First!

Not only did I enjoy both of the Fringe plays I saw this weekend--Baggage and Depth of the Ocean--both actually seemed a bit short to me. Now, I must finish my review of Hal Duncan's Vellum for Rain Taxi.

Favorite Lines from "The Ticket That Exploded" III:

Ghost apes tear his insides apart.

(Page 88)

Note: The line above marks the beginning of one of the most brutally hallucinatory passages ever written, an extended example of Burroughs making language do things it was never meant to. Nothing in Surrealism equals it, nor does any piece of contemporary bizarro fiction I've read to date. This is only a teaser.

Favorite Lines from "The Ticket That Exploded" II:

Your earth must be processed by the Biological Courts.

(Page 56)

Favorite Lines from "The Ticket That Expoded" II:

Your earth must be processed by the Biological Courts.

(Page 56)

Favorite Lines from "The Ticket That Exploded" I:

Heavy metal addicts picketed the Rewrite Office, exploding in protest.

(Page 52)

Rodstradamus on Matos: November, 2005

Everything he says about last Friday's World Saxophone Quartet show is a lie. Here's what really happened: Eleven nameless Scandanavians, in more or less the same trumpet-heavy configuration as Johnny-come-lately horn rockers Chase, played ZZ Top covers for a week and a half. Looking and acting not unlike like Blood Sweat and Tears front man David Clayton Thomas circa 1969, the band's singer spent much of his abundant down time pretending to zap the capacity crowd with a dented microphone stand while fidding with the buttons on the dress of a front-row nurse--at first. By day three, no one--on stage or off--wore any clothes at all, excepting a couple of hats. Spontaneous games of badminton flared in club and upstairs bar; three spilled onto Second. Food and liquor were on the house. The performance's peak arrived early afternoon on Wednesday, November 2, when new locals Bauhaus arrived just in time to sit in on a six-hour, sing-along "Tush," which was perfect.