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Asking Alice probably isn’t a good idea…

Posted in ephemera with tags on 17/04/2010 by todcrouch

This is a song from the West Aussie musician Pogo, who, of course was attacked by the Mickey Rat for his remixing.

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Satchmo’s last Tv Appearance

Posted in ephemera with tags on 17/04/2010 by todcrouch

I love how tiny Louis Armstrong looks next to barrel-chested Johnny Cash.  I heard a story that Louis was a big stoner and he was about ready to perform for Kennedy and was like “Man, I can’t be high in front of the president”.  But he could only played high, and suddenly realized he might bomb if he wasn’t in the right mindset.  So he told the Secret Service  his predicament and they took him up onto the roof of the White House to smoke a doob.  What a wonderful world.

A King size Drag

Posted in ephemera with tags on 17/04/2010 by todcrouch

Gay Jewish Mexicans Must Be Wetting Themselves

Posted in ephemera on 17/04/2010 by todcrouch

Verbal Pause

Posted in ephemera with tags on 17/04/2010 by todcrouch

A video piece by Omar Fast.

Pig Play

Posted in ephemera with tags on 17/04/2010 by todcrouch

You know those weird things you do when you’re like 5 that you’d rather not think of the psychological implications of, like pretending to be a bird for a week or killing small animals? Well, When I was 5, I was married to Miss Piggy. I had a stuffed Miss Piggy doll who wore a purple dress that had sparkles on it and we went everywhere together. I saw one in a second-hand store and it was like running into an embarrassing ex. I can only suppose that I was attracted to strong women, and she finally stopped chasing Kermit and needed a real man. In later seasons of the Muppet Show, she acquired a poodle named Fifi. What they never showed about me and Piggy’s love was that Fifi was actually invisible and lived with us. Eventually, I started doing dance numbers on a wide window sill of a Fisher Price record player and the stage wasn’t big enough for the both of us. After the divorce, her dad died and she ended up doing some commercial work. Good for her. And yes, she’s actually a man.

..or are they?

Posted in ephemera with tags , on 17/04/2010 by todcrouch

The sad thing is that the kids sitting on the stage aren’t being ironic.