with bergman, proc, ossman and family, merl and jahgust who just left a few years ago talkikng about this very thing, how to get these shows collected and released.
EWeston: But I'm born again every mornimg in some convienient nospeakeasy
CS: most of the shows were inthe museum of radio and tv in beverly hills at one time but someone stole the mid hours with the mushroom plays inthem
Dexter Fong: Prolly not sleep apneia than
EWeston: Bugs and spiders...and real aliens, Who has time to speed.
CS: taylor jessen is supposed to be on it, but he has much on his plate
Nabby: Where are the shows now?
shoes for the dead: it's good that they are somewhere
EWeston: Or sleep, yah
DJTween: they're putting up more and more stuff at the podcast sites
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** FIRESIGN THEATRE and OZ PODCASTS are available for the price of your firstborn chinchilla from the iTunes Store, and FST podcasts at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/podcasting/indexx.html - and RADIO FREE OZ podcasts at >> http://www.radiofreeoz.com/
Nabby: Noted Rufus T.
CS: thanks, tween
Nabby: Ty DJT
Dexter Fong: that's 100
CS: there is so much there, and in domm and the albums, that anyone can make their own firesign collages
||||||||| Gusts of wind blow in from outside and the thumpa-thumpa-thumpa of helicopter blades is heard as Happy Panditt's chopper lands on the lawn and Tater gets out at 10:49 PM.
Tater: What the hell?
MarkTime: just got an email from dr. oz
MarkTime: i can learn to burn fat
Dexter Fong: Mind the blades
EWeston: Ie he sober?
MarkTime: radio free dr. oz
CS: too bad it wasnt dr. radio free oz
Beet: Expensive and scam-ish (the Dr. Oz thing)
EWeston: Not sober then.
shoes for the dead: he shows how to burn the fat between the ears
MarkTime: heehee
Beet: That's helpful
EWeston: And then hang some curtains
MarkTime: thinking too hard overheats your brain
Beet: and burns ca;ories
Beet: That's calories
shoes for the dead: i like capostrophes
EWeston: I like cajories, Idon't know whu.
CS: mark, if that were true, the firesigns would have blown up long before they became the firesigns
Nabby: That's entertainment.
MarkTime: hey, nice cojones
EWeston: The tats are nice, ealry barbarian?
||||||||| It's 10:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| DrWho42 - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| bix313 - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
MarkTime: this skit (or whatever) is mighty dense, prob requires much higher thc levels to appreciate
Nabby: *giggles*
Dexter Fong: Entirely scripted, Mark
shoes for the dead: elevate those levels, MT
Nabby: I like it.
Beet: and knowledge of Jewish lterature
CS: sounds like borges but i'm not sure. they were profoundly eclectic
Dexter Fong: Victor Borges the funny piano player
CS: lol
MarkTime: oh yeah, and using a pistol-finger for the last note
CS: only if the piano played him
Dexter Fong: or perhaps De MEDICI!!!(Dum dum dum dum!!)
Nabby: Is he the guy that milked the piano--or was that PDQ Bach?
Dexter Fong: Cow Cow Boogie?
CS: bergman, more than the others, spent some serious time teaching and you can hear that in how he addresses a radio audience. he wants us to LEARN things
Beet: musical punctuation guy
EWeston: Could be either, but I think PDQ had the build for it.
MarkTime: well, i'm glad bergy got over that
Nabby: Lots of moo chords I guess....
Nabby: lol EW
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
EWeston: He only played the lactating keys
CS: this isnt a bad recording.
MarkTime: heehee, it needs a mutt and smutt break
Nabby: Couldn't hurt. : )
Dexter Fong: It is *rather* dense, MT =))
Beet: Learnrot?
Nabby: The milky white keys.
CS: maybe in the steve allen interview, i forget where, bergman says his audience is very intelligent college students. it was in yale in 1960, it remained so until his death
CS: it was a 3 hour show, dex. they had to use LONG pieces
CS: its not like they had many Ads, eh?
MarkTime: maybe it's hidden in there somewhere, hidden under the muxed metaphors
Dexter Fong: Thanks Cat, didn't realize it was 3 hour show
EWeston: Milk was a part of early plastics, so who knows
Nabby: Formidable.
Nabby: Where does the milk start and the plastic end?
EWeston: Formaldihide rather
MarkTime: 3 hours, wow... too long for solid improv babble
CS: the first show i heard, april 67, ended with an electronic piece that must have been 20 minutes long. it was called Waiting for the Electrician, but not the one we know
Dexter Fong: Yeah
EWeston: Early production models came with milk collection cups
CS: yes mark. they brought it A Lot Of Stuff
Nabby: I used to have one of those formaldehide chairs.... Thought it would last longer.
EWeston: Man, time to tip my cow and skulk away I tink.
Dexter Fong: It'll last longer than you if you sit in it much
shoes for the dead: i'm burnt from roofing, bye all
Nabby: Fine be that way.
Dexter Fong: Night guyyyyyyyyyyys
Beet: 'bye y'all
Nabby: B'bye Shoes & EW
CS: by shoes
||||||||| EWeston is kicked out just as the clock strikes 11:06 PM.
CS: ew
Beet: wow
Nabby: Indeed.
MarkTime: flutter
DJTween: just about done anyway
CS: intense
DJTween: to put it mildly
Nabby: I really like this.
||||||||| New notice: 'Lily Bergman College Fund - -Remember to help Peter Bergman’s daughter with her college experience by donating to the Lily Bergman College fund - http://firesigntheatre.com/lilyfund/'
CS: this from an era when this kinda stuff was largely unknown to a general public in la
Beet: I regard these weekly convocations as gold
Nabby: Thanks for turning us on.
Nabby: o it.
Nabby )
Nabby: To it.
Nabby: Amazing stuff thanks!!!!!
Beet: Thanks again Tweeny. Great night. C U Next
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Tater - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: Thanks Tweeny and Merlyn also
Nabby: Nighty night!
MarkTime: great to find this.... i'll def add it to my calandrier
DJTween: kewl Mark :)
CS: this chat has been here since 95. we always welcome newcomers
DJTween: Blame it on Elayne :)
MarkTime: i'll have to check the log on page more closely, is there a mode that allows scrolling back, i think there was a # of lines option (just 10 now)
DJTween: Until last time, again...
||||||||| DJTween rushes off, saying "11:12 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
||||||||| Rufus_T_Firetween departs at 11:12 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Merlyn: cya
||||||||| Merlyn leaves at 11:12 PM, singing "Oh, I'm just a little fishy, floating in the sea, and there ain't no hook that's smart enough to catch the likes of me..."
CS: off i go.
||||||||| "11:13 PM? I'm late!" exclaims CS, who then dashes out through the french doors and down through the flowerbeds.
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and intones "Presenting 'nordlaw', just granted probation at 11:13 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
MarkTime: begone nasty nabobs
Dexter Fong: Mark: Click on Log to the middle of this bar
Dexter Fong: Next week all
MarkTime: ah ok, a history... crude but effective
MarkTime: bye
||||||||| It's 11:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| nordlaw - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from measles
||||||||| shoes for the dead - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Nabby - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Beet - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
MarkTime: catherwood freshen my tea
||||||||| Catherwood freshens MarkTime's tea.
||||||||| MarkTime, spotting Bradshaw, runs into The Sitting Room.
||||||||| Doofus waltzes in at 11:36 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Doofus: Please take my knocker.
||||||||| Doofus leaves to catch the 11:45 PM train to Elmertown.
||||||||| It's 11:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| MarkTime - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood walks in wearing his pyjamas, yawns, and mumbles "It's midnight here in New York city"...then he falls over and starts snoring loudly..
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 1:40 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| dude - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "It's 4:32 AM, time to change the log file and clean out unused rooms; please exit the chat room for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."


The Evening's Participants:
Beet
BeforeTween
bix313
CS
Dexter Fong
DJTween
Doofus
DrWho42
e_ seco
EWeston
jahgust
late
MarkTime
Merlyn
Nabby
Porgie 57
Rufus_T_Firetween
shoes for the dead
Tater
URL References:
http://firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php
http://firesigntheatre.com/funway.html
http://firesigntheatre.com/lilyfund/
http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=domm-ln
http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=power-ln
http://firesigntheatre.com/podcasting/indexx.html
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u
https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Firesign-Theatre/282668140208
https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10151905882700209&set=a.381226445208.158910.282668140208&type=1
www.dishnuts.net
http://www.firesigntheatre.com/bvhtml/church/index.html
http://www.johnhodgman.com/post/45449445766/here-i-am-at-the-great-amoeba-in-la-where-they
http://www.radiofreeoz.com/



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