[mod.music] IT'S HERE!

gtaylor@astroatc.UUCP (G.N. Excelsis-Deo) (05/30/86)

Years in the making ("Sure, I'll drop the  cassette  in  the
mail  to you over the weekend...."), weeks in the sequencing
("Let's see, do I put Dave Bottom's blues frenzy between Jim
Hofmann's  poetry  rant  that  the Japanese court stuff from
Brad, or should I use Binkley's syntho jazz  thing?  Aaargh.
[sound  of  darts  being  thrown  at  listing tacked to dart
board]"), requiring literally thousands of dollars  of  pre-
cise and expensive equipment (jump cut to my wife hollering,
"Greg, have you seen that Planter's Cheese Ball can that  we
keep  the  coffee  in?"  I reply, "Uh....yeah. I needed some
fake drums, so I had it in the  recording  studio."  Riotous
laughter  ensues.)  and time, IT IS FINALLY COMPLETE. I have
one in my walkperson even as I type this party out.

So welcome to the USENET cassette release party posting.  We
didn't  have  time  to do much for munchies and drinks, so I
made all the contributors come BYOB. Oh  yeah.  Sorry  about
the  name tags, too. You gotta do it by net address. Anyhow,
here's what we've got. Here's what we've got:

?vax!tjjw: It's Toejam's  favorite  drink:  A  flaming  blue
malibu with California plates. Don't ask me what's in it.

guidos@brl-lfd.arpa: Bernie's got some kind of urban version
of  the  clear  stuff in the mason jar that pulls the breath
out of your lungs. You can't miss  his  glass-he's  got  his
harp soaking in it.

bentley!egw: Schnapps, drunk with a straight back.

pur-ee!hsut: sand and juice with a bat in my airplane

iham1!rwn: It sure is fizzy

esc-bb!brad: sake, natch. In this beautiful white bowl....

tellab1!etan: He keeps asking us what *we're* drinking....

g.cs.cmu.edu!ckk: Dunno.  The  glass  is  opaque.  He  seems
pleased, however.

vaporvax!bornak: It looks like that Jovian slime  that  all
the  yuppies  were  drinking a while back. They didn't float
methane ice in it, though.

dadla!jrb:  Whatever  it  is,  it's  (ouch)  "Straight,  no
chaser"

ihuxx!phedge: VAX magnetic tape head  cleaner  cut  with  a
little Hawaiian Punch

nrl-css!wicinski: Dance Lubricant and Bourbon

dec-pldvax!janzen: He's not drinking anything. Does he eat?

hofmann@amsaa.arpa: I think it's either  a  funny  coloured
beer, or some sort of industrial effluvia

pyuxd!rlr: I haven't seen him recently. He was arguing with
Toejam  about  something.  Maybe he knows what's in Toejam's
drink.

potomac!jsl: A tall, cool bottle of Slam 69

stolaf!robertsl: He's finished whatever he brought, borrow-
ing from jsl and Hofmann now.

dec-baxta!bottom_david: One whisky, one gin, and one beer

hao!pete: This stuff from  uh...Thailand,  maybe?  I  can't
read the writing on the label

amdcad!linda: A bracing New Beaujolais.

cubsvax!dss: Long Island Iced Tea

rossi@nusc.arpa: Electric Kool-Aid

astroatc!gtaylor: Cointreau on Ice




NOW, HOW DO *YOU* GET IN ON THIS?

Simple. If you're at USENIX and you can find me.  I'll  have
some tapes along.

Otherwise, sit down and get four dollars.  This  money  will
take  care  of  that  luscious little 90 minutes of low-tech
anarchy and history, and the jiffy bag and some postage.

Get the check or the money order or the krugerrands and send
your  "pretty please" request to my house (I can't get stuff
here at work).  The address is:

    Gregory Alan Taylor
    907 Jenifer St.
    Madison, Wisconsin 53703


As soon as your note arrives, I'll send you one. Simple, eh?


P.S. Soon I'll be posting the official liner notes  for  the
cassette  in  nroff/troff  form so you can run off your own.
Stay tuned.