The Pleasure Saucer

"Yes, I can drink more wine and stay soberer than all the Men from Mars in a corporate galaxy! I'm *supernatural*, I'll live forever and remember it afterwards! I *cannot* be tracked on radar! I am a Thuggee, I am feared in the Tongs, I have the Evil Nose, I carry the Mojo Bag; I swam *Hong Kong* and didn't get wet! I'm a Crime Fighting Master Criminal, who'll try to blow me down? I wear nothing uniform, I wear *no* god damn uniform! I'm so ugly the Speed of Light can't slow me down and Gravity won't tug at my cuffs! YEE! YEEE!"

The Subgenius Brag Generator

From I AM THAT: Copper's Klatsch and Catch-All

Wondering what the hell a Subgenius brag is? Check out the Church of the Subgenius. Praise BoB!

Recently URTV aired the moderately well-received "Questions about Parkside". In light of the recent ruling on the Pack family lawsuit, we are planning a celebratory followup program. Part of it will include several people singing the song, "This is your land, this is my land". If you would like to be one of them (and you'd be doing us a big favor if you would) Please meet us at the Magnolia, 7:30 PM, Friday the 29th, weather permitting. If weather is not permitting, the backup location will be the URTV studios, located at:
31 College Place * Ste 20 A * Asheville * NC * 28801 *

No mercy
No pity
Blood, sweat, tears
Airless waste
Clean and free
Face your fears

Star-framed
Cold Woman
I adore
She gives me
Liberty
Nothing more

There ain't no
Such thing as
A free lunch
While earthside
Crap-paid slaves
Feel the crunch

No princes
Will rule her
Proud, unbowed
No weak law
Will tame her
Live out loud

Simon says
No cops here
Black flag rise
Mycroft sends
The straight dope
Root out lies

Outlaws all
Are reborn
In her light
Try to chain
Or enslave
They will fight

Choice is yours
Live free or
Die a slave
Luna is
The true home
Of the brave

To the moon, motherfucker!

On August 24th or thereabouts, The Asheville Democratic HQ was trashed by a group called Citizens Hoping Against New Gas Emissions. Here is the Mountain Xpress article on the subject, and here is the press release by the group:

Last night, on the eve of the Democratic National Convention, we trashed the Democratic Party Headquarters in Asheville, NC. We dumped several gallons of used motor oil onto their front porch and painted, “No war, No warming, No Drilling” on their walls.

We took this action to express our outrage at the Democrats pandering to the oil companies. Instead of looking for real solutions to global warming, the Democratic party, including the head honcho himself, Barack Obama, is pushing to open up more of our fragile coastal ecosystems to oil drilling. If this plan is allowed to go forward thousands of miles of coastline could be devastated by this toxic industry. All the while, greenhouse gas emissions will escalate, and our Earth’s climate will teeter closer to the tipping point.

Meanwhile the Democrats continue to fully support the war on terror. While making half hearted gestures about ending the Iraq war, they have remained unabashed supporter of the war in Afghanistan. One recent highlight of this “just” war was the massacre of over 90 civilians at a wedding last week. Democrats, may the ghost of these innocents haunt you for the rest of your lives.

This action was taken in solidarity with all those in the streets of Denver, and people around the world who refuse to be silent.

Citizens Hoping Against New Gas E.missions

They're right.
That's all there is to it. For all the talk of "change", Obama supports FISA, the blue dog wing of the democrats have given the telecom industry immunity, and now now offshore drilling, which is useless, is on the table. This is not change. This is old shit in new bottles. Oh, I almost forgot, America is still fighting that darned war, even though the democrats have a majority.

And beautiful, in an art-of-the-bawdy-musichall sort of way.
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Hat tip to DrJon.

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Ahem. Well. I missed you. Before I get into anything else, a note about episodes: I'm not updating them on the website for the time being. I simply don't have the resources to get it done in a satisfactory manner right now. Luckily URTV is going to be getting a VOD service- essentially a youtube for URTV programs- "real soon now". That, along with its embed code, will solve a lot of problems. In the meantime, we are evidently getting a streaming internet version of the website "really, really soon now". I already have the equipment, now its just matter of putting it all together. So the show will be on the internet, 2 AM Eastern time Wednesday mornings.
I have been concerned about my lack of posting on this board. Its a sin to deprive the world of me for such a long time. Sure, I'm been doing things- Traxx, the band I'm in, is in the metaphorical studio working on a new steampunk-themed album, tentatively entitled "Aetheric"- but this is important to. Trouble is, I haven't know what to say. Lot's of stuff has been happening, and I've plenty opinions on most of it, I've just found it hard to translate that into actually writing 500 words or less of cutting prose. But then I realized, I've already got stuff written I haven't shown the public yet! Let's hear for cleaning out the scratch paper! Woo hoo!
So, In case I can't be bothered to write a _real_ post, I will post the lyrics from one of the songs from Traxx's first album. When I can be bothered.
The first one is one of my own compositions, entitled "All Hail Pan":

All hail Pan
Hail the black goat with a thousand young
All hail Pan
Iao pangenitor, iao pansexual

The chill up your spine, the unwelcome thought
Nervous apprehension, that is your lot
Running down the road, creeping darkness behind
In the deep woods, in the back of your mind
Son of the forest, daddy of the Devil
King boogeyman, master of the revel
Eldritch horror, horny little player
All the ladies love, Long Dong Satyr

All hail Pan
Hail the black goat with a thousand young
All hail Pan
Iao pangenitor, iao pansexual

Wild boy, all joy, laughter in the darkness
Young maids surrender, to his sweet carress
Grind killer, churchman's horror, nun's wet dream
Idiot pipes play a sweet chaos theme
On a blasted stump, in an ancient wood
Primeval, just evil, but just so good
Faun-lord Pan plays a hellish little tune
They all sing and dance 'neath a blood red moon

All hail Pan
Hail the black goat with a thousand young
All hail Pan
Iao pangenitor, iao pansexual

So some dance with joy, and some dance with fear
And some just run the hell away from here
But the dancing humans, all ecstatic
Pour their sweat and souls, into the magic

All hail Pan
Hail the black goat with a thousand young
All hail Pan
Iao pangenitor, iao pansexual

If you're interested in purchasing an album (song sample coming soon) or a snazzy t-shirt (picture coming soon) please contact me.

From the blog Being Amber Rhea. A very good point:


Also, on the episode front. I just turned in a pretty good one, fear Brian Kirk, local photographer. I just have it posted in a couple of weeks. I'm also working on getting Episode 3 put up, the one I can't host on google video, so hopefully that will be up in the next day or so.