TLASILA > San Francisco, CA > The Hemlock > 4 May 07 > Vidcaps
We were joined at the Hemlock by Weasel Walter and Marlon Kasberg; videography courtesy of local volunteer Adam, with thanks.
TS
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(Tom communes with the Robot; Graham and Rat stab out their instructions...)
(Weasel and Marlon sniff the Hemlock air as Ben prepares his forward pike...)
(Graham and Rat, adrift in the rarefied slipstream...)
(BW and GM think Kagel while noting the inherent weaknesses of V****; Marlon parts the curtain.)
(Rat murders; Tom enjoys a nanosec in the spotlight.)
(We exist in isolation...)
(But allow for the anomalous to rend the frame... Dominic takes flight!)
(Graham and The Rat, "...Berlin, married, one child...")
("Syringes, Inspector." Sorry, I'm watching Fassbinder's Die dritte Generation while typing these captions...)
Mr. Trix usurps élan...)
(MK, GM, und RB...)
(A microphone grows from Tom's back as spirits converge...)
(Fuck yes we're motley, and all the better for it.)
(Fly-catching time, stage left.)
(Clearly not a leg-hump... More a failed takedown. The audience yelped nonetheless, and either approved or cursed the action. I'm suddenly reminded of the "SPK Gang" in Stallone's tolerably risible Cobra...)
(Weasel flails in the pit as the spill widens...)
(The rift, in oscillation...)
TS
--
(Tom communes with the Robot; Graham and Rat stab out their instructions...)
(Weasel and Marlon sniff the Hemlock air as Ben prepares his forward pike...)
(Graham and Rat, adrift in the rarefied slipstream...)
(BW and GM think Kagel while noting the inherent weaknesses of V****; Marlon parts the curtain.)
(Rat murders; Tom enjoys a nanosec in the spotlight.)
(We exist in isolation...)
(But allow for the anomalous to rend the frame... Dominic takes flight!)
(Graham and The Rat, "...Berlin, married, one child...")
("Syringes, Inspector." Sorry, I'm watching Fassbinder's Die dritte Generation while typing these captions...)
Mr. Trix usurps élan...)
(MK, GM, und RB...)
(A microphone grows from Tom's back as spirits converge...)
(Fuck yes we're motley, and all the better for it.)
(Fly-catching time, stage left.)
(Clearly not a leg-hump... More a failed takedown. The audience yelped nonetheless, and either approved or cursed the action. I'm suddenly reminded of the "SPK Gang" in Stallone's tolerably risible Cobra...)
(Weasel flails in the pit as the spill widens...)
(The rift, in oscillation...)
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