::: The Elusive and Enigmatic Brother Blue :::
Blue Resonant Human, Ph.D.
I've dropped back onto the Radar Screen(tm) again.
It seems I tend to fall off the edge of the world from time to time
and get at least momentarily lost ... or at least obfuscatorily
oblivious to the rest of the world (1) [see footnotes]. This is not
my intent -- especially to those I love dearly and the most (Hi, Mouse
and Bug!) -- but appears to be nevertheless an unexpected and
unintentional side effect of my by now probably infamous disappearing
acts.
So, I love all of you, miss all of you, and would very much love to
hear from you any time you might want to write me back. [This hotmail
account "deactivates" if I neglect it for more than 30 days, so you
may've gotten a couple bouncebacks.
Well, me 'n Sheila are "back on" "foe a minnit (2)." We've broken up
("And this time it's for GOOD, g*ddammit!") about 13(3) times as far
as I can recall, so I guess we're prolly on our 14th HoneyMoon(tm)
right about now.
"Damn, Squealah, you throw one helluva party there, missy(4) -- a li'l
slice of heaven and a big fat slice of hell; some of the very best
times of my entire life and some of the very worst. But I've never
felt more alive and prolly wouldn't trade a minute of it for the
world."
-Brother Blue
[Excerpt from _Requiem for a Monstrous_(5)]
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"If God controls the land and seas,
Who does and doesn't get disease
Then now I'm down upon my knees
Beggin' someone to tell me please
God, who would want to be ...
God, who would want to be ...
Such a control freak?"
[...]
"Evil home stereo.
What new songs do you know?
What new curves can you throw?"
"You're just layin' there on the floor
Like the satin in a coffin
I say, 'Do you believe the words you're sayin'?'
You say, 'Yeah, but not that often.
Are you dead or are you sleepin'?
Are you dead or are you sleepin'?
Are you dead or are you sleepin'?
God, I sure hope you are dead!'"
-Modest Mouse, 91X
[ or at least a reasonable paraphrase from memory ]
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FootNotes:
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(1) "For the Rest of the World." We highly recommend a Sealy
Posturpaedic Matress(tm) for not only a damn fine Sleepless Nite
[Note: NO "GHT"] but also the Rest of Your Life for the Rest of the
World.
(2) "Foe a Minnit" is a subcultural slang euphemism denoting a period
of time, the duration of which equates to anything from a literal 60
(sixty) seconds to upwards of ten to twenty years or so.
(3) "Having broken up 13 tymes" -- tris·kai·dek·a·pho·bi·a (trĭs'kī-
děk'ə-fō'bē-ə) n. An abnormal fear of the number 13. [Greek
treiskaideka, thirteen (treis, three; see trei- in Indo-European roots
+ kai, and + deka, ten; see deca-) + phobia.]
(4) "Damn, you throw one helluva party there, Missy!" The final sayso
after a shared ideation of a Multi-Dimensional Mind-F*ck(tm) which The
Monstrous had Monstrously laid upon our Dear, Bewitched Blue Brother;
reducing him to a Naked, Shivering Blob of Soul-Mutilated, Fetal-
Positioned BioMass upon the Bedeviled Bed of the Beloved Monstrous,
approximately One Solar Year ago.
(5) "Monstrous." As -- among many other things -- "Quiz-en-
stential"(6) etymologists, it occurred to us one fine mourning that if
there actors and actresses, there should also be doctors and
doctresses, and -- more germane to this Numero Quatro Foot-Note-E-O(7)
-- monsters and monsterouses (or monstressi). It is with great pomp,
splendour, and aplomb that we continue to assert that our 22-
personality-ed Official "Fight & F*ck" monstrous (i.e. Sheila) is the
Most Monstrous of all Monstrouses [or monstroussi] extant.
6) "Quiz-en-stential" -- having long ago grown exceedingly weary of
the cliche, "Yo, Blue, knock off the Big-Word shit," we welcomed --
and continue to welcome -- with open arms a Female Companion with not
only a brain but an incredible body as well. In this vein, we find
ourselves often quite delighted to watch her occasionally befuddle a
pro-NOUN-ciation of one of the aforementioned "Big Words," as is the
case with her delghtful attempts to correctly pro-NUN-ce the word
quintessential.
(7) "Foot-Note-E-O" -- Adepts will no doubt telepathically interweave
the following incantation into the monstrousized word denotine "End
Notes" appended to the end of any mini-dissertation such as this:
Eenie, Meenie, Minee, Moe
E-I, E-I, E-I-O
[We decided to put an end to the more-oft-than-not lugubrious litergy
of Foot-Notation(tm) here with the Fine Number of Seven; seven
numerologically denoting -- if you will -- the completion of a small-
scale cycle (i.e. 7 days in a week, 7 whole notes in a musical scale,
etc.) and, of course, to close here on The Heisenberg Uncertainty Vice-
Principal of Tactical Ambiguity by reminding you that, as always ...
"All impressions of Brother Blue are Wrong."
-Brother Blue, B:.B:., 33°, 8°=3°, 91X, etc.
[BrotherBlue93 at HotMail-Dot-Com]
Sir Gilligan Horry
Much Love and Intelligence to you.
2_ET_Yes_or_No.avi
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On 26 Feb 2007 12:25:48 -0800, "Blue Resonant Human, Ph.D."
<brothe...@hotmail.com> wrote:
>(3) "Having broken up 13 tymes" -- tris·kai·dek·a·pho·bi·a (tr?s'k?-
>d?k'?-f?'b?-?) n. An abnormal fear of the number 13. [Greek