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Detlef Sping:
Bhang-Lassies and opium-Rin-Tin-Tins.
(Wed Sep 24, 2003 - 12:59:00 pm)

Detlef Sping:
Auf! Froupie.
(Wed Sep 24, 2003 - 12:59:20 pm)

Detlef Sping:
So Heruka, scuppering today?
(Wed Sep 24, 2003 - 1:01:03 pm)

Detlef Sping:
Those gunsalls dont clean themselves.
(Wed Sep 24, 2003 - 1:02:20 pm)

Detlef Sping:
A nice coat of varnish on the waffling hooks.
(Wed Sep 24, 2003 - 1:03:40 pm)

Heruka:
no. I'm working today. actually working. it's incredible.
(Wed Sep 24, 2003 - 1:04:18 pm)

Detlef Sping:
Holy shit, what happened?
(Wed Sep 24, 2003 - 1:04:50 pm)

Detlef Sping:
Some Jehovas witness fink out to the boss that you were just sitting around at home?
(Wed Sep 24, 2003 - 1:06:09 pm)

Heruka:
I duuno. I woke up this morning and decided to work all day long. except for a quick run to pick up some smokies, I've been working like a fiend. but I'm tired f it now. so I may be done for the day soon.
(Wed Sep 24, 2003 - 1:06:17 pm)

Detlef Sping:
they are spies, for sure.
(Wed Sep 24, 2003 - 1:06:51 pm)

Detlef Sping:
smokies are a highly underated breakfast.
(Wed Sep 24, 2003 - 1:07:38 pm)

Detlef Sping:
Deep fried in lard then stuck in a greasy bun, now you're cookin'
(Wed Sep 24, 2003 - 1:09:03 pm)

Detlef Sping:
Toast the bun a bit and, hey! it's breakfast.
(Wed Sep 24, 2003 - 1:09:46 pm)

Heruka:
I like them. but the stench doesn't go away for a while. so that's sad.
(Wed Sep 24, 2003 - 1:09:52 pm)

Detlef Sping:
Starbucks should sell a breakfast smokie dog. idiots. Auf!
(Wed Sep 24, 2003 - 1:10:56 pm)

Heruka:
Chris and Joni ran a 50 meter race. The wind was blowing against them at 1.8 kilometeer per hour. Chris finished with a time of 6.5 seconds. Joni's time was .43 seconds faster. What was Joni's time for the race?
(Wed Sep 24, 2003 - 1:11:12 pm)

Heruka:
have a nice day.
(Wed Sep 24, 2003 - 1:11:23 pm)

Detlef Sping:
Starting line gunshot?
(Wed Sep 24, 2003 - 1:13:25 pm)

Detlef Sping:
You too.
(Wed Sep 24, 2003 - 1:13:59 pm)

Queenie:
ha ha, I kicked that Chris's ass!
(Wed Sep 24, 2003 - 1:17:05 pm)

(Wed Sep 24, 2003 - 1:20:50 pm)

Heruka:
that's very interesting.
(Wed Sep 24, 2003 - 1:55:30 pm)

bela:
My friend Camille won first place in the Ugly Couch Contest. Did anyone see on Regis? I missed it. She won $5000.
(Wed Sep 24, 2003 - 2:01:36 pm)

East River P:
I locked the gates,
I greased the wheels,
I threw party hats
at the barking seals.
(Wed Sep 24, 2003 - 2:24:23 pm)

Chewing Wax:
I forgot to TIVO it. Damn. Damn damn damn.
(Wed Sep 24, 2003 - 2:24:47 pm)

Heruka:
Huzzah! ERP's new cd is out! Must buy cd...
(Wed Sep 24, 2003 - 2:29:23 pm)

Heruka:
listening to the clips on Amazon, sounds like yet another winner.
(Wed Sep 24, 2003 - 2:30:52 pm)

Carl Sagan:
6.07?
(Wed Sep 24, 2003 - 2:31:35 pm)

Heruka:
Editorial Reviews
Amazon.com
One can see a lot from a secluded bedroom, even with the blinds closed. That's the paradox at the heart of the bleak, beautiful recordings F.M. Cornog alter-ego East River Pipe has conjured up in the confines of his Queens apartment for a decade. And while his determinedly singular methods have garnered that most left-handed of complimentary alt.rock tags--"lo-fi"-- there's a beautiful, understated opulence to every track here, tribute to Cornog's laconic pop sense and growing prowess with his faithful mini-studio. More importantly, Pipe's unique interior vista encompasses considerably more than his own hard-knocks résumé, from puzzled meditations on the old-cash class ("Where Does All the Money Go?," "Millionaires of Doubt") to litanies of free-floating dysfunction ("Monumental Freaks") and romantic deconstructions ("I Won't Dream About the Girl," "Girl On the Freeway"). Yet his troubled past can't help but deepen the shadows of "The Long Black Cloud," a nigh-perfect lament that sounds like it's been in permanent rotation on a jukebox in some dank, Lynchian roadhouse, or the detached, chilling impressionism of "I Bought a Gun in Irvington" and fade-away fatalism of the closing "It's Always Been This Way." In an age of oppressive pre-fab pop conformity, Cornog's a bracing reminder of the potential of a single, determined heart-- even when it doesn't get out much. --Jerry McCulley

(Wed Sep 24, 2003 - 2:32:57 pm)

Chewing Wax:
Mooch loved that guy too. Maybe I should give it a try.
(Wed Sep 24, 2003 - 2:34:16 pm)

Heruka:
you may like him. I think either Mooch or alt posted the lyrics below. as I forgot all about the new album.
(Wed Sep 24, 2003 - 2:36:47 pm)

Heruka:
I'm going for a walk.
(Wed Sep 24, 2003 - 2:38:26 pm)

Chewing Wax:
It's a nice day for a walk. I walked home for lunch. Just beautiful.
(Wed Sep 24, 2003 - 2:54:09 pm)