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| - | "There wasn't much to do with the coming season, we were out -- and the thing is, there was nothing. We could fill it -- it was our chance to be ***t*, <small>''(-ed. though the words here are unintelligible, experts consent to poe*s)''</small> our chance to get the fuck out of Littlelon and shine. We needed a single idea something huge and swinging about, clumsily, expertly panning the latest releases. | ||
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| Anything worth anything would have done. We had shit. But then, it all changed. We had 1990. [[Stimes Addisson]] left his show ''The Association Hour'' in 1989 but went back to radio, driven by storms in his personal life. He had at this point been living with [[Wilhemina Forkes|Brat Attack]]for about "a month or so." This rough figuration was to grow into the most fertile of ground -- Stimes had never stood so tall, so full of bravado -- all the while sinking his teeth into that enormous Hoagie, as if life itself lurked between those sullen layers of [[Transvestite|Ham]], Turkey and [[Adid|associated]] but Non-Aligned Nations. | Anything worth anything would have done. We had shit. But then, it all changed. We had 1990. [[Stimes Addisson]] left his show ''The Association Hour'' in 1989 but went back to radio, driven by storms in his personal life. He had at this point been living with [[Wilhemina Forkes|Brat Attack]]for about "a month or so." This rough figuration was to grow into the most fertile of ground -- Stimes had never stood so tall, so full of bravado -- all the while sinking his teeth into that enormous Hoagie, as if life itself lurked between those sullen layers of [[Transvestite|Ham]], Turkey and [[Adid|associated]] but Non-Aligned Nations. | ||
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| - | * ''(from the original Greek'') One year later. We produced a kind of radio play -- a film, but blinded. We made do -- mostly by advocating in this case the use of sound to offset the apparently fallible structure of cinema, relying on it does, in the end, on the eagerness of the eye to eat. ''(pg. 34)'' | + | * ''(from the original Greek)'' One year later. We produced a kind of radio play -- a film, but blinded. We made do -- mostly by advocating in this case the use of sound to offset the apparently fallible structure of cinema, relying on it does, in the end, on the eagerness of the eye to eat. ''(pg. 34)'' |
| - | *"There wasn't much to do with the coming season, we were out -- and the thing is, there was nothing. We could fill it -- it was our chance to be ***t*, <small>''(-ed. though the words here are unintelligible, experts consent to poe*s)''</small> our chance to get the fuck out of Littlelon and shine. We needed a single idea something huge and swinging about, clumsily, expertly panning the latest releases. | + | *"There wasn't much to do with the coming season, we were out -- and the thing is, there was nothing. We could fill it -- it was our chance to be ***t*, <small>''(-ed. though the words here are unintelligible, experts consent to poe*s)''</small> our chance to get the fuck out of Littlelon and shine. We needed a single idea something huge and swinging about, clumsily, expertly panning the latest releases. ''(pg. 53)'' |
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| - | to produce this radio play based on a series of poems he'd written many years earlier. The plot revolves around a mischevious [[pig]] who flies through time giving [[pancakes]] to priests from various Meso-American civilizations. | + | He wanted to produce this radio play based on a series of poems he'd written many years earlier. The plot revolves around a mischevious [[pig]] who flies through time giving [[pancakes]] to priests from various Meso-American civilizations. |
| A sequel to PV:HP was called ''Wampum Pups'' and featured leprechauns masquerading as dogs, whispering in the ear of a [[Guvernor Morris]] so stoned on opium his stomach revolts. There is a classic play within a play by his intestines called "The Dirty Secrets of the Lower Intestine." After the presentation, Morris jumps up from his reverie, runs out through the streets, murders a man in cold blood then sets to transcribing the US Constitution just in time for the Convention the next morning. The episode ends with Morris on the toilet, suffering yet obviously relieved. | A sequel to PV:HP was called ''Wampum Pups'' and featured leprechauns masquerading as dogs, whispering in the ear of a [[Guvernor Morris]] so stoned on opium his stomach revolts. There is a classic play within a play by his intestines called "The Dirty Secrets of the Lower Intestine." After the presentation, Morris jumps up from his reverie, runs out through the streets, murders a man in cold blood then sets to transcribing the US Constitution just in time for the Convention the next morning. The episode ends with Morris on the toilet, suffering yet obviously relieved. | ||
| The episode was never aired. | The episode was never aired. | ||
Revision as of 14:28, 30 Aug 2004
Anything worth anything would have done. We had shit. But then, it all changed. We had 1990. Stimes Addisson left his show The Association Hour in 1989 but went back to radio, driven by storms in his personal life. He had at this point been living with Brat Attackfor about "a month or so." This rough figuration was to grow into the most fertile of ground -- Stimes had never stood so tall, so full of bravado -- all the while sinking his teeth into that enormous Hoagie, as if life itself lurked between those sullen layers of Ham, Turkey and associated but Non-Aligned Nations.
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- (from the original Greek) One year later. We produced a kind of radio play -- a film, but blinded. We made do -- mostly by advocating in this case the use of sound to offset the apparently fallible structure of cinema, relying on it does, in the end, on the eagerness of the eye to eat. (pg. 34)
- "There wasn't much to do with the coming season, we were out -- and the thing is, there was nothing. We could fill it -- it was our chance to be ***t*, (-ed. though the words here are unintelligible, experts consent to poe*s) our chance to get the fuck out of Littlelon and shine. We needed a single idea something huge and swinging about, clumsily, expertly panning the latest releases. (pg. 53)
Non-Canonical Text
He wanted to produce this radio play based on a series of poems he'd written many years earlier. The plot revolves around a mischevious pig who flies through time giving pancakes to priests from various Meso-American civilizations.
A sequel to PV:HP was called Wampum Pups and featured leprechauns masquerading as dogs, whispering in the ear of a Guvernor Morris so stoned on opium his stomach revolts. There is a classic play within a play by his intestines called "The Dirty Secrets of the Lower Intestine." After the presentation, Morris jumps up from his reverie, runs out through the streets, murders a man in cold blood then sets to transcribing the US Constitution just in time for the Convention the next morning. The episode ends with Morris on the toilet, suffering yet obviously relieved.
The episode was never aired.
