Bugger My Frustrations
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| - | A daring experiment in classical ballet, [[Cappy Trowbridge]]'s '''Bugger My Frustrations''' featured an all-amputee cast, each shambling player more truncated than the last. Introduced by generating random integers relating to the number of their remaining limbs, the dancers would appear on stage through a series of trapdoors and gunnysacks. Once upon the stage a chaosium ensued, the players shuffling about in molendinaceous motion, all the more befuddling for it's representation due to the glaring lack of extremities. The soundtrack was perhaps the most audacious element -- as much as it could be distinguished behind the deafening roar of cannons mounted in the orchestra pit. | + | [[Category:Extant Works]]A daring experiment in classical ballet, [[Cappy Trowbridge]]'s '''Bugger My Frustrations''' featured an all-amputee cast, each shambling player more truncated than the last. Introduced by generating random integers related to the number of remaining limbs, the dancers would appear on stage through a series of trapdoors and gunnysacks. |
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| + | : "Once upon the stage a chaosium ensued, the players shuffling about in molendinaceous gyration, all the more befuddling due to a glaring lack of extremity, lacking even in the dangling bits, fingers and splay-like shuffle sniggerings, the assumption being it all rattled in a lively fashion backstage -- The place in murderous ruin, where hobbly mounted stars were born, sifting breathlessly through a life . . . and exploded. Reviews called blatantly for a murder of the author, recontuers whipped madling from the tinkling buttress of a collapsing chandelier, tumblers of brandy stood fast to the wind -- bubbling mad fluid arm-holes, flashing dark mounted chimp like creatures, by anaolog reaching unplotted heights, each upon each other, like throats!" | ||
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| + | The soundtrack was perhaps the most audacious element -- as much as it could be distinguished behind the deafening roar of cannons mounted in the orchestra pit. | ||
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| - | [[The Weeping of the Widow's Kids]] | + | *[[The Weeping of the Widow's Kids]] |
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A daring experiment in classical ballet, Cappy Trowbridge's Bugger My Frustrations featured an all-amputee cast, each shambling player more truncated than the last. Introduced by generating random integers related to the number of remaining limbs, the dancers would appear on stage through a series of trapdoors and gunnysacks.
- "Once upon the stage a chaosium ensued, the players shuffling about in molendinaceous gyration, all the more befuddling due to a glaring lack of extremity, lacking even in the dangling bits, fingers and splay-like shuffle sniggerings, the assumption being it all rattled in a lively fashion backstage -- The place in murderous ruin, where hobbly mounted stars were born, sifting breathlessly through a life . . . and exploded. Reviews called blatantly for a murder of the author, recontuers whipped madling from the tinkling buttress of a collapsing chandelier, tumblers of brandy stood fast to the wind -- bubbling mad fluid arm-holes, flashing dark mounted chimp like creatures, by anaolog reaching unplotted heights, each upon each other, like throats!"
The soundtrack was perhaps the most audacious element -- as much as it could be distinguished behind the deafening roar of cannons mounted in the orchestra pit.
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