It sounds like a version of "The Aristocrats". :-)
jeff
Provocative sonic propagation?
This is how invision this ?ber heady event:
Participant: Please, please, let's hear about your childhood.
T. Brinkmann: Very well. Where do I begin? My father was a
relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with
low-grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a
15-year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father
would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like
he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of
being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess
and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon,
luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was
insolent, I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds. Pretty
standard-really. At the age of 12, I received my first scribe. At
the age of 14, an Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my
testicles. There's nothing like a shorn scrotum, it's breathtaking I
suggest you try it.
sorry y'all.....had to do it.
No hard feelings Thomas....can I borrow that c+c music factory 12" you
always play?
Or can we have a discussion about how you think jazz is bulls++t?
Sorry, sorry...I can't stop!!!
