$3,178 plus change afterglow. THANKS TO ALL THE CASTLEHEADS WHO SO GENEROUSLY DONATED; many of you will soon be enjoying this year's My Castle of Quiet premium CDr, NOT ENTITLED FINGERBANG (see above.)
I don't quite know what to say, I'm moved, much like the satisfied feeling that lingers after a good FINGERBANG. Ooh, explicits. Satanic Dystopia sang "fucking" (as an adjective) quite so many times, that it lingered dangerously close to losing its impact as a cussword. Oh hell, it did. But at least we still have FINGERBANG; we'll always have FINGERBANG.
I know it's a good show when I wish I were at home listening, and winning prizes like the edition of 5 (they now tell me) of Death Factory's Chilling Impressions. I'll either beat the leukemia or I won't, depending on which Lifetime movie we're using as a reference...you never hear anyone say "FINGERBANG" on Lifetime, noooo Sir.
You all earned yourselves a good three hours of nearly no talking whatsoever, next week, and at least a serviceable FINGERBANG; for the girls and Gays, it's getter's choice, as to which finger and which orifice. Personally, I just need a good, deep scalp massage. SOOTHE MY ROARING HEAD. You asked if there was "anything you could do," and though I know it's just something people say as they're on their way out the door, I am free in that situation to call you out, combining the words "White Castle" and "vegetarian" in a single sentence, HA!
My son discovered The Residents this week, so in my absence, will someone in SF just go to Minna Ln., hang out for a minute and do a little happy dance? If you happen to see piles of mail garbage, look for a piece addressed to "Residents" or "Resident," and then STOP because this has all gone way too far. Still, it's cool when your kid discovers something that bizarre and culturally significant all on his own and then chooses it.
So what happened on the playlist? New and old friends said "hi," the gang was pretty much ALL THERE. ...Praise for Nuit Noire, Carter and Murano (Castle session), and Death Factory (Chilling Impressions just really is that goddamn good, like Mister Softee.) I had my bearings, despite my shredded rasp, and I think I gave good show as well as conducting a successful marathon show. Not so much last week. But maybe Mars was in retrograde or something. Thanks goodness I got rid of "FINGERBANG," somewhere during the course of composing this post. Whew!
Check you out next week, business as blissfully usual; lots of great live music and special programming to come this season on MCoQ.