No Longer Gargling with H2SO4
The afternoon of the 4th was spectacular. Perfect conditions, minimal pedestrian traffic, fewer dining options (thus focusing our efforts and eliminating consumer guilt). Found a secular Hindi spot; AWK and C had their fill of meat, and I was served a delightful platter of tepid chai and three small radish cross-sections. This was topped off by a spoonful of distilled water and a 1/64th portion of roti...
C cabbed it downtown to attend a party, and your TLASILA reps decamped to HQ. We composed a new song, rehearsed it for several hours, and spent many more recording it. Must have run through 60 takes. (My voice is only slightly tweaked; the vocal instruction's already paying off.) We were at it from 8 PM until 3 AM, and then AWK tweaked album mixes until dawn. Slack fucker. We've since roused, and the process begins anew in a few hours.
Elvira and I have decided on Spain for our holiday. Can't wait to chill with ETA insurgents and Jack Abramoff's golfing buds poolside.
More tour action possible in September - a solo (or duet) trek through Australia. TLASILA is tentatively set for a November swing through xxx.
Life beckons ever onward.
Love,
TS
C cabbed it downtown to attend a party, and your TLASILA reps decamped to HQ. We composed a new song, rehearsed it for several hours, and spent many more recording it. Must have run through 60 takes. (My voice is only slightly tweaked; the vocal instruction's already paying off.) We were at it from 8 PM until 3 AM, and then AWK tweaked album mixes until dawn. Slack fucker. We've since roused, and the process begins anew in a few hours.
Elvira and I have decided on Spain for our holiday. Can't wait to chill with ETA insurgents and Jack Abramoff's golfing buds poolside.
More tour action possible in September - a solo (or duet) trek through Australia. TLASILA is tentatively set for a November swing through xxx.
Life beckons ever onward.
Love,
TS
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"Senor Wences: Loved as ventriloquist on TV
April 21, 1999
NEW YORK -- Senor Wences, the master ventriloquist who delighted "Ed Sullivan Show" audiences with his puppet-head-in-a-box, Pedro, and his falsetto-voiced hand-puppet, Johnny, died Tuesday at 103.
The Spanish-born ventriloquist, whose real name was Wenceslao Moreno, died at home in New York City.
During the 1950s, Mr. Moreno bickered and bantered with his puppets while he drank, smoked and juggled.
He conversed with Pedro, a head in a box ("S'OK?" "S'AWRIGHT"). And he was defeated by Johnny, who boasted, "Deefeecult for you; easy for me."
Mr. Moreno created Johnny by scrunching up his fist, drawing a mouth where thumb and index finger met, and draping a blond wig over the top.
His character Pedro was a gravelly voiced head in a box, born of necessity when Mr. Moreno's ventriloquist's dummy was accidentally damaged and only the head was spared.
Mr. Moreno would talk to his puppets with his face right in theirs, as if daring the audience to watch his lips -- which, of course, never moved.
He would stuff a hankie in Johnny's mouth and have the puppet speak with a muffled voice while he himself smoked a cigarette. Then he would give Johnny a drag, and the puppet -- that is, Mr. Moreno's hand -- would somehow emit perfect smoke rings.
Mr. Moreno also entertained four presidents, toured with Dean Martin and Jerry Lewis, did a Broadway show with Danny Kaye, and played casinos in Las Vegas. He was born in Penarada, Spain.
A memorial service and burial will be in Spain this weekend."