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Subject: Cleveland Devival - A Sociopath's Perspective
From: iDRMRSR
Newsgroups: alt.slack
Date: Sat, Mar 16, 2002 3:36 PM
Sheeyit! That was one hell of a show!
Stang's video efforts were absolutely not wasted. Completely perfeshunul show, including huge screen projected video that was watchable and provided an effective backdrop to the sounds of Melodious Chops and Revelrie, ESO, and the man himself, Stang. Stang and ESO were sporting new haberdashery that included a full PopeSuit, complete with mitre (but lacking the orale or Papal Veil beloved of crossword puzzle solvers). But Stang in lace would have been like gilding the rose.
The venue was fantastic though it did lack the earthy ambience of the Euclid Tavern, and not a single toilet overflowed nor was there much tang of dried urine in the air. Which I imagine will be remedied sometime this afternoon as the piss from last night dries out.
Despite his lack of sleep, Stang ranted on to the middle aged depressed suicidal tendencies of a good hunk of the crowd. There was not the usual what the hell is this all about college crowd, no, moreso the devout SubGenius regulars, which now seem to include some younger swivel hipped females to enhance the crowd watching. We Yeti found plenty of chairs to park our asses while the children danced (or perhaps that was convulsions). Yes, it all comes down to getting that NEXT hot pastrami sandwich...could Samuel Beckett have foreseen that in Waiting for Godot.
The iDRMRSR body double was there, a Jerry Garcia looking dude of similar weight and shape, reddish hair, sitting on the West side of the room, and myself, on the East Side to balance out the luck plane. The other kid who usually shows up with all kinds of twist lights and twirls shit, well he and a companion were there in orange Guantanamo Camp X ray garb. The whole show had a kind of nostalgic war/anti-war theme reminiscent of the late 60's, only about Bush and Osama instead of Nixon and Ho Chi Minh.
Princess Wei enchanted the crowd with her ululations along with Revelrie and Sister Melodious Chops. Prostata Cantata was there, and also Saint N, and a host of familiar faces. Praise Bob, this was a real show with REAL dementertainment.
The audio man had managed to set the console so as to promote bleeding from the ears as ESO twanged through the night and we sucked down our Little Kings and Straubs by the dozens. IMBJR and LeMur were up there on the BIG SCREEN courtesy of Stang's careful and respectful editing of their Holy art, and the enormous Blackout Steel Dobbshead was on stage to hypnofuck us all.
Twas a night to remember, and Bob even managed to kill a Pink for us as some dude got his Lexus SUV all demolished on the street outside the Beachland. And Chas from ESO had to make the announcement...is anybody here the owner of a white Lexus shitbox, license XXXX? Of course not, not a SubG.
Pix from my humble efforts are available on ABS soon...
Subject: Re: Cleveland Devival - A Sociopath's Perspective
From: Curtis R Anderson
iDRMRSR wrote:
[...] The venue was fantastic though it did lack the earthy ambience of the Euclid Tavern, and not a single toilet overflowed nor was there much tang of dried urine in the air. Which I imagine will be remedied sometime this afternoon as the piss from last night dries out.
I was emailing Stang suggesting they keep this place as long as possible. The location is very convenient for us out-of-townies, plenty of brews available including the Most Holy Of Guinness Stout.
Despite his lack of sleep, Stang ranted on to the middle aged depressed suicidal tendencies of a good hunk of the crowd. There was not the usual what the hell is this all about college crowd, no, moreso the devout SubGenius regulars, which now seem to include some younger swivel hipped females to enhance the crowd watching. We Yeti found plenty of chairs to park our asses while the children danced (or perhaps that was convulsions). Yes, it all comes down to getting that NEXT hot pastrami sandwich...could Samuel Beckett have foreseen that in Waiting for Godot.
What about those "Ring-around-the-rosy-a-pocketfull-of-posey" dancers off to our left? I had to snag a picture of those.
The other young female dancers gave me, well, quite warm thoughts.
[...] Princess Wei enchanted the crowd with her ululations along with Revelrie and Sister Melodious Chops. Prostata Cantata was there, and also Saint N, and a host of familiar faces. Praise Bob, this was a real show with REAL dementertainment.
Saint N was a treat to talk to. I braced for the worst with Revelrie (think The Shaggs) until another participant told me about the tavern operator's opinion of the "bad acoustic stuff" next door. Wei and Chopps endured all sorts of monitor problems on stage during their set. Their treatment of the Kellogg's Rice Krispies jingle will leave me avoiding the highly pink Kellogg's products for a long time now. Discount stores like Aldi fill the bill well at 40% of the price.
The audio man had managed to set the console so as to promote bleeding from the ears as ESO twanged through the night and we sucked down our Little Kings and Straubs by the dozens. IMBJR and LeMur were up there on the BIG SCREEN courtesy of Stang's careful and respectful editing of their Holy art, and the enormous Blackout Steel Dobbshead was on stage to hypnofuck us all.
Tell me about it. My ears are still BLEEDING from the BARRAGE!
Twas a night to remember, and Bob even managed to kill a Pink for us as some dude got his Lexus SUV all demolished on the street outside the Beachland. And Chas from ESO had to make the announcement...is anybody here the owner of a white Lexus shitbox, license XXXX? Of course not, not a SubG.
I had to tell my mother about that one. Chas was right, we wouldn't be driving a Pinkmobile like that.
> Pix from my humble efforts are available on ABS soon...
Nice to have met you. I was the fellow to the left taking other sorts of wierd pictures of things. My thumbnails are up. Stang will get a CD-R from me which I'll mail out on Monday. There's just too much of it to do any other way. -- Curtis R. Anderson, Co-creator of "Gleepy the Hen", SP 2.5?, KoX Vacuum a cat today! (The rest of this space is reserved.) http://www.madbbs.com/~gleepy/ ICQ: 50137888 mailto:gleepy@intelligencia.com UTM: PS 7036 7315, zone 17 ----------------------------------------------------------------------
From: prostata@bronze.coil.com (The Stinking Bishop Prostata Cantata MP)
iDRMRSR <alexithymia@depression.org.east> wrote:
Sheeyit! That was one hell of a show!
indeed! that was the coolest stage backdrop EVER.
the video from the Bolex Brothers, "Day of the subgenius" is fantastic.
Despite his lack of sleep, Stang ranted on to the middle aged depressed suicidal tendencies of a good hunk of the crowd.
yeah. I wish I could muster that kinda energy without sleep. There is no WAY I coulda done that, and I'm a couple of years younger. Amazing.
Princess Wei enchanted the crowd with her ululations along with Revelrie and Sister Melodious Chops. Prostata Cantata was there, and also Saint N, and a host of familiar faces. Praise Bob, this was a real show with REAL dementertainment.
'twas good to meet you in person. I'm not always that "out of it", BTW.
I've put a few pics on ABS also. I was fooling around with long exposures and trying different ways to hold the camera REAL STILL. Some of the shots came out ok. got about 15 decent ones out of 50-60 that I took.
-P Cantata
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I have burped, farted, and sneezed at the same time, and I am still
alive. --Dan Povenmire, Los Angeles
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From: "Geo" <geovoice@earthlink.net>
"iDRMRSR"
> Sheeyit! That was one hell of a show!
Assuredly:) I was milling about with the Three Corners folks(Pittsburgh/Detroit/Columbus) Saint N, Hellena, Joy D Veeve, Prostata Contata, Rev. Jim, St. Patty and meself were holding up the luck plain in our lil section. We did have to retire to the rear bar section to recover our hearing, and refuel on the various substances available. Melodious Chopps was great, as was the massive video barrage (that new stuff do be a-kickin' some ass, don't it?) As usual, Dr. Dark was there with his usual rapier slack filled wit, which did slice through the night like a beacon:))
Great Salutations to all, and now it's up to the folk at Indyvival to beat up some pinks down a-there!!!!!!!!
PRABOB,
Rev.Geo
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From: "Rev. Ivan Stang" <stang@subgenius.com>
In article <D10AFC759566C58E.1EEC818E7FD12A35.9C8FBACC3AD5C8A2@lp.airnews.net>, iDRMRSR <alexithymia@depression.org.east> wrote:
> Sheeyit! That was one hell of a show!
Everybody so far said it was a classic devival and everything worked. We ALMOST had my DAD there, but he left town before the show, ostensibly to visit my daughter, but probably fearing the worst. Luckily the turnout was good, nothing awful happened, and he would have been relieved to see that I really do get paid actual money for this. Eh, such as it is. Come to think of it, it's good that my dad wasn't there.
>
> Stang's video efforts were absolutely not wasted.
My main worry was whether the $35 for the screen rental, and whatever I owe ACE for the projector, was worth it.
The mechanism by which the screen frame expanded and collapsed was a source of great wonder to drunken onlookers before and after the show.
> Stang and ESO were
> sporting new haberdashery that included a full PopeSuit, complete with
> mitre (but lacking the orale or Papal Veil beloved of crossword puzzle
> solvers).
That lit-up Pope suit was made for some other project by Rev. Bunny, the textiles profesor who made my other two Cool Preaching Jackets, but she gave it to the Church. Wei added the Dobbsheads. Chas made his new outfits himself.
The venue was fantastic though it did lack the earthy ambience of the Euclid Tavern, and not a single toilet overflowed nor was there much tang of dried urine in the air. Which I imagine will be remedied sometime this afternoon as the piss from last night dries out.
I noticed in last week's Scene mag they called the owner of the Beachland, Cindy Barber, one of the 10 Most Powerful People in Cleveland Music. I guess that means she can beat Mushroomhead arm-wrestling. Even famous type bands play the Beachland frequently. And there are CHAIRS and TABLES at this place, and they serve FOOD!! And COFFEE! I myself partook of a fine burger with fries.
The managers and employees and the sound guy were all helpful and
friendly-like.
Despite his lack of sleep, Stang ranted on to the middle aged depressed suicidal tendencies of a good hunk of the crowd. There was not the usual what the hell is this all about college crowd, no, moreso the devout SubGenius regulars, which now seem to include some younger swivel hipped females to enhance the crowd watching.
I have scoped out the array of hip swivellers well in advance, and when I called for "volunteers from the audience" they had actually been picked out in advance... Rev. Sinzia and her friend.
We Yeti found plenty of
chairs to park our asses while the children danced (or perhaps that was convulsions). Yes, it all comes down to getting that NEXT hot pastrami sandwich...could Samuel Beckett have foreseen that in Waiting for Godot.
The iDRMRSR body double was there, a Jerry Garcia looking dude of similar weight and shape, reddish hair, sitting on the West side of the room, and myself, on the East Side to balance out the luck plane.
I've known that fellow for a long time, he's an old OLD old Chameleon Club member. Actually it would take two or three of you to balance out him. You're like a skipping, mincing little Pippi Longstockings in a tutu compared to him. He's a long time SubGenius supporter as well as a big one.
>The
> other kid who usually shows up with all kinds of twist lights and twirls
> shit, well he and a companion were there in orange Guantanamo Camp X ray
> garb.
She's Rev. Sooty Woodmouth, who calls the ESO show about once a month or so. That couple used to be so rambunctious that it took a couple of shows before we realized they were harmless, indeed they were just being Good SubGeniuses! It wouldn't be an Ohio Devival without those guys.
The whole show had a kind of nostalgic war/anti-war theme reminiscent of the late 60's, only about Bush and Osama instead of Nixon and Ho Chi Minh.
I was running around fussing with recorders and cameras, and sometimes even studying my lines (!! -- can you believe it), so I missed the details of Lonesome Cowboy Dave's turn as a ragheaded Osama like character. Luckily the cassette tape off the board (thanks to Rev. Volkerding for the tape recorder) sounds very clear so I'll probably end up hearing it a dozen times.
Princess Wei enchanted the crowd with her ululations along with Revelrie and Sister Melodious Chops. Prostata Cantata was there, and also Saint N, and a host of familiar faces. Praise Bob, this was a real show with REAL dementertainment.
Chas and I both had different bugs up our asses that we were bound and determined to force on everybody. With me it was all the new video stuff, the very fact that I could project the shit from a.b.s. and my computer up huge on a screen like that and have it look halfway decent. Chas had this "dream set" of new covers of old tunes that were new to ESO, plus he has been really hot about switching to bass guitar from keyboards precisely for the reasons delineated by Frank Zappa in his writings about rock and roll show biz. And the war has prompted this perverse military theme that bled over from the radio show, sort of.
The audio man had managed to set the console so as to promote bleeding from the ears as ESO twanged through the night and we sucked down our Little Kings and Straubs by the dozens. IMBJR and LeMur were up there on the BIG SCREEN courtesy of Stang's careful and respectful editing of their Holy art, and the enormous Blackout Steel Dobbshead was on stage to hypnofuck us all.
I wanted to put it in front of the pulpit, since it's fairly bulletproof, but it blocked all of Ed Strange's frilly-work on the sides of we did that. Also, I am leery of letting that thing get too near the sticky fingers of any actual real-life Bobbies that might exist. I have just about never met any, but such nasty beings have been known to dart into holy areas and run off with sacred icons.
Twas a night to remember, and Bob even managed to kill a Pink for us as some dude got his Lexus SUV all demolished on the street outside the Beachland. And Chas from ESO had to make the announcement...is anybody here the owner of a white Lexus shitbox, license XXXX? Of course not, not a SubG.
That wreck? Oh, we always do those outside Devivals. That's part of the satire, like the overdoses and vomiting. In L.A. and NYC we can have KNIFINGS done, but in the Midwest you have to stick with property damage only. Unless you have backing from a record company. The better known bands can have knifings, even shootings right IN the venue if they want, even in places like Cleveland. I'm so jealous of those bastards. But then, rock groups in South America can set up whole bombings.
>
> Pix from my humble efforts are available on ABS soon...
Thanks for posting those so quick!
-- 4th Stangian Orthodox MegaFisTemple Lodge of the Wrath of Dobbs Yeti, Resurrected P.O. Box 181417, Cleveland, OH 44118 (fax 216-320-9528) A subsidiary of: The SubGenius Foundation, Inc. / P.O. Box 140306, Dallas, TX 75214 SubSITE: http://www.subgenius.com PRABOB ----------------------------------------------------------------------
From: "Rev. Ivan Stang" <stang@subgenius.com>
In article <3C93C795.2BB8A7FD@intelligencia.com>, Curtis R Anderson <gleepy@intelligencia.com> wrote:
Saint N was a treat to talk to. I braced for the worst with Revelrie (think The Shaggs) until another participant told me about the tavern operator's opinion of the "bad acoustic stuff" next door. Wei and Chopps endured all sorts of monitor problems on stage during their set. Their treatment of the Kellogg's Rice Krispies jingle will leave me avoiding the highly pink Kellogg's products for a long time now. Discount stores like Aldi fill the bill well at 40% of the price.
Sister Melodious Chopps usually plays coffee shops and pagan fests under the name Victoria Ganger and Revelry. Revelry being the two back up babes, Princess Wei and our friend M.A. Melodious writes all the songs, with the exception of the Rice Crispies cover. She has written and recorded a lot of original romantic, bluesy, and Celtic-y songs, which they knew better than to play at a Devival. Thus she stuck to just "Bob" songs and computer geek novelty songs.
>
> Tell me about it. My ears are still BLEEDING from the BARRAGE!
Mine are still bleeding from an Alice Cooper concert in 1971, so this level of sound is nothing to me.
of a white Lexus shitbox, license XXXX? Of course not,
not a SubG.
I had to tell my mother about that one. Chas was right, we wouldn't be driving a Pinkmobile like that.
Only because we wouldn't be able to AFFORD to, probably.
Subject: Re: Cleveland Devival - A Sociopath's Perspective From: iDRMRSR <alex.i.thymia@depression.org>
Stinking:
>>Some of
the shots came out ok. got about 15 decent ones out of 50-60 that I
took.<<
That's the lubberly thing about digital "film". You can go out on a shoot, fuck up really bad, and not waste any money on processing or whatever. Then run the damn things through photo-whatever and fix them up nice. I gotta get me one or two of them 128 MB cards so I can go full resolution and still get hundreds of pix on one card. Photography is 5% talent, 45% luck and the rest, just the law of averages.
If only they made decent batteries. My cheapo cam burns a set after about 50 exposures. Damn thing actually gets hot to hold. Right when somebody is reaching for their pecker, too, or something equally memorable.
I do have one pic of Princess Wei's trailer up close accidentally took when I was fiddling with the camera settings in the dark. I won't post it as long as Stang coughs up the ransom.
From: "Rev. Ivan Stang" <stang@subgenius.com> Message-ID: <180320021736218190%stang@subgenius.com>
In article <koi07a.qbh1.ln@news.concourse.com>, The Stinking Bishop Prostata Cantata MP <prostata@bronze.coil.com> wrote:
>
> the video from the Bolex Brothers, "Day of the subgenius" is fantastic.
It's too bad the sound was so muddled; when you can hear it clearly, the SubGenius 2-D cut-out characters are muttering lines from The Brag to themselves in various European accents. (I can see why they didn't use the Texas-style Brag recording I sent them -- actually there's ONE SENTENCE buried in there.)
Yeh, I was flabbergasted. They did that film in 7 weeks on a budget of NOTHING -- just the equipment at the office. They ARE an award winning commercial animation company ALSO, they do stuff like this on the side, to fend off Pinkness.
No money changed hands on this project, I'm sorry to say. But it sure looks great and is a wonderful addition to existing known SubGenius art styles.
The huge Cootie is my faborite touch but most people crack up at the bobbing "Bob" on the dashboard of the "Sub-Genie-Ice" Ice Cream truck.
Despite his lack of sleep, Stang ranted on to the middle aged depressed suicidal tendencies of a good hunk of the crowd. There was not the
yeah. I wish I could muster that kinda energy without sleep. There is no WAY I coulda done that, and I'm a couple of years younger. Amazing.
!! You're a couple of DECADES younger!
I was a sleep deprived wreck before and after the devival per se. Getting up in front of 200 primate eyes automatically pumps you up to full attention using hidden reserves of panic. I knew that would happen, I wasn't too worried about doing the show once it started, it was not collapsing BEFORE I went on that was my worry. Luckily Pater Nostril and Toth Wilder arrived early and helped with the projector related crap and the swag table.
Wei and I have basically been sleeping, or sleep walking, since then.
>
>
> I've put a few pics on ABS also. I was fooling around with long
> exposures and trying different ways to hold the camera REAL STILL. Some of
> the shots came out ok. got about 15 decent ones out of 50-60 that I took.
>
It's worth the effort... the ones that work are weeeeird and coooool.
From: "Rev. Ivan Stang" <stang@subgenius.com>
In article <BA3241330B55A481.D99A88D22AA2BAA1.1B87946810EB8B00@lp.airnews.net>, iDRMRSR <alex.i.thymia@depression.org> wrote:
Dang, though, that digital camcorder in the back musta been really good. The whole area was lit up by the little LCD viewing screen. Thing made the whole place (dark as it was) look like it was lit by floods. Somebody got a good record of the events!
US! That was the ACE mini-DV camera, manned by our pal Mike, who still has the gear and the tape. I am interested in how the sound sounds on that. The cassette off the board is clear as a bell, but, like most board tapes, TOO clear and with no crowd ambience.
On the other hand, that was probably the alien device from which the entire show was really emanating. Holograms and all that, you know.
In a way it was. That same camera is the one used to suck the a.b.s. and computer animation off my Macintosh and onto a VHS tape for projecting. The same background footage was being recursively looped through it, one might say -- were one on drugs.
> There *was* a telltale trace of ozone in the air. Or maybe that was
> just frop.
Come to think of it I don't remember whiffing any actual Frop in the place, or even common wog hemp! Perhaps because they had so many DECENT beers for sale.
I had eaten some chili earlier and perhaps that accounted for the ozone or sulphurous smell you mention.
Well, perhaps we'll meet again in Indianapolis. I should post the top ten reasons why that might happen, starting with Premature Rupsture. Then if we make it, we kin laff.
I'm gonna go to that Indianapolis devival, but it will be to kick Rev. Chris Li's ass for making eyes at my honey that one time, and then bragging about it.
--
4th Stangian Orthodox MegaFisTemple Lodge of the Wrath of Dobbs Yeti,
Resurrected
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Subject: Re: Cleveland Devival - A Sociopath's Perspective From: Curtis R Anderson <gleepy@intelligencia.com>
iDRMRSR wrote:
That's the lubberly thing about digital "film". You can go out on a shoot, fuck up really bad, and not waste any money on processing or whatever. Then run the damn things through photo-whatever and fix them up nice. I gotta get me one or two of them 128 MB cards so I can go full resolution and still get hundreds of pix on one card. Photography is 5% talent, 45% luck and the rest, just the law of averages.
Not to mention the Pinks at those film developing places complaining about the subject matter.
I should have a 128MB or 192MB card as well, preferably one of each. The price fell on those compared to mid-2000. Then maybe I won't have to run home from 5X-Day on two separate occasions, a "much easier" 40 mile trip east along I-86. Unless, of course, I get a laptop positioned closer at my mother's house, where my kitties will be watched.
Speaking of 5X-Day, an ideal service would be to offer 35mm color negative film developing, maybe even in a "workshop" setting where folks learn how to develop their own. Then have a negative scanner ready to scan the negatives onto digital media and also on to a.b.s.
I do have one pic of Princess Wei's trailer up close accidentally took when I was fiddling with the camera settings in the dark. I won't post it as long as Stang coughs up the ransom.
Darnit. No, really, Wei is a lovely woman. Let's be nice. -- Curtis R. Anderson, Co-creator of "Gleepy the Hen", SP 2.5?, KoX Vacuum a cat today! (The rest of this space is reserved.) http://www.madbbs.com/~gleepy/ ICQ: 50137888 mailto:gleepy@intelligencia.com UTM: PS 7036 7315, zone 17 ----------------------------------------------------------------------
Subject: Re: Cleveland Devival - A Sociopath's Perspective From: prostata@bronze.coil.com (The Stinking Bishop Prostata Cantata MP)
I was at the bar there getting a Guinness and some kid looks up from his rollingrock and says
"What's the attraction of that stuff anyway"
uh..... yeah....
-- ------- I have burped, farted, and sneezed at the same time, and I am still alive. --Dan Povenmire, Los Angeles ----------------------------------------------------------------------
Subject: Re: Cleveland Devival - A Sociopath's Perspective From: "Rev. Ivan Stang" <stang@subgenius.com>
In article <MCWk8.25894$Vx1.2216101@newsread1.prod.itd.earthlink.net>, Geo <geovoice@earthlink.net> wrote:
Great Salutations to all, and now it's up to the folk at Indyvival to beat up some pinks down a-there!!!!!!!!
I hardly got a chance to do anything but say Howdy to anybody. We meant to invite everybody over to the house afterwards but everybody was gone by the time I could peel myself off the prop room floor.
Although it does seem like every SubGenius in the place had ALSO been going sleepless or had been sick.
I vividly remember Hellena Handbasket looking so startling that I was
struck speechless!
--
4th Stangian Orthodox MegaFisTemple Lodge of the Wrath of Dobbs Yeti,
Resurrected
P.O. Box 181417, Cleveland, OH 44118 (fax 216-320-9528)
A subsidiary of:
The SubGenius Foundation, Inc. / P.O. Box 140306, Dallas, TX 75214
SubSITE: http://www.subgenius.com PRABOB