A Firesign Chat
02/05/2015




Archive

||||||||| 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 February 05, 2015 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| DJTweeny waltzes in at 8:11 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
||||||||| New notice: '** There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 9pmET this evening. Warm-up music begins around 8:40pmET - visit Firesign’s web site at www.firesigntheatre.com **'
||||||||| 8:12 PM: Rufus_T_Firetween jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past five minutes!"
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:21 PM and Matthew bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
||||||||| "8:26 PM? 8:26 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Bobbelieu should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Bobbelieu enters and sits at the bar.
Bobbelieu: I'll ahve the Bear Whiz beer...
DJTweeny: Catherwood, please give Bobbelieu a Bear Whiz
||||||||| Catherwood gives bobbelieu a bear whiz.
DJTweeny: Hi Bobbelieu, Matthew
||||||||| New notice: '** There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 9pmET this evening. Warm-up music begins around 8:40pmET - you can join the streams now (NO AUDIO YET - just a chance for everybody to get connected) 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) ** '
DJTweeny: you can connect to the streams, but no audio yet
DJTweeny: warm-up music in a little under 10 minutes
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "8:33 PM and late as usual, it's Govslugwell, just back from Hellmouth."
DJTweeny: Hi slugwell
Govslugwell: Howdy
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - warm up music (Styx) - 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) **'
||||||||| It's 8:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bobbelieu - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| 8:40 PM: Captain Equinox jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!"
Captain Equinox: Hiya, Kiddos!
Govslugwell: Hey, Cap!
DJTweeny: Hi Captain
Captain Equinox: Hi tween!
Captain Equinox: Gday, Gov
Govslugwell: Forward, into the past.
||||||||| plague sashays in at 8:44 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
DJTweeny: Hi plague
plague: howdy
||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 8:45 PM, dragging EWeston by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Yahoo ™?"
Captain Equinox: Hiya
DJTweeny: Hi EW
EWeston: Happy hullabalootions, Tweeny, Gov,Matt, plague an Captin
Captain Equinox: Kurt, what styx album is this?
plague: howdy
Govslugwell: Hey, open up in there, your doorknocker fell off.
EWeston: Amal groatcakes and army docters, stand down, and put my copilot on ice.
Rufus_T_Firetween: The Grand Illusion / Pieces of Eight (Live from Orpheum Theater In Memphis, TN, 2011)
Govslugwell: Firesign noir.
Rufus_T_Firetween: a very good live recording
Captain Equinox: These guys played a couple of times at my high school in chicago.
Rufus_T_Firetween: wow
Rufus_T_Firetween: must have been bodacious :)
Captain Equinox: They were a fun act in the early days. I think they only had 2 albums back then.
||||||||| Outside, the 8:49 PM uptown bus from Kalamazoo pulls away, leaving Nancy coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
DJTweeny: Hi Nancy
Captain Equinox: Back before Deyoung's head couldnt fit in the door.
DJTweeny: haha
Nancy: Hello boys....Have any of you seen my bernuse?
DJTweeny: Catherwood, please get Nancy her bernoose
||||||||| Catherwood gets nancy her bernoose.
Nancy: Oh thank you Catherwood, did you find it in the kennel?
||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside Nancy and mumbles "Did you want me?"
EWeston: Cuse the marmoset teeth marks
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:51 PM and lily waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
DJTweeny: Mr. DeYoung got rather full of himself, eh Captain?
DJTweeny: Hi lily
||||||||| 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 joby gets out at 8:52 PM.
EWeston: A lily with the name Lily
DJTweeny: Hi joby
lily: Captain Equinox DJTweeny EWeston Govslugwell lily Nancy plague Rufus_T_Firetween happy un birthday all and thanks in front DJTween for a good laugh
||||||||| "8:52 PM? 8:52 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Johan Amadeus Myjetski should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Johan Amadeus Myjetski enters and sits on the divan.
Captain Equinox: It would seem.
DJTweeny: Hi Johan
||||||||| Catherwood leads uh-clem inside, makes a note of the time (8:52 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
||||||||| Catherwood leads Deputy Dang in through the front door at 8:52 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
DJTweeny: Hi clem, Dang
lily: hows the doda room tonight?
Deputy Dang: I'm sneezy tonight. It's been raining all day. It's too early in the year for allergies. Maybe I'm allergic to spring.
EWeston: Cop it, the cheese!
Nancy: Would deputy Dang want to borrow my bernuse?
||||||||| 8:54 PM: Cat jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
Captain Equinox: Achoo!
||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..."
EWeston: You wouldn't believe how dirty he gets his wife's cloth's
Captain Equinox: I mean At you!
DJTweeny: Hey Cat
Nancy: Captain Gazuntheite, I presume.
Cat: Hi all
Captain Equinox: Hi cat
EWeston: Te ole doc can help with that,. Afterr he's had a few
||||||||| Tirebiter steps in at 8:55 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
lily: burr bon
DJTweeny: Hi Tirebiter
Nancy: Hey, that's one of my knockers~!
||||||||| Mr. Bark Bark steps in at 8:56 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
EWeston: Hi Cat, Someone check Georges teeth
Tirebiter: I'm just a student like you!
||||||||| "8:56 PM? 8:56 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Mudhead should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Mudhead enters and sits on the couch.
Mr. Bark Bark: But this is YOUR door-knocker!
DJTweeny: Hi bark
DJTweeny: Hey Mudhead
Mudhead: hi all
||||||||| 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 ''Bob'' falls out at 8:56 PM.
Tirebiter: Hi Muddhead!
Mr. Bark Bark: Shoes for Industry, Compadre!
Nancy: See, I told you so, wait, didn't someone else say that? I'd better turn the record over.
EWeston: Mudhead , Bob and whoever lands here next
Mudhead: More Sugar
DJTweeny: Hi Bob
lily: I need glasses to find my glasses
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Evening all!
Cat: shoes for the dead
Deputy Dang: Wait... didn't you say that on the other side of the record?
||||||||| Dr. Memory steps in at 8:58 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
EWeston: Yes but we waved it off
lily: exit side 5
Nancy: Hiya Doc
DJTweeny: Hi Dr.M
Deputy Dang: Feed me, Dr Memory?
Mudhead: Now we've got two knockers
||||||||| "8:59 PM? 8:59 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Nabby should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Nabby enters and sits in front of the fireplace.
EWeston: Can you check my veeblevertzer Doc?
Mr. Bark Bark: Thank you, Herr Doktor!
Deputy Dang: You know what they say... once you've seen two knockers, you pretty much want to see them all.
Tirebiter: You betcha!
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, February 05, 2015 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
||||||||| shoes for the dead waltzes in at 9:00 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Nancy: Oh, my, aren't you the presumtious one...
lily: never met anyone with moren two
DJTweeny: Hi Nabby, Shoes
Mr. Bark Bark: Am I?
shoes for the dead: Howdy
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Gracie inside, makes a note of the time (9:00 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Mudhead: Didja see where Armstrong tried to get his girlfriend to take the rap, the ball of that guy
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and announces "Announcing 'Beet', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:00 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom...
DJTweeny: Hi Gracie
Beet: Evenin' all on a crisp Thursday night.
DJTweeny: Hi Beet
EWeston: I'm only here so I don't get fined
shoes for the dead: hey Beet
Mr. Bark Bark: Heh Heh
||||||||| At 9:01 PM, Gracie rushes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Deputy Dang: Crisp? It's pretty soggy for me.
Nabby: Evenin' Bob, Nan, Cappy, Mud, Cat, BarkBark, Dang, lily, Dr., JAM, Gracie, Beet & Tween!
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "9:01 PM and late as usual, it's pinholeF200, just back from Missouri."
||||||||| At 9:01 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Tirebiter!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
||||||||| Catherwood escorts dude into the room, accepts three dimes as a gratuity, grumbles something about 9:01 PM, then departs.
DJTweeny: Hi dude
Nabby: Hi pin
Mudhead: 17º here in fancy New London. New town mascot is the snow pile.
DJTweeny: Hi pinhole
shoes for the dead: hey pin
Beet: A little Styx to start things off. Nice
shoes for the dead: and dude
||||||||| 9:01 PM: thegreatandpowerfuloz jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
Nancy: Will some one throw some more celophane in the fire place? It's cold in here.
DJTweeny: Hi oz
pinholeF200: Hey Tween, shoes and all
Mudhead: Get your mukluks out of there so I can
Cat: radio free?
dude: Hey Catherwood....Bite me
||||||||| Catherwood bites dude.
Beet: Knocking the cornstarch off my muckluks
EWeston: Another fulminator? It may vanish mysteriously
Nabby: Hi thegreat
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I'm shaking off the cornstarch as I speak
Nabby: Radio Free Firesign
Mudhead: that cornstarch makes a good thickener for gravy
EWeston: Radio free buns
lily: drying marshmellows
''Bob'': Ahh... that's better... I just moved and had to find the crucial part of my speaker system!
''Bob'': Just in the "nick" of time!
shoes for the dead: good to rope cooked peyote into caps too
Nabby: Hi yo!
lily: speaker of fun
EWeston: Then they'll be brushmellows
Beet: Hi Nab
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - “WAITING FOR THE ELECTRICIAN OR SOMEONE LIKE HIM” - 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 PURCHASE THIS ALBUM AT >> http://laugh.com/product/firesign-theatre-waiting-for-the-electrician-cd-audio-only/ **'
Nabby: Mellowmarsh, near Rivendell behind the Burger King
Nabby: Beet
Mudhead: wtf
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Oh, everything is turning blue...
Nabby: I like this version
EWeston: Accross the ribber from the land of kneewalking turkies
shoes for the dead: share that Moss, Johan
''Bob'': Don't bogart that moss
Nabby: Pass the indian heart, please
Beet: Domini Domini Domini you're all Christians now
EWeston: Put it in the bong
Nabby: Who's got the moss?
DJTweeny: Catherwood, please pour everyone some blue moss
||||||||| Catherwood gets everyone some blue moss.
Nabby: Has the eagle landed with the moss?
Mudhead: its growing in Cell 1
EWeston: Pocession with moss is a tricky subject
shoes for the dead: but this is inconprehensible!!!
Nabby high fives Catherwood.
||||||||| Catherwood strides alongside Nabby and says "Did you want me?"
pinholeF200: whoaaaaaa, I'm getting alienated
lily: gorws fat on a rolling
Nabby: absolutely incomprehensile
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "9:08 PM and late as usual, it's Merlyn, just back from Minneapolis."
DJTweeny: Hey Merlyn
Mudhead: moss and rolling papers
Nabby: lily is rolling a fatty
EWeston: gorws is fast on his feet
shoes for the dead: hey Merlyn
lily: green green
Nabby: Nothing. But. Indians.
''Bob'': stone?
EWeston: Merly grab a moss on your way in
Merlyn: hey all
Nabby: Who becomes a green man. Bleep bleep!
Merlyn grabs a moss
||||||||| It's 9:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| uh-clem - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| joby - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Matthew - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Govslugwell - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Nancy: Hello Merlyn...
pinholeF200: hey merl
EWeston: What the hell was that!
Beet: Hi Merl
||||||||| Catherwood enters and asks "Is there anythynge you want? By that I mean Anythynge You Want To, Shakespeare's Lost paperback Comedie in pre-electronic book form!"
plague: unsure
Nabby: Hi Merlyn
Merlyn: Catherwood, give everyone a blue moss, please.
||||||||| Catherwood hands everyone a blue moss.
''Bob'': National Perplexed Radio
lily: hey thanks
Nancy: Nice moss..(Cough.)
shoes for the dead: and the journey starts again
plague: this tates terrible, cox!
Nabby: Catherwood, ignite the moss.
||||||||| Catherwood walks alongside Nabby and mumbles "My ears are burning..."
lily: yellyman
EWeston: Shotgun!
Merlyn: That sort of made sense.
Mudhead: i want a toke
Merlyn: I guess he lit his ears by mistake.
Nabby pokes Catherwood to see if he's real or simulated.
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear Nabby
Mudhead: now I really want a toke
Nabby: Now don't be like that.
Mudhead: Be like this
Merlyn: Catherwood, tell Nabby to stop.
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear Merlyn
EWeston: Mutt and Smutt only has Tookie Tookie birds
Nabby: Be here now
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'squeeze_the_wheeze', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:12 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room...
Nancy: How is that?
pinholeF200: now I think I'll hold it over here
DJTweeny: Hi wheeze
||||||||| Chick Lambert fades in and says: "I have no idea who this Friedstein Theatre is, but they 're honing in on my territory over at Duke of Madness Motors. Give 'em the what for, Storm!" "RUFF! RUFF!"
shoes for the dead: Tween have you read Rolling thunders book?
||||||||| Catherwood escorts screech in through the front door at 9:13 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
EWeston: Some accident with the melted crayons I hear
DJTweeny: I had it back in the day shoes, yes
squeeze_the_wheeze: hey ho all
DJTweeny: Doubt I've read it since the 70's
squeeze_the_wheeze: sorry i am late to the party
DJTweeny: Hi screech
Nabby: Hi squeeze, and screech
Nancy: You can't tell me I'll look like that in twenty years~!
EWeston: S'ok...who are you?
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “WAITING FOR THE ELECTRICIAN OR SOMEONE LIKE HIM” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=wfte-ln
||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!"
Nabby: Just started the record, squeeze
pinholeF200: hey wheeze
plague: phoenix, tucson, lost wages
||||||||| Chick Lambert fades in and says: "I have no idea who this Friedstein Theatre is, but they 're honing in on my territory over at Duke of Madness Motors. Give 'em the what for, Storm!" "RUFF! RUFF!"
shoes for the dead: tacos!
Cat: i'm going there tomorrow
Nabby: tacos!
EWeston: With the special frog filling
shoes for the dead: echo
Nancy: Which way to Goshen?
Cat: ossman has a wonderful show about the making of this album
Nabby: Land o' Goshen
Nabby: echo
EWeston: necho...
Mudhead: Hi Cat, where is that?
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:16 PM, dragging Hemlock Stones (Genuine!) by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
||||||||| Catherwood leads gideon inside, makes a note of the time (9:16 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Cat: vegas
lily: thats as far west as I am goin
Nabby: that I would love to hear
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Ha! Ha!
shoes for the dead: hey Genuine
Cat: maybe i'll send it to tween to play on this show
EWeston: Keep on rolling stones
Mudhead: Great Cat
Nabby: Hi Hem and gideon
DJTweeny: Hail and well met, Stones
Cat: called Still waiting for the electrician
DJTweeny: Hi gideon
Nabby: Thanks Cat if you can
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hello Shoes! Hello DJ! How are you all this evening?
Mudhead: Hiya Stones
DJTweeny: doin' good Stones, and you?
Nabby: They did it : (
EWeston: Gail and rain foever
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hello Everyone!
||||||||| "Happy" Harry Cox pops in and say "I was right! Everything I knew WAS wrong! You CAN get "Profiles in Barbecue Sauce", chock full of meaty Firesign scripts!"
||||||||| 9:18 PM: Dexter Fong jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!"
shoes for the dead: hey Dex
EWeston: Well doped tonight stones?
DJTweeny: Hey Dex
Nabby: Rolling Stones gather no blue moss
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Might they be giants, Stones?
EWeston: We're Dexified!
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hello Mudhead! Always one of my favorites! You and your friend, Porgie.
Nabby: Hey Dex
pinholeF200: used to play water polo but my horse drowned
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Porgie's so goo with the help
shoes for the dead: he's playing favorites sniff sniff
EWeston: Someone stole his schnorkle?
Nabby: Indian Guides when we were kids, sheesh
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Good
Dexter Fong: Greetings fron the frozen northeast
Cat: i was an indian guide
plague: area 51, too
EWeston: Nice ryme in those parts
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Ah, Johan! Enjoyed your Symphony in C minus the other day! It sounds as if the last movement of the Beethoven 7th (Allegro con brio) were put in a blender!
lily: I have never seen a pickle like that before
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: How many Indians did you guide?
DJTweeny: You guided Indians, Cat?
pinholeF200: the holy Bomb
Nabby: Cool, Cat - different times
Mudhead: Did the boyz have a studio orchestra? How did they get the music to fit with the bits so well.
Nabby: How the West was Won
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hello Johan, again! Indians don't need my guidance! I'm not a guru!
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: The new musical technology is wonderful, Hem, just brilliant
EWeston: The wonders of multitrack mixing I think
Nabby: I think W.C. Fields Forever here might be might favorite skit
DJTweeny: Yes, much multi-tracking
lily: what high cheek bones
||||||||| "Happy" Harry Cox pops in and say "I was right! Everything I knew WAS wrong! You CAN get "Profiles in Barbecue Sauce", chock full of meaty Firesign scripts!"
Mudhead: Ive never seen credits for the musicians
EWeston: Gabby's my fav
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hi Mudhead. Not sure how they got the orchestra into the coffee can, but they did!
Nabby: might be my, I mean
shoes for the dead: lots of public domaine music out there
Rufus_T_Firetween: Produced by Gary Usher and The Firesign Theatre Engineering: Jack Lattig, Tom May
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Yes, Johan. You are right about the new technology!
plague: life is pain
Rufus_T_Firetween: nothing about musicians in the online liner notes
Dr. Memory: The Byrds connection
lily: it happens that way sometimes
Rufus_T_Firetween: Unfortunately my vinyl version is in storage
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Thanks, Rufus. Amazing engineers. I believe that they must have a considerable sense of humor as well, however!
||||||||| "Happy" Harry Cox pops in and say "I was right! Everything I knew WAS wrong! You CAN get "Profiles in Barbecue Sauce", chock full of meaty Firesign scripts!"
||||||||| It's 9:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| screech - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| dude - dead from measles
||||||||| thegreatandpowerfuloz - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hello "Happy" Harry! Aren't you from Denver, originally?
||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!"
shoes for the dead: third red eye
Mudhead: I mean..this was 1968, a lot of thetech was still to come.
EWeston: Measles is very trendy
Beet: Finally purchased Box of Danger
lily: the blaast that blew your hair back
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I'm for one of those, Shoes!
shoes for the dead: I betb this was 4 track
||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..."
Nabby: They would sync 8 wire recorders and hope for the best
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hello Lily! How is your week!
DJTweeny: would be cool to know how many tracks they had to work with
DJTweeny: Phil Austin would surely remember
Beet: Left Tennant Behind
lily: good ood ok stones
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “WAITING FOR THE ELECTRICIAN OR SOMEONE LIKE HIM” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=wfte-ln
EWeston: Damn your fats waller
pinholeF200: but that was the 60s, nobody remembers the 60s
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): You are all probably too young to remember 1/4 track setups. Very popular in Constantinople.
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: It's paisley again...
pinholeF200: that's why they made records
Mudhead: I do, but I wasnt using drugs yet. So I remember
EWeston: I admit to having a four channel eighttrack at one point
||||||||| Catherwood enters and asks "Is there anythynge you want? By that I mean Anythynge You Want To, Shakespeare's Lost paperback Comedie in pre-electronic book form!"
Nabby: could have been 8 track...
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Why pinholeF200, I do remember the 60s--but only when I take certain... certain medications.
pinholeF200: dreamed of owning a Teac four track deck with sync
||||||||| Chick Lambert fades in and says: "I have no idea who this Friedstein Theatre is, but they 're honing in on my territory over at Duke of Madness Motors. Give 'em the what for, Storm!" "RUFF! RUFF!"
Dexter Fong: nABBY: eVEN IF IT WAS ONLY 4-TRK THEY COULD BOUNCE TRACKS
lily: you have an 8 track mind
EWeston: LSD is being rehabilitated these days
plague: a note associated with the MFSL release - THE FIRESIGN THEATRE Waiting For The Electrician Or Someone Like Him (Deleted US limited edition Mobile Fidelity 'Original Master Recording' 4-track audiophile CD album, mastered directly from the original tapes with a unique black bordered colour picture sleeve MFCD762).
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Not likely Nabs, 8 tracks were still major studio devices...
Merlyn: I remember watching 4-TRK on tv
||||||||| 9:29 PM: Elayne jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hello Chick. Yes, what is this Freudian Theatre? This sounds rather perverted!
Elayne: Evenin' all!
Mudhead: Hi E
Nabby: Ahh bouncing....Done it? Fun. I still do it sometimes.
shoes for the dead: hey El
Nabby: Hi Elayne
||||||||| Mayor P'nisnose strides up to the podium and speaks: "My fellow Armenians, if you have questions about exorcism, buy the new book "EXORCISM IN YOUR DAILY LIFE", now on sale. Incidentally, so is my vote."
Captain Equinox: Oops, gotta fly. Bye, Kiddos!
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Hey E!
plague: howdy
Dexter Fong: Hi E
Nabby: Sgt. Pepper was 4 track right?
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Why Hello, Elayne! What is your claim to fame this week?
EWeston: Elayne grousios evening, or sumpin like that
Nabby: Take care Cappy
pinholeF200: evenin El
lily: Hu E
plague: solid
EWeston: Bye Captin
shoes for the dead: yuppers Nabby
DJTweeny: Hey El
lily: yarg gurggle plotz
EWeston: We had a 12 track recorder on the airplane I flew on in the 70's
Beet: night Cap
EWeston: Reel to reel good for 12 hertz
Nabby: That stuff was evolving pretty fast
Nancy: Well, I'm off to the little Sheba's room, see 'ya boys.
Nabby: Take care Nancy
EWeston: The shuffles strike, again
shoes for the dead: what for, EW?
Mudhead: cya Nancy
Nabby: Groovy
||||||||| "Happy" Harry Cox pops in and say "I was right! Everything I knew WAS wrong! You CAN get "Profiles in Barbecue Sauce", chock full of meaty Firesign scripts!"
Elayne: Not here for long tonight, all kinds of muscle aches. We're kind of trapped in our house, we can't move our car as nobody's plowed or salted our driveway-street.
lily: bye Nancy
EWeston: Sub hunting
Elayne: Good job I can get to work via mass transit.
DJTweeny: sorry to hear, E :(
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Oh my! I am having hallucinations yet again, Dear Friends! And in 4 spatial dimensions (detentions)!
EWeston: We recorded sonobouy output
shoes for the dead: neat
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): I mean dementions.
Elayne: Yeh, it's going to be a pain to do our grocery shopping this weekend, but at least the supermarket delivers
EWeston: Trust me on this submarines are hard to find
Nabby: lol Stones
plague: that's her trip, man!
Mr. Bark Bark: It was 12 degrees early this morning, with snow and ice on the roads; but it'll be 60 and sunny on Saturday (in St. Louis).
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Qwhat's so spatial about these dimensions?
Elayne: Ah, I see you've decided to pla Electrician again,Tween - thanks!
pinholeF200: sounds like a Republican
Mudhead: Im in the same pickle, Ive got to use my wheelchair on the ice to get to the van for my dentist appt tmmw, other than that Ive been a prisoner
EWeston: Four demerits and slap on the back to you
Nabby: What's l*ng and h*rd and full of seam*n?
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hope you will be feeling better, Elayne! You deserve an hot, Epsom Salt bath!
Cat: i have to catch a plane tomorrow morning and i'm not feelng well so i'll leave
pinholeF200: Doctor Evil's submarine
Dexter Fong: a submarine?
Cat: enjoy electrician everyone. i sure did
||||||||| Catherwood tosses another cheese log on the fire and intones, "If you want to keep the cornstarch off your mukluks this season, buy a hoodie or a sweatshirt at the Firesign corner Cafepress store."
DJTweeny: Elayne: Ah, I see you've decided to pla Electrician again,Tween - thanks! << honoring your request, E :)
plague: damn
Nabby: You be groovy Cat and be good to yourself
EWeston: Good voyage to ya cat
Dexter Fong: Cat, going to Vegas?
Merlyn: cya cat
Beet: G'Nite Cat
Mudhead: Stay safe Cat
Elayne: Sounds great, Hemlock. Alas, I'm a bit too big for our small tub, so perhaps just to bed...
shoes for the dead: have a fun Vegas, Cat
lily: bye cat
Nabby: Yes Dex
Dexter Fong: Bon Appetit
pinholeF200: travel safe Cat and don't tell us what you do in Vegas-it's the law
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Cat, have a safe flight.
Nabby: Bun appetite
Dexter Fong: Boko Harum
plague: what if isis were bombed with pron?
Elayne: Always loved this bit, but wow, it's fairly dated, isn't it?...
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: adios, Cat!
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Elayne, you deserve a big tub -- like that "tub" in Budapest! Now that's a tub!
Elayne: Have a great time in Vegas, Cat!
Dexter Fong: E: The whole side (record side) is *really* dated
DJTweeny: not for us, er, 'older' folks, E ;)
Merlyn: tubs of slaw
pinholeF200: reading Naked Lunch right now, cost me 83 cents so less than free
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: tub thumpers… untie!
DJTweeny: don't think I ever read it
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Those Ancient Romans know a thing or two about baths!
Dexter Fong: Pin: AAt least it didn't land on your head from 5thousand feet
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: 3 new wordsd
Nabby: Yes I have it right here
||||||||| "Happy" Harry Cox pops in and say "I was right! Everything I knew WAS wrong! You CAN get "Profiles in Barbecue Sauce", chock full of meaty Firesign scripts!"
pinholeF200: Cat said don't pay 10 bucks for it--it's interesting but he was right
Beet: Referred to from a friend of mine as "The Paranoid Side"
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
Dexter Fong: Why are we heare
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): I am usually dressed for lunch, but not always especially if I am in Greenwich Village or Camden Town!
shoes for the dead: what zone?
lily: put that back where you found it
Nabby: Look at ze map!
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Zoned again, Shoes?
plague: welcome to barbaria!
||||||||| Ralph Spoilsport drives in through the door and says "Buy a new or used T-shirt from the Firesign Theatre Cafepress store! Hurry before this sentence ends!"
Nabby: It's a bag of blue moss
Dexter Fong: Map? Whoa dude, I've got satNav
Mudhead: Ive got papers
lily: where did you leave your teeth
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Ralph, I will do anything you say.
plague: diet cola?
Nabby: in the apple
shoes for the dead: are those your teeth?
Mudhead: Im scared...for my teeth
||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| gideon - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Question: Just where is Doggydump, Utah?
Nabby: I didn't originally realize this was real Russian
shoes for the dead: near Venereal
Mudhead: my dentist wants to remove all my upper teeth and put in a full denture
shoes for the dead: Ut
DJTweeny: yep, Proc speaks Russian
EWeston: Next to donkey dunk Utah
Nabby: I agree, ut
Elayne: Me neither, Nabby. It's the funny voice Proctor uses, you just assume it's babbling.
Dexter Fong: Nab: Proctor love to exhibit his mastery of the Russion language
Nabby: Dinky Donk?
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Nabby, Tolstoy isn't really Russian; he was from the Lower East Side. Nobody want to admit this.
DJTweeny: Proc went to the USSR with the Yale Man's Choir as part of a cultural exchange program
Nabby: Indeed Elayne and I love(d) it either way I heard it
DJTweeny: *Men's Choir
Dexter Fong: Get your measle shot yet, Hemlock?
EWeston: Dinky Donkey, a new manga character
Nabby: I see Stones....
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Proctor speaks Russian! That smart Yalie, him!
Beet: First one to fall over
Nabby: He is a smarty pantz
plague: tirebiter goes down
shoes for the dead: shooting measles is good sport here
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Shoot your mwasle, Dex?
Nabby: It's the ice show!
Nabby: Frick and Frack?
||||||||| 9:43 PM: Bambi 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!"
Bambi: howdy folks!
shoes for the dead: 'cept they charge when ya wound them
Mudhead: Hiya
Nabby: Hi Bambi
lily: Hen and Peck
Bambi: LOL
Elayne: Evenin' Bambi!
pinholeF200: hey yo Bambi
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
lily: hi bambi
Dexter Fong: Johan: never mind my mwaslr
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Run, Bambi, run!
plague: howdy!
Beet: Hello Bambi
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hello Bambi! Watch out for Ted Nugent!
Dexter Fong: Hi Bambi
DJTweeny: Hey Bambi :)
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Nino in through the front door at 9:44 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Nabby: Nay will not
Dexter Fong: Where yah fron Mimo?
DJTweeny: Hi Nino
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Looking tan & handsome, Nino!
Dexter Fong: Nino
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Bambi: Watch out for Sarah Palin!
Mr. Bark Bark: Ah, Mr. Nino.
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pinholeF200: Hola El Nino
shoes for the dead: hey nino
plague: give them a light and they'll follow it anywhere
Nabby: Hi Nino
||||||||| lily says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, lily exits at 9:45 PM.
||||||||| 9:45 PM: lily jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!"
Bambi: hey lily, Dex, Johan, Boot, Tween, Merlyn, Hemlock Stones the real one from the UK?, Mudhead, Nab, Nino, pinhole, plague, shoes for the dead, Bob, Captain Equinox, Cat, Dep Dang, Dr. Memory, Nancy, Rufus, squeeze
lily: and back in lol
Nabby: hi lily
Mr. Bark Bark: You got back before all the dry ice melted!
DJTweeny: nice revolving door, lily
Bambi: lol you too lily ;-)
Nino: Hola..... Have you seen my waitress
Dexter Fong: Nino is located in India apparetly
Nabby: which one are you clone #5?
pinholeF200: some people will do anything to see their name in print
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Deputy Dang: In Wet Leather
lily: wrongo click
||||||||| 9:46 PM: Koyemsi jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!"
DJTweeny: a dime novel, I get it!
Nabby: Click here now
Koyemsi: It's got leather thighs, my dear
DJTweeny: Hi Koy
Dexter Fong: Nabby: You got my # now look up my name
Bambi: Catherwood, please poor favorite drinks and perfect mexican super dip and nachos ;)
||||||||| Catherwood walks alongside Bambi and says "Did you need me?"
Nabby: Hey Koy
Mr. Bark Bark: Mr. Koyemsi-squaatsi, I presume.
Bambi: what? no drinks??!
''Bob'': RIBBER!
||||||||| Catherwood tosses another cheese log on the fire and intones, "If you want to keep the cornstarch off your mukluks this season, buy a hoodie or a sweatshirt at the Firesign corner Cafepress store."
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Sorry Dear Friends! My Depro just prevaricated! Oh no!
plague: nino is in india
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Bambi: Catherwood, pour Bambi a toasted almond
||||||||| Catherwood brings bambi a toasted almond.
Koyemsi: My life isn't that out of balance
pinholeF200: Mark Twain said if you write do it in private and wash your hands afterward
Bambi: thank you Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood answers "You're very welcome!"
EWeston: Get him a good lawyer
Mr. Bark Bark: Heh heh
Nabby: Anybody got any lynch?
Dexter Fong: Bambi: You know C'wood can't remember long orders
DJTweeny: lol Pinhole
shoes for the dead: lying Depro scum
Mr. Bark Bark: I've got a naked lynch.
Nino: There she blows... Be right right right back
Bambi: Catherwood, please pour Bambi a mexican super dip and nachos
||||||||| Catherwood hands bambi a mexican super dip and nachos.
Koyemsi: Far out, Catherwood!
||||||||| Catherwood fars out.
Bambi: lol I guess even Catherwood is having memory issues. ;)
||||||||| Catherwood snubs Bambi
Mudhead: Catherwood get Bambi a toasted almond and some nibbles
||||||||| Catherwood gets bambi a toasted almond and some nibbles.
lily: joy joy joy joy
Bambi: lol
Elayne: Dengue fever... and the yaws...
Nabby: Catherwood, blow me down with an anchovy.
||||||||| Catherwood blows Nabby down with an anchovy.
plague: vote measles as the big disease this week
Bambi: thanks Mudhead
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): One thing I appreciate about this "forum" is the narrative. Robert's Rule of Order is always obeyed here.
||||||||| Lil bounds in at 9:49 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Nabby: Hi Lil
Bambi: hey Stones!
pinholeF200: anecdotal treatment
Dexter Fong: That's Robots Rules of order
Mudhead: More knockers!
Bambi: glad you got that knocker Lil
Beet: Robot's Rules
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hi Bambi! Tell us about yourself!
Mudhead: Kill all humans
Mr. Bark Bark: And will be ordered to leave the future immediately!
EWeston: Nabby your perverting the butler!
Beet: Beet me Dex
Lil: Well he's no fun he fell right over!
Dexter Fong: "bots rulez
DJTweeny me just learned about Robert's Rule of Order the other day. Now I get the Young Guy bit about Robots Rules Of Order
||||||||| "Happy" Harry Cox pops in and say "I was right! Everything I knew WAS wrong! You CAN get "Profiles in Barbecue Sauce", chock full of meaty Firesign scripts!"
shoes for the dead: hey NSA guy!
Nabby: Oh no I have worms!
plague: you leave those toasters alone
||||||||| Ralph Spoilsport drives in through the door and says "Buy a new or used T-shirt from the Firesign Theatre Cafepress store! Hurry before this sentence ends!"
Nabby: I try EW
Lil: Sorry but this knocker is yours
lily: its the tequilla monster
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
EWeston: Good works lead to...
||||||||| Catherwood enters and asks "Is there anythynge you want? By that I mean Anythynge You Want To, Shakespeare's Lost paperback Comedie in pre-electronic book form!"
DJTweeny: Nabby: Oh no I have worms! << as long as they're not from Dune
Mr. Bark Bark: You see? I told you.
Beet: Oh My God I'm a D J
pinholeF200: worms in your tubes?
Bambi: The Three Laws of Robotics :-)
Dexter Fong: TWEEN: tHE CHAIR FAILS TO UNDERSTAND YOU AND THEREFORE RULES YOU TABLE, OMNIA VINCIT
DJTweeny: soon, beet
Nabby: Tequila monster never lets go
Nabby: I think so pin
Lil: I first heard the FST and this album played on WBAI in NYC
Mr. Bark Bark: And Tequila Mockingbird comes back every 50 years.
DJTweeny looks at the chair and scratches his head
plague: damned measles
Lil: And how is Tweeny this evening?
Nabby: hence the term measely
Dr. Memory: More Measels
DJTweeny must not have been speaking Chairese
Koyemsi: You wearing your Princess Plague Ribbon?
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Yes, Nabby: We all have worms. Fine dining. You'll all have to try my sponge sauce sometime. Gary Firesign telepathically sent me the recipe.
Nabby: Measel Shoals
Beet: It was cool when the FM stations would play whole albums of FST straight through
DJTweeny: Doing well, and hi Lil :)
lily: mumps chiux pox and plaque oh my
EWeston: The chinese did not invent the chair
Nabby: FM was cool
DJTweeny: how's by you, Lil?
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I've been there, NAbby!
Mr. Bark Bark: But they did invent the Ottoman.
Lil: Good
Bambi: hey Tween
Nabby: I saw you there Johan
Koyemsi: Plato invented the plate
shoes for the dead: this way
DJTweeny: lo dere Bambi :)
Dr. Memory: Welcome to side siX
pinholeF200: the plague, a cure for all your problems
Bambi :)
Lil: Well my dog injured herself so am playing nurse this evening
EWeston: Bet they stole it from the persians
Nabby: It's side six already
Mr. Bark Bark: I thought he invented the play dough.
Beet: It must be over, right? Uh oh
Elayne: Very nice Tween, thank you.
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I was in the reproving studio at the time… not a lot of fun...
||||||||| It's 9:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Nancy - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Cat - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
shoes for the dead: over what?
Beet: The End
Nabby: How did they do the voice slowdown
Bambi: one of ah, clem's favorite albums tonight ... next to Bozos of course
EWeston: John Watt inventer of the tea cozy
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: that was re-grooving studio...
Mr. Bark Bark: Watt?
Nabby: Proud Mary please
Bambi: ah, Merlyn! you are so sweet!
Bambi: ah, clem's name links to his memorial!
EWeston: Put an ampere in the armiture and semaphore my in the morning
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Iwanna hear TV Glides from Dear Friends, dear friends
Bambi: there will be many more stories up there
DJTweeny: yes it does, Bambi :)
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:56 PM and Deuce waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Elayne: That's about it for me and these aches. I can haz hibernate now?
Elayne: Bye al - next week!
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Nabby: Bbye Elayne
EWeston: Fuzzy times Elayne
shoes for the dead: take care Elayne
Koyemsi: My favourite TV guide entry from Radio Hour Hour was a movie called "Look Out for That Great Big Bird"
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Well, Dear Heads, I must be off! The Mariana Wine is finally kicking in!
lily: stay warm e
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: G'nite, Elaine!
DJTweeny: Hi Deuce
pinholeF200: nite nite El
Bambi: hey Alayne
Beet: I would love to hear recordings of their early live shows in L. A. One of them you played here was incredibly profound.
Bambi: Elayne
Nabby: Take care Hem
Dexter Fong: nIGHT e
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): See you soon, Nabby!
EWeston: Keep kool Stones
Nabby: It's called dope
||||||||| At 9:58 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Hemlock Stones (Genuine!)!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Sweet streams, Hemlock!
pinholeF200: a shmoke and a pancake
Mr. Bark Bark: I'm in desperate need of a fix, myself.
Beet: See ya E
Bambi: rest well Stones!
shoes for the dead: Tween, Neal Amid is always good
DJTweeny: ok shoes
||||||||| Ralph Spoilsport drives in through the door and says "Buy a new or used T-shirt from the Firesign Theatre Cafepress store! Hurry before this sentence ends!"
EWeston: Batmen take her purse
Nabby: What's up Deuce
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "9:59 PM and late as usual, it's llanwydd, just back from Florida."
llanwydd: anybody home?
lily: stop smoking your crayons
shoes for the dead: Llan!!
Bambi: hey llanwydd
EWeston: Depend on what youmean by home
Deuce: my car is screaming wash me please
Mr. Bark Bark: I am your home, yes.
Dexter Fong: Hi llan
DJTweeny: Hi Llan
pinholeF200: hiya llan
||||||||| Chick Lambert fades in and says: "I have no idea who this Friedstein Theatre is, but they 're honing in on my territory over at Duke of Madness Motors. Give 'em the what for, Storm!" "RUFF! RUFF!"
Nabby: Hi llan
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||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
EWeston: Take it to a voice coach
llanwydd: good to be back
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Greets, Llan!
lily: don't rein on my parade
Beet: hi llan
llanwydd: never heard this one before
EWeston: Parade only on bareback
||||||||| At 10:00 PM, Lil runs out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 10:01 PM, dragging Lil by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yahoo?"
Lil: Oops
Dexter Fong: yeah
Mr. Bark Bark: I'm so confused.
shoes for the dead: what?
||||||||| christine steps in at 10:01 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Bambi: hope everyone has been doing well
llanwydd: hi chris
EWeston: I mean in whose movie
lily: I did the same thing Lil
Lil: LOL
llanwydd: wallpaper your nest egg!!! LOL
Nabby is getting ready to teleport.
||||||||| Koyemsi rushes off, saying "10:02 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Evening, Christine!
Mr. Bark Bark: Doing well, but not doing good.
llanwydd: hey koy
||||||||| Outside, the 10:03 PM uptown bus from Texas pulls away, leaving Pocket Testicles coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
lily: you need to keep the pointy ends away from u
EWeston: Frequency registered, tachyons away!!!
Bambi: loved the book of drawings sent to me when ah, clem passed away. Thank you!
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Nite, Nabs, energize
Nabby: Must away.... Have a great 'n' groovy weekend, all! Thanks Tween & co.!
shoes for the dead: see ya Nabs
Beet: Nite, Nab
lily: chow nabster
EWeston: Yer wlcome. I got to put a new sculpture up in town last week
DJTweeny: be well, Nabby
Lil: c ya Nab
pinholeF200: bye Nab
Nabby: Press the button Johan
christine: im very old school bare with me
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Mr. Bark Bark: It's too cold to be bare.
EWeston: I can't bear that!
DJTweeny: Hi Pocket, christine
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I pressed the both of them!
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Anybody go for a BearWhiz?
pinholeF200: goat in the machine!
llanwydd: the sound went off for a moment
Dexter Fong: Too cold out
shoes for the dead: I'm Mossed, thanks
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: The moment went off for a sound
EWeston: We get drive by bear wizz up here
Lil: They don't deliver in this sector
Bambi: great to see you all ... I need to get some sleep very soon
Dexter Fong: EW: That's your carwash/road house then?
shoes for the dead: those bear whizz wherever they want
Lil: nity Bam
llanwydd: has mr ishikawa been here?
Mr. Bark Bark: 'Night, Bambi!
EWeston: Yes we have hopes of piping, someday
pinholeF200: does the Pope sh*t in the woods?
||||||||| Ralph Spoilsport drives in through the door and says "Buy a new or used T-shirt from the Firesign Theatre Cafepress store! Hurry before this sentence ends!"
Beet: Have a nice night Bambi
Bambi: I want to thank you all for the thoughts and gifts when ah, clem passed away. It has been a very hard time, and I am hanging in there. Love you all!
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Nite Bambam. Don't let Dick Cheney take you hunting
lily: Bambi Beet christine Dexter Fong DJTweeny EWeston Johan Amadeus Myjetski Lil lily llanwydd Mr. Bark Bark Nabby pinholeF200 Pocket Testicles Rufus_T_Firetween shoes for the dead night all and thanks DJtween for a lovely laugh
Dexter Fong: Been here and laft for vegas tommorow
shoes for the dead: Cat left early to go to Vegas, llan
llanwydd: aha
pinholeF200: see ya again soon lily
EWeston: Take care sailor
Beet: Goodnight lily
lily: thanks ew
llanwydd: the one part of america he likes
Deputy Dang: I haven't been to Vegas for at least 4 years. :-(
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Aloha Lily!
Mr. Bark Bark: Next time, Lily
shoes for the dead: by lily
DJTweeny: have a great week, lily
llanwydd: nite lil
Mudhead: I'm sleepy, g'nite all
llanwydd: nite muddy
||||||||| Mudhead is defenestrated just as the clock strikes 10:09 PM.
Mr. Bark Bark: We've been shooting' reds and yellows all day!
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 10:09 PM and Owned Man waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
llanwydd: hey man
DJTweeny: Hi OM
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
EWeston: Muddy dreams to yah
''Bob'': *yawn* Not very funny.
pinholeF200: hey, Man
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Deuce - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Elayne - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| squeeze_the_wheeze - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Nino - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Beet: Nite, Mud
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shoes for the dead: OM
||||||||| The TV flickers on, and Ralph Spoilsport appears: "How can you drive in two places at once when you don't have a genuine Ralph Spoilsport license plate frame? Get one for your car and one for the plate in your head!"
christine: where is my lobster fork
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Anything for an acid stomach, anyone?
EWeston: Somethings stuck in my abdonim
shoes for the dead: stuck in the jellyfish, Chris
christine: ew
pinholeF200: judy collins-didn't she sing Looked at Sh*t From Both Sides Now
Dexter Fong: Castherwiid, please get christine a lobster fork please
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, belay that order
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear Dexter Fong
christine: i see things better
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: No, Pin, that was Joni Mitchell
Deputy Dang: My fence???
EWeston: I see thingd butter
pinholeF200: everything's better with butter, even bacon
llanwydd: ewww
christine: that and something else LOL?
EWeston: It's trans fudd free
Owned Man: I've seen life from both ends of a lobster fork.
christine: laundry sux
llanwydd: I haven't even had lobster in over 20 years
llanwydd: much less a lobster fork
christine: pitch fork for that
llanwydd: I used to eat a lot of it when I worked on lobster boats
shoes for the dead: eat all yer pay
christine: im not a fan of seafood but in one tract of firesign......
EWeston: Lob sta
Merlyn: lobster used to be for poor people
christine: old school
shoes for the dead: opium anchovie eyes
Dexter Fong: Lobster abnd oysters
christine: catch and eat eh....lol
EWeston: All I know is I remembered its taste for a month every time I burped
Dexter Fong: What did you do for the side dished EW
christine: and thats why i never tried the seafood
llanwydd: I could live on sushi
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I eat nothing that wears its skeleton on the outside..
llanwydd: if I could afford it
Rufus_T_Firetween: Hey folks, make sure you're getting the notices for Firesign shows >>
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christine: its on an old album.....only is why i keep saying it
EWeston: I beat the eagle off and gave her a quick mouth to mouth resusitation job
christine: find it and send me the link and i will buy it
Rufus_T_Firetween: There are two other Firesign fan pages on FB, "It's Just This Little Chromium Switch" and "Firesign Theatre" (as opposed to the official "The Firesign Theatre"
llanwydd: I just turned off Peter. he was getting boring
christine: do not beat eagles please
Rufus_T_Firetween: the new Oz shows were very political, Llan
EWeston: I tryed bleating them off, but they all laughed
llanwydd: yeah, I know. it's just hard to pay attention and chat at the same time
Rufus_T_Firetween: I have DOMM, but that doesn't cover material they did on RFO before '70
christine: multitask much?
Rufus_T_Firetween: lol christine
Beet: idiotlogical
Dexter Fong: A freaki' commercial
EWeston: The power of density thunking
Dexter Fong: Oy veh!!
christine: 70's rule
EWeston: 70's thump
christine: shush you dont know
EWeston: I'm familiar with slush howerever
christine: no slush more cowbell
EWeston: I've got the restaining order to prove it
pinholeF200: buy bye by
christine: you do not
Dexter Fong: afkfr
shoes for the dead: again, EW?
EWeston: Hey its the first one this week
llanwydd: well, I'm getting tired. goodnight everybody
shoes for the dead: thought you resolved that
Beet: When Peter made these predictions they made perfect sense. It shows how brain dead the electorate is that they didn't see the logic.
||||||||| 10:24 PM -- llanwydd left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
EWeston: Druid dreams Illan
||||||||| It's 10:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| lily - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Bambi - dead from jaundice
||||||||| ''Bob'' - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Dr. Memory - dead from measles
||||||||| Nabby - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Pocket Testicles - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Beet: G'Nite Llan
EWeston: Well I haven't shown the DA some convincing video, yet
pinholeF200: Yakov Smirnoff described Clinton as Sex between two Bushes
pinholeF200: Nite Llan
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Farethee well, Llan!
Mr. Bark Bark: Heh heh
shoes for the dead: the judge is blind tho
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: It was another case of American blind justice...
EWeston: I shouldn't have tied his shoelaces together
pinholeF200: won't look at the 27 eight-by-ten color glossy photos
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: W/ circles & arrows on the back of each one explaining what each one was
||||||||| christine leaves to catch the 10:27 PM train to Hellmouth.
EWeston: Have you rehabilitated yourelf?
DJTweeny: These new Oz broadcasts really deal with topics of the day, so probably not so great to play on the show :/
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: You got a lot of gaul, EW!
Dexter Fong: kinda agree Tween
DJTweeny: Will find some earlier Oz stuff for you in the future, or at least stuff that's lett topical
Dexter Fong: That's the trouble wioth spedifically dated material
DJTweeny: *stuff that's not so topical
EWeston: I was trying to corner the market
Beet: Peter really liked this singer
shoes for the dead: you own land in France EW?
DJTweeny: What's his name, Beet?
EWeston: Got's celtic roots. I hope the transplants work
Beet: Josh Woodward
DJTweeny: haven't heard of him
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: You know, with the political situation NEEDS someone like Peter saying these things
DJTweeny: Wish Peter was still around to do that, for sure
Beet: He's got a really good Youtube channel
EWeston: An actual ethical news media would do wonders for the USA
pinholeF200: ever heard Richard Thompson's "Dad's Gonna Kill Me"
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Reminds me of a Phil Ochs, called "While I'm Here"
DJTweeny: I haven't
||||||||| Deputy Dang rushes off, saying "10:33 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
EWeston: Just in case he thought we forgot, hi NSA guy
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Phil Ochs song, that is. I do like R. Thompson
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: too
pinholeF200: great antiwar song and great guitar solo
DJTweeny: lol EW
Beet: Has a really good youtube channel
||||||||| dude waltzes in at 10:34 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
shoes for the dead: dude!
Beet: Please excuse the repeat. My computer froze for a moment
pinholeF200: petraeus--wasn't he the general with the wife with bad hair?
EWeston: He's up for letting his girl friend in on a few CIA secrets
pinholeF200: gave a new meaning to "All In"
shoes for the dead: when hair goes bad.............
DJTweeny: wb dude
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Dexter Fong: ...and an old meaning to "All Out"
EWeston: I think I'd vote for him ahead of the current GOP clown car occupants
Beet: The song we just heard: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xui3d6cvnn0
DJTweeny: Beet, you need to get one of those 'computer sweaters'
EWeston: Just don't leave him along with any unattached female
Beet: Where do i get one?
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Owned Man - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| plague - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** FIRESIGN THEATRE and OZ PODCASTS are available for the price of your firstborn chinchilla (free) from the iTunes Store, and online: FST podcasts at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/podcasting/indexx.html - and RADIO FREE OZ podcasts at >> http://www.radiofreeoz.com/
pinholeF200: R Thompson's song on youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UyV8gV7HYp4
EWeston: Try craigslist Beet
Dexter Fong: Beet: Thanks for the lnk..nice jpb
Beet: OK
EWeston: Its the internet, you can trust it
Dexter Fong: Tween; This one always make's me think about Kend^
EWeston: One maybe crawling up my leg
||||||||| Ralph Spoilsport drives in through the door and says "Buy a new or used T-shirt from the Firesign Theatre Cafepress store! Hurry before this sentence ends!"
pinholeF200: like the government, just ask an Indian
shoes for the dead: the ones from Bulgaria are thr best
||||||||| Catherwood tosses another cheese log on the fire and intones, "If you want to keep the cornstarch off your mukluks this season, buy a hoodie or a sweatshirt at the Firesign corner Cafepress store."
Beet: One of my favorite bits
DJTweeny: Dexter Fong: Tween; This one always make's me think about Kend^ << how so?
DJTweeny: one of my all-time fav skits
EWeston: Right next to the chinese surplus music deal, another goodie
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Well, I'm forked for tonight. Hear you all next week same fire sign, same fire station!
EWeston: Keepem flyin dsd
Beet: I like when you buy a book the return address says "Chinese Surplus Music Deal"
Dexter Fong: Tween; THERE ARE LINES IN THIS BIT WHERE NAMES are scrambled...Kend^ used ont of them...have'nt heard from hime in way long
pinholeF200: so long JAM
EWeston: da da dad
Beet: See Ya Johann
Mr. Bark Bark: Ah, that son of mine...
shoes for the dead: nitey Jo
EWeston: Austerity sucks
Dexter Fong: Tween: BTW; I'm away next week you be playing "Maiderns" if I had to pick one as a favorite, Maidens is it
DJTweeny: Haven't heard from KenD in a long time, either
Dexter Fong: Tween: Tha's whatI'm sayin'bro
DJTweeny: OK Dex, I'll hold off on Maidens until the week after
Dexter Fong: lol
Dexter Fong: I appreciatede that Tween, but I certainly don't insist on that
DJTweeny: I don't mind
DJTweeny: lots of other stuff to play
DJTweeny: some long Hour Hour bits that I haven't been able to play because of time constraints
Dexter Fong: I feel like I have to listen to Fox News for 45 minutes or so.....fair and balanced? =))
||||||||| New notice: 'Thanks to Radio Free Dishnuts, that’s www.dishnuts.net, for providing the streaming server for the simulcast. Be sure to join me (Kurt in Austin) for my live RADIO FREE ROADKILL show from 6-8pm EST every Sunday at www.dishnuts.net, and listen to my show archives and ARCHIVES FOR FIRESIGN CHAT SHOWS at: www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow'
EWeston: Deranged blare more like
Dexter Fong: Ditto Tween
Lil: Really enjoying this show Tweeny
DJTweeny: Dexter Fong: I feel like I have to listen to Fox News for 45 minutes or so.....fair and balanced? =)) << noooooooo
Dexter Fong: Don't jump so EW...there was a smiley at the end of that
EWeston: To be fair Joe Scarborough does the same for MSNBC
DJTweeny: glad to hear, Lil :)
Lil: Also meant to tell you I appreciate your archiving them
Beet: I enjoyed this of course. Thanks to all my Firesign buddies. Thanks to the masterful Tween. G'Nite evryone.
shoes for the dead: Thanks Tween
Dexter Fong: EW:Are you going to Scarborough? Fair?
Mr. Bark Bark: OK, night, all!
Lil: Nite Beet
shoes for the dead: Park it and Lock it!!
pinholeF200: tnx for laffs Tween have a good week
EWeston: That's it Gerrys run off, well so will I bye folks glod bless
Lil: Night Barkie
Dexter Fong: Thanks to you Tween abd Rufus and also always to Merlin
DJTweeny: Thanks for listening everybody, and have a great week. See you next time, same FireTime, same FireStation...
EWeston: No Dex I believe in UFO's
Lil: Bye everybody for now
||||||||| pinholeF200 scurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's pinholeF200?! It's 10:54 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
||||||||| It's 10:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| dude - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, please give Eweston this plate of scrambled eggs
||||||||| Catherwood brings eweston this plate of scrambled eggs.
Dexter Fong: Night Lil
Lil: Night Dexie
Dexter Fong: Night fear Friends
DJTweeny: Until last time, again...
||||||||| "10:57 PM? I'm late!" exclaims DJTweeny, who then rushes out through the french doors and down through the flowerbeds.
Lil: Sometimes this feels like Romper Room LOL
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Merlyn: night all
||||||||| Merlyn rushes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Merlyn?! It's 11:07 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Lil - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Beet - dead from the common cold
||||||||| shoes for the dead - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Mr. Bark Bark - dead from measles
||||||||| Johan Amadeus Myjetski - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| EWeston - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Rufus_T_Firetween - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 11:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Captain Equinox - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| 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:
Bambi
Beet
Bobbelieu
''Bob''
Captain Equinox
Cat
christine
Deputy Dang
Deuce
Dexter Fong
DJTweeny
Dr. Memory
dude
Elayne
EWeston
Govslugwell
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!)
Johan Amadeus Myjetski
Koyemsi
Lil
lily
llanwydd
Merlyn
Mr. Bark Bark
Mudhead
Nabby
Nancy
Nino
Owned Man
pinholeF200
plague
Rufus_T_Firetween
shoes for the dead
squeeze_the_wheeze
Tirebiter
URL References:
http://firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php
http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=tcotrw-rv
http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=wfte-ln
http://firesigntheatre.com/podcasting/indexx.html
http://laugh.com/product/firesign-theatre-waiting-for-the-electrician-cd-audio-only/
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.youtube.com/watch?v=UyV8gV7HYp4
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xui3d6cvnn0
www.dishnuts.net
www.firesigntheatre.com
www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow
http://www.radiofreeoz.com/



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