Saturday, September 30, 2006


from Irwin in Hoboken

Friday, September 29, 2006


Superintendent of Public Works
Department of Highways
Harrisburg, PA

To Whom It May Concern,

Please find enclosed an invoice for $500, which represents your financial responsibility for the almost 3 hours of my life that i will never get back due to I-80 being shutdown on 9/28/06 from roughly 5:00pm to 8:45PM. i am billing you at my standard hourly rate ($100 an hour), plus $195 for gas/food/cellphone calls, etc. the last $5 is for the nitrogen-rich, better-than-Miracle-Gro urine i deposited on the median strip.

Tho i'm sure your duties in Harrisburg take all your time and that you don't get out much, but the problem occured at about Mile Post 90. and i'm sure you are aware of this construction area - since it was there before your watch, and most likely will outlast your tenure, as nothing every gets finished on I-80. please also note that there was no information given to the hundreds (maybe thousands?) of cars and trucks effected by this incident. your "tune into 1120AM for highway update" alert system was not activated, nor did the local radio stations have any information on this roadblock's cause. but a trucker with a CB radio told me the following - accurate or not, the story goes as follows: apparently, one of your workers had a difference of opinion with their supervisor, and his or her's reaction was to take a steamroller, wedge it across the flow of traffic and walk off the job...taking the keys to the steamroller with them. So as not to appear entirely negative, i suggest that this worker not only be reinstated, but be paid a bonus for his or her's creativity: it kind of proves the point that even the dullest, most brian-numbing job can inspire thinking outside the box. I confess that i have bad-mouthed Pennsylvania for years, but i believe this type of free thinking deserves special merit.

Please also note that i expect payment within 10 business days, or i shall contact my attorney and take whatever action is necessary to resolve this issue.


Christopher Butler
Hoboken, NJ

NP: "Dragster Beach"/from Ted k'niF's teach CDR.

PEEVE DE JOUR: turns out i left my credit card at Corcoran Gallery.

JOI DE JOUR: IOJ's siblings are finally starting to lend a hand with their ailing Dad. a friend in dire need of employment found a potentially great job. payday (of sorts) for CB. phew...a day of relief all around.



(Sept. 30th)

Peppermint Stick


Reese's Pieces

cb...where are you?


Thursday, September 28, 2006



"1998-October 10th Cleveland, Ohio. Taken on a Friday afternoon, this UFO shocked residents of Cleveland, Ohio. Three bright, orange balls can be seen in this excellent video clip. A cameraman from a FOX news affiliate television station was in the right place at the right time. First shown on FOX channel 2, WJBK in Detroit, Michigan. Two UFOs are clearly visible, and the third is barely visible as it peeks from the treescape, bottom right in frame."

- OR -

- swamp gas?

- a secret aircraft developed at NASA/Lewis Research (my relative Dezo Ladanyi worked there...i got to ride in the astronaut centrifuge) that no one was supposed to a special gas was released blanking everyone's memory in Cleveland except for us Hungarian-Italians whose bodies are so permeated with garlic and capsaicin that we were immune?

- Adam Koblitz throwing a pie plate, with he and my Dad playing 'let's trick the kid'?

- since i was shit-scared of my ragingangry Dad my whole friggin' childhood, i saw a Northrop Flying Wing because he said so?

- some mirrorreflectiontestgonehorriblywrong at GE's Nela Park?

- or...?

NP: Ted k'niF's "Learn These Tunes" CDR...time to get ready for our Purple k'niF shows on 10/20 at Asbury Lanes in NJ, and 10/27 at The Beachland in Clevo.

PEEVE DE JOUR: can't hook up w/R.B.W.. no relief for her, no relief for me...and if ever two people needed some comforting...

PEEVE DE PJB (from my Bro in Sarasota):
Walking around in a store and wathcing Middle School girls practicing their cheers. VERY ANNOYING.

JOIE DE JOUR: finally got a hold of TC, who can help me build a fiberglass project - watch this space for progress on this.



(Sept. 28th)

"New Flavor!"

Nutty Caramel Apple

cb...where are you?


Wednesday, September 27, 2006



my brother was just up from Tampa. it's his chance to hang with his old buds, see a Browns & Indians game and visit with our Mom. now, she ain't doing too good, and can't maintain the house anymore that our family has lived in since 1957. 'maintain' is the right word, since she already sold it to the investment banker who bought half the land a few years ago, and built a MacMansion in the back three acres. his wife's name is Tammy. they have a Hummer. N.O.K.D., but they are okay folks and the deal they made allows our Mom to stay there as long as she wants/can keep the place up. which i already noted ain't hap-nin'.

we were sitting in the living room a few days ago, and somehow the subject came up about our earliest memories - yes we recall my Mother's Nagymama (grandmother) living on Ripley Rd. bro recalls the temporary house in Warrensville were we stayed in '58. i have clear memories of having a flashbulb pop in my face as i came down the stairs at my Grandparennts house on Xmas morning (i was 5), and building a Miniature National Park in the sidelot on Ripley as well. all varified by nods and wistfull looks. then gradually, a creepy feeling spread around the room - my Mom is 87, my brother gets up to Ohio whenever he can but that's not that often and i yo-yo back and forth between Ohio and the East Coast...this was most likely the last time we would all be together, and certainly the last time we would be together in this house that my Dad built.

then i told my story of being 6 or 7 and being in the backyard with my Dad, and him saying "hey,'s a Flying Wing". my Dad had been in the Air Force, so interesting aircraft were already a big deal in our house. yep...there she was...big...strange...and as powerful a memory as all the other stuff listed above.

i have often thought of this incident.

there is only one problem.

the last airborn Northrop Flying Wing crashed in '48. and the last remaining plane of this type crashed taxiing down a runway in '50, never even getting off the ground.

NP - Radio Nigel/Animotion's "Obsession"

PEEVE DE JOUR: Divorce Court on Thursday. i don't want to leave Ohio, but i miss my kid. i didn't get enough done here. i didn't see R.B.W. enough. hornyscaredlonelynotgoodnotgoodnotgood.

JOIE DE JOUR: i will get more done tomorrow.



(Sept. 27th)

Chocolate Malted



cb...were are you?


Tuesday, September 26, 2006


one of my ALL TIME FAVORITE Who songs. it's one i can actually play, tho time for a review since in this clip PT does some interesting stuff that seems to have been added over the years. it has always floored me that this band that was 99% bluster and strut could also do justice to something as lovely as this.

...and the whoot is, i think my bro and i were at this Tampa show.



NP: the tone in IOJ's voice that sez "oh oh...i think she ain't none too happy with me."

PEEVE DE JOUR: broke...and there will be NO PAYMENT for the Cereal Thriller song until the other music the director wants in the doc get's licensed. grrrrrrrrr...

JOIE DE JOUR: TV is finally fixed - "The Daily Show"/"The Colbert Report" is ON!





cb...where are you?


Monday, September 25, 2006



this is an audio post - click to play

the last time i saw a Cleveland Browns game was when Jim Brown was the fullback, and Lou Groza the place-kicker...and a dentist in a brown suit was the endzone ball fetcher.

KS enjoying the game while Dawg Boy tries to find his bro via wireless apparatus

but KS had an extra ticket, and my brother was going with his Browns Backers from around the world and i decided it was time to get a unique Clevo experience and KS had actually supplied me with suitable Dawg attire and i was petrified that i would be outed as someone who could give a shit about the NFL or any L for that matter but bam there we was in the better part of the nosebleed seats and KS's witty running commentary helped make sense of this peculiar institution and The Orange Mitten Guy and the Browns were actually doing good for a while there

and there was JOY in DUDVILLE which of course COULD NOT LAST since this was Clevo, and as much as one got swept up in the fun stuff the graycloudofclevness decended and the 53-yard fieldgoal was met with hangdawg itoldyousoweareacityoflosersallhopeisfruitless.

i want to go again.

NP: George Thorogood's "Bad To The Bone" for the umpteenth time at The Stadium. good ka-ching for him, but geez...

JOIE DE JOUR: finally shitcanned all the schitzobabblestruggle w/"objectivity" at 10:34pm.

and the OSU Marching Band really does form a cursive OHIO, and it is amazing.



(Sept. 25th)

Chocolate Peanut Butter Swirl

cb...where are you?


Sunday, September 24, 2006




spinnedspannedspunned some Bush Tetras/Clash/Contortions/Raybeats/XTC/Amy Rigby x 3/Talking Heads/Tin Huey/the odd Waitresses oddity & other '80's delights from 2-4am.

the show is archived (after a bit of Keith Jarrett noodling) HEREHEARHERE! = "The Spandex Years"

as by KS!

CB & Patty tell the Clev-insomniacs what we just played.

KS & DJBG get cozy.

DJBG starts another marathon/multi-day shift.

NP: Graham Parker/"Local Girls" on Radio, ain't that the truth.


JOIE DE JOUR: got to show my brother Dun Giggen for the first time. he approves.



(Sept. 24th)

Chocolate Malted


Ice Cream Sandwich

cb...where are you?


Friday, September 22, 2006


- a continuation of a discussion about women, men, sex, divorce & menopause begun 8/5/06:

- from Rhonda in NYC:

A father walked into a bookstore with his young son. The boy is holding a quarter. Suddenly, the boy starts choking, going blue in the face. The father realizes the boy has swallowed the quarter and starts panicking, shouting for help.

A well dressed, attractive and serious looking woman, in a blue business suit is sitting at a coffee bar in the store reading a newspaper and sipping a cup of coffee. At the sound of the commotion, she looks up, puts her coffee cup down, neatly folds the newspaper and places it on the counter, gets up from her seat and makes her way unhurried, across the book store.

Reaching the boy, the woman carefully drops his pants, takes hold of the boy's testicles and starts to squeeze and twist gently at first and then ever more firmly. After a few seconds the boy convulses violently and coughs up the quarter, which the woman deftly catches it in her free hand.

Releasing the boy's testicles, the woman hands the coin to the father and walks back to her seat in the coffee bar without saying a word. As soon as he is sure that his son has suffered no ill effects the father rushes over to the woman and starts thanking her saying, "I've never seen anybody do anything like that before, it was fantastic. Are you a doctor?"

"No", the woman replied. "Divorce attorney."


well, I actually LIKE my divorce attorney...she doesn't fit the scumballbottomfeeder stereotype of so many in that 'profession' - she's honest, fair & gets as morally appalled at the machinations of The Plaintiff's lawyer's screeching ineptitude as i do. pal DLS is also a fulltime human, too, and has gotten me thru many a bad patch the last year or so - very grateful.

of course, after i pay my attorney's bill, my kid will not be going to college/never have braces/will be wearing thrift shop clothes until he's 21. this seems to be okay with The Plaintiff, as her and her attorney seem to feel that making me out as The Worst Person That Has Ever Lived And We Must Tell The World About It is worth the cost.

i could save them the trouble - i'll cop to being TWPTHEL:

- yes, asking The Plaintiff to find some paying work in order to help with our living expenses was just such an awful thing to ask. shame on me.

- yes, offering to stake The Plaintiff's try at starting her own business (for six years) was also such an awful thing to do. shame on me again

- yes, taking The exhausted/job-hating Plaintiff on a well-deserved European vacation to visit our best friends was also also such an awful thing to do. shame on me thrice.

- etc, etc, etc.

it is very common in divorces for the parties involved to have homicidal fantasies regarding each other, but i wonder...if (hypothetically) the target was ones spouse's attorney, would a jury be less inclined to convict?


Ada Faerie/Mad Cow Music Video

PEEVE DE JOUR: TV repair guy cancelled AGAIN...this time claiming a case of the flu...STILL NO "DAILY/COLBERT" fix. gggrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.........

JOIE DE JOUR: Bianca Bob's "The Bunny Channel" ("where nothing bad ever happens!) promo clips:




BTW - a nice piece on Clevo's infamous Nine Of Clubs on - Lost In The '80's



OCTOBER 5, 6 and 7
at Joe's Pub
425 Lafayette Street
between East 4th and Astor Place

A ONCE IN A LIFE TIME event! The Losers will be SPEAKING IN TONGUES, CROSS EYED AND PAINLESS and BURNING DOWN THE HOUSE, at The Losers Lounge tribute to THE TALKING HEADS. Even if this is LIFE DURING WAR TIME, please DON'T WORRY ABOUT THE GOVERNMENT, and definitely plan to STAY UP LATE. Because The Losers Lounge are guaranteed to bring you NOTHING BUT FLOWERS, MORE SONGS ABOUT BUILDINGS AND FOOD and three nights (only) of THE WILD WILD LIFE!!!



(Sept. 22nd)

English Toffee
(Coffee Custard w/ Heath)

cb...where are you?


Wednesday, September 20, 2006

NEW '56???

as i've noted on this blog, i grew up in the Hungarian ghetto in Cleveland, Ohio that used to dominate the western tail-end of Buckeye Rd. Russo's Butcher Shop for meat (i got to pick the live chicken), Lucy's for donuts and Lake Balaton Restaurant for special ocassions my Grandfather sold 'em insurance and wethey bought cars from Szabo's and they did not teach me one fuckin' word because they wanted me to be an AMERICAN [well..i knew "Eresheggera!" thanks to Greta Garbo in 'Ninotchka'].

we lived on Ripley Rd. and so did my grandparents five doors down and Ernie Kardos the first violinist for the Clevo Orchestro with his wife the first chair harpist and every night we ate dinner there and especially if there was Dobos Torte for desert (a cake that it took my Grandmother three days to make) and after discussing the current Hungarian who had assimilated such as Ernie Kovacs or the Gabor Sisters or whomever the talk would always always turn to politics and invaribly invaribly someone would utter the theme of my youth "that bastard Eisenhower" because in '56 when the Hungarians rose up against the Russians with nothing more than Magyar rage and Molotov cocktails and begged the world for help the USA did nothing.

now the Hungarian ghetto is long gone, the Hungarian Reformed (Lutheren) Church which was the center of all life there is now a Baptist temple i think and that tight tight community that did eveything byforwith itself was TOO successful at assimilation because like a medical charity that fucks up and actually FINDS a cure for their pet disease and thus goes out of business all the Hungarians assimilated too well and poofgone. but a few nights ago the Hungarian ambassador was on The Colbert Report very funny! and today i am listening to the BBC and watching PBS which has tons o' clips of the Budapestians going batfucknutz because their Prime Minister admitted that he lied to them and i still make a mean mean paprikas with homemade dumplings i've got some Hungarian Hot Wax peppers in the fridge for this are you hungry?

NP: Fergie/ "London Bridge" damn that's song is strong...

PEEVE DE JOUR: so i know i left one last mouse trap in the utility room when i left Akron after pulling five mice outta like...where's the trap? cannotfindit!!!

did i snag...

...Mighty Mouse?

JOIE DE JOUR: "Boston Legal" season premier tonight!


Hoboken, NJ

Come join Two Dollar Guitar for a special set at the Goldhawk in Hoboken this Thursday evening around 9:30PM.

Not only will Tim Foljahn be celebrating this weeks release of 'The Wear andTear of Fear: A Lover's Discourse' CD but he'll be joined by Chris Brokaw(Come) on guitar and Steve Shelley (Sonic Youth) on drums.

Dave DeCastro will play around 8PM and the Goldhawk is located at 936 Park Ave. on the corner of Park + 10th St.



(Sept. 20th)

Chocolate Malted


Chocolate Cherry Kiss

cb...where are you?


Tuesday, September 19, 2006




the one and only - Robert Newton as Long John Silver

Keith Moon - big Robert Newton fan
NV (Now Viewing): the 2nd Hunagarian Revolution on BBC World?

NP: amazing kid drummers -

PEEVE DE JOUR: pissed off/depressed/broke/exhausted

JOIE DE JOUR: well...?



(Sept. 19th)

Black Raspberry Chip

N. B. A. T. W. P.:


- presents a show of new Super 8 and 16mm films this Friday!

Flicker NYC
Friday, September 22
The Brooklyn Lyceum
227 4th Avenue at President Street, Brooklyn
(R Train to Union Street)

New films, film stock prizes, Flicker Super 8 grant, and more.


The Brooklyn Lyceum will be presenting a "best of" Flicker show every Sunday at 5pm through the end of the year, featuring Super 8 and 16mm films from past Flicker shows.
David Teague

cb...where are you?


Saturday, September 16, 2006


i'm interested in antique and oddball recording technology. in fact, i made a whole CD of new songs recorded on barely-functioning, creaky old machines:

More info:
The Museum of Me.

 are a few more media i haven't explored yet...but will!

(from JK in PA)

flo is introducing the direct to beer mastering

the sound of the pro's ! get a licence today!

first of all. i dont drink beer. but i was always attracted to those nice long cylindric beer cans..and of course also to thomi E's great idea of the all the ethnologist in late 19th century going to foreign countires cutting untouched tribes into edison cylinders.

i wanted to do the same.nowadays on well crowded places. asking people for their voice. they can drink the beer.i can keep the recording..what a deal. what an archive....but lets see the pictures

i took pieces of the first kingston dubcutter prototypes. for the linear mechanism..some other nuts and old audax recording head will do it for the beginning and a shitty handcrank...later i use a motoralso the tooth-belt has to be ordered. but for first test it works like this.

on june 26th 2006 i did the first cutting. unmodulated. the cutting stylus is a hand sharpened steel nail. so for sound tests i gonna use sapphire styli for sure. i hope to cut some sound next few days also the reproduction is not solved yet....just a little detail.

july 10th 2006. now i improved some stuff. the centering of the can was not very good. also i wanted to get more levels so i had to attach the grampian head...yes.yes. this gives much more levels on the beer. now i just have to coonstruct the reproducer..hope to get that this week.

Jazz on Bones: X-Ray Sound Recordings
(from BB in NJ)

In the USSR and Eastern Europe in the 1950s underground night spots would play music pirated from the west. The only media they had were recorders etched into discarded X-ray film. I've long sought some images. Researcher Camille Cloutier pointed me to these, collected and posted by József Hajdú. Here's what he says about them:

During the late 1930s and early 1940s the prevalent sound recording apparatus was the wax disk cutter. As a consequence of the lack of materials in the war-time economy, some inventive sound hunters made their own experiments with new materials within their reach.

I do not know the name of the inventor who first utilized discarded medical X-ray film as the base material for new record discs; however, the method became so widespread in Hungary that not only amateurs, but the Hungarian Radio made sound recordings on such recycled X-ray films.

I felt that those X-ray record albums relate to our contemporary lives in many ways, especially when considering such terms as 'multimedia' or 'recycling'. I copied the X-ray films with their engraved sound-grooves on photosensitive paper and made enlargements of certain details.

I was quite lucky to find a considerable amount of similar sound records in private collections. These are also interesting from the visual aspect. By utilizing different photographic processes, I created from them pictures meant to be exhibited in galleries.

In an online paper called The Historical Political Development of Soviet Rock Music, Trey Drake, at the University of California, Santa Cruz offers further historical perspective on this street use of technology:

Owing to the lack of recordings of Western music available in the USSR, people had to rely on records coming through Eastern Europe, where controls on records were less strict, or on the tiny influx of records from beyond the iron curtain. Such restrictions meant the number of recordings would remain small and precious. But enterprising young people with technical skills learned to duplicate records with a converted phonograph that would "press" a record using a very unusual material for the purpose; discarded x-ray plates. This material was both plentiful and cheap, and millions of duplications of Western and Soviet groups were made and distributed by an underground roentgenizdat, or x-ray press, which is akin to the samizdat that was the notorious tradition of self-publication among banned writers in the USSR. According to rock historian Troitsky, the one-sided x-ray disks costed about one to one and a half rubles each on the black market, and lasted only a few months, as opposed to around five rubles for a two-sided vinyl disk. By the late 50's, the officials knew about the roentgenizdat, and made it illegal in 1958. Officials took action to break up the largest ring in 1959, sending the leaders to prison, beginning an orginization by the Komsomol of "music patrols" that later undertook to curtail illegal music activity all over the country.


and here's a new find of mine - a little 45RPM player with a twist: the stylus head is removable, and a 2nd shell contains a tape recorder's magnetic recording head.

the machine uses floppy, mylar disks made of the same material as recording tape with a ferric oxide coating.

the audio quality is just the way i like it - crappy!...but it does work.

More info:


NV (Now Viewing): OK GO - TREADMILLS

I'm probably the only person on earth who hadn't seen this amazing clip...and the fan versions are a scream.

NP: "Spandex Years"/WRUW '80's show with Patty & DJBG - LISTEN HERE!

PEEVE DE JOUR: had to walk out of Walmartopia to make another commitment.

JOIE DE JOUR: Kent Smith is here....and as Preston Sturges wrote, we have been 'digging quite a trench' in NYC.



"WALMARTOPIA" is a scathingly funny piece of musical theater that takes the world of Walmart to its logical conclusion - world domination. fantastic - and has a few days left on its return run at the 14th St. Y in Manhattan. and kudos to pal Kristy Wilson for her star turn in the production.


"WALMARTOPIA has been selected as one of only 16 shows to return to New York for the Fringe Encore Series. The much acclaimed cast will perfrom six shows at the 14th Street YMCA, from September 15 through September 23, for those New Yorkers who missed the show called "not to be missed...”

Anna Marquardt won the 2006 Outstanding Actor Award for her performance at New York International Fringe Festival."



(Sept 18th)

Go Nuts!

cb...where are you?