Month: December 2002

“Yes!” she whispered back.
“Dorsal subluxation… flexion deformity of the first metatarsal…”
Extracts from the shortlist for the Literary Review Bad Sex Prize 2002

“Barry makes me smile. It’s one of the nicest things just to know that Barry is there, no matter which directions life takes us, no matter what happens, there will always be the memories of the time Barry and I have together.”
Gee thanks. You’re not so bad yourself.

Fun with the undead! (attu seen it first)

I remember the article in the newspaper (must have been on sunday), an obituary mentioning Zappa’s satire and career, the picture of Frank looking grey haired, with a tired glance; yet, smiling. WHAT..? How come..? But…he was still so young… that illness… Oh shit.
We were on holidays in the beach (december is summer in the south hemisphere). I took this picture of my son that very same day. It was like if the weather reflected states of mind: sunbeams around us, making the sea fluorescent green, and a stormy dense, heavy sky in the background. A zappian athmosphere.
It was a sad day.

“A mind is like a parachute. It doesn’t work if it’s not open.” — Frank Zappa.
December 21 1940 — December 4 1993 — and dearly missed.

Dutch Radio 4FM: “These segments belong to a project in which a selection of each and every FZ cd will be played in 4FM.” I’ve linked to this a long while back, but they keep changing the URL, so there ya go.

I’ve noticed how some visitors to this site have attempted to download tracks from the MyPlay account of the little band I play in. However, MyPlay seriously sucks these days, so I thought I’d provide you with a direct link to one of our tracks: Taxi. Our band is called Moonbug, and we’d be much obliged to play just about anywhere in Belgium/Holland!

Loyal readers (who am I kidding) may remember my post last year December about the Cloaca machine. Lo and behold: the contraption now has a site of its own! Note: this is not a hoax, it is an Actual Work of Art by Belgian artist Wim Delvoye, which has been displayed in many museums across the world. Delvoye’s latest project by the way, envolves tattooing poems on the skin of live pigs.

Fiehlguud. Ivana Fiehlguud. That’s my Bondgirl name. (Yeah, I’m a little bored around here, did you notice?)

A peak inside Bush Junior’s inbox…

CD of the month over at Chrome Dinette is YCDTOSA 6. Both discs!

Do you know your arse from your elbow? I scored 12 out of 14 which makes me an Arse/Elbow expert, I guess.