Buzzsaw & The Shavings Blog
BuzzyVocals
In addition to the sampled loops derived of a trampled keyboard I have bestowed upon Germania, I have also recently installed tempestuously passionately vocal loopiness over Popes of Roman antiquity in the CountDuTen Open Source page, If your mix tempts the irreverent, these loops are indispensable...
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Buzzyloops in actuality
At last those promised keyboard loops are available in the Buzzsaw Open Source loop page, ten in total, although they bear hopes of a much greater number that the craft of others shall overcome and obscure an edge so rough all soft and yielding surfaces break out in chasms three counties away.
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Buzzy Board Boon
After an age of employing the notes and chords and looped arrangements of others, through the esteemed and celebrated Herr Mann, I have attained a keyboard and am making furious 'dischordant' salutations. After an age nearly as long as me residence in Germania, I shall be adding to my Open Loops folder tardily repaying abundance...gads, did that sound ominous...
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"I await with bated breath for the forthcoming loopage Sir Buzz. My imagination is already restless with the potential possibilities."--
David Fuglewicz (on 01/27/12 06:25:34)Coveted Germanian Return
With the uploading of a second new mix, Buzzy and at least ten thousand Shavings are indeed presumed to have returned to the din and delight that is Germania, contributing wholly to one of those terms and only fitfully to the other when an errant talent at last coughs up its malady
The thought of further mixes already tempt me Fancy, presently to appear, but plainly such is the cost of me return.
And yes...it HAS been much too long,
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"All is well in Germania again, as our prodigal son has returned. Now if only we can get Herr Von Fuglewicz to give us those vocal loops he loosely promised us last year. Welcome back, Buzz you have no idea how much you were missed, but I am sure you will soon find out. :)"--
Zebra Mann (on 08/21/11 00:03:55)Of Shards and Shavings
After eight years and a sum of titles approaching the confines of three hundred songs, me musical foundry, was the scene and seat of a fecund manufacture of mixes has filled with the residue of a burn-out, distinctly chilled and even permitting the passing residence of frost upon its flanks, a stunning achievement in a Southern Californian November. I have largely returned to the musical miniatures that comprised me early days in Germania, and for me, the wheel has come full circle and stopped. Me artistic intentions have since defected, tempted by other creative motions, now in pursuit of the world and its expressions through a camera lens. I will continue to support Germania and I will hover on its frontiers to comment on mix and topic from time to time, but Buzzymixes are for now concluded. Whenever the impulse to mix anew descends upon me, I will, of course, speedily warn Germania, so that barricades might be hurled across the streets and the battlements manned.
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"I'm enjoying your camera's eye on facebook, but shall miss your everpresence here. Your returns will always be a welcome sight, indeed."--
Blind Mime Ensemble (on 11/13/10 22:09:18)
"Ah, Dave von Fugle-de-la-Wicz, after a LENGTHY battery recharge, I will be back...I could NEVER keep away from Germania for good. :)"--
Buzzsaw & The Shavings (on 11/12/10 23:52:01)
"Bless that imperishable Fancy, comprised of nature stalwart, in me creative endeavours, Charles of the Goff. I must say that thy request will be sated with a daily profusion of the ventures of me lens garbing the confines of me Facebook page. At length a site of their own must ensue..."--
Buzzsaw & The Shavings (on 11/12/10 23:14:31)
"All things known to mind are cyclical, and while the ebb must follow the flow, I know the flow never truly stops until the oceans are dry. I offer both best wishes for the ensuing visual productions and a question: where on the vast internet might a Buzzsaw fan find the photos that now follow the phonics? "--
C. Goff III (on 11/12/10 19:09:25)Perhaps a Buzzy theme appears
I discern after two such mixes that I am wading ever more deeply in a theme of lakes across the face of the Earth. Given my storied knowledge of geography, many such themed mixes might ensue, and with fortune the lakes coming shall be ever greater in depth, offering a better chance the mix sink the more deeply.
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"If you are going wading, remember to wear your rubbers. Don't want to get your feets wet. Now where did I leave my water wings?"--
Zebra Mann (on 08/06/10 22:30:10)
"Correction: Water fowl and crustacean croon their enjoyment of such a thought."--
David Fuglewicz (on 08/06/10 19:42:28)
"The beautiful and bountiful lakes of the world await thine interpretation Sir Buzz. Their gentle waves lapping against the fertile shorelines whisper their approval. Water fowl and crustacean crone their enjoyment of such a thought. Fish and turtle and mammals of all sort are giddy with joy that you shall turn your vast and weighty musical talents their way.
Indeed!"--
David Fuglewicz (on 08/06/10 19:40:01)Likely from Cadiz to Gävle
I have long comprehended and quite understood that in the violent motions that comprise the nature and the character of the Shavings, the tempests and the clamours that they loose amongst the eleven thousand of them, there is a primal urge to be primary, to be first, to fix a dominion over the others, a unitary and despotic sceptre suspended over all. It seems now they have adapted to the capacity of motoring at great speeds upon the superhighways of Europe and seeking to be the first at some destination not yet fixed. I can but render their competition in me latest audio mixery series in Germania, unable and even...unwilling to stop them.
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"There are that many shavings? That explains the gridlock on all the major highways and byways the world over. I say give them all a clunker, set them up in a figure eight dirt track, and may the best shaving win. Of course, that's what we Midwesterners call a Demolition Derby. Might be worthwhile to sell tickets to such an event. "--
Zebra Mann (on 05/19/10 23:03:57)Stückwerk dirt
I must admit I am most heartened, after fixing ear to all the media outlets issues news tidings that there has been a delightful lack of ensuing calamity in the aftermath of the latest Stückwerk series issue, the fiery conduct in Athens and electoral indecision in London certainly attributable to other matters. I am even minded to imagine it even offers benefits to those on the page, not limited to a burst of exercise presented the visitor to Germania as one happily scrolls past it.
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Ein Stückwerk Nummer bezerk
The doubtful and the impetuous toilings of the archaeologist in the Mark Brandenburg field have uncovered further pieces of the Ein Stückwerk series long assumed to have vanished to fatten Oblivion and now restored to our ears in Germania. They seem to be derived of a tempest of notes that vexed a flute concerto of Frederick the Great and as result shivered Austria loose of Upper Silesia. Time remains to secure redoubts, sanctuaries and hiding-places before I install them in Germania.
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At length to resume
As other Senates can act stunningly quickly, me monsters have fled the confines of Rome and seek out other ancient towns and realms to assail. I am thinking of exchanging an Italian cliff for a Red one. Allow me time, tis quite a long excursion to Han China, even longer with the directions in Sanskrit.
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"well, check out one of those translating pages on the Intrawebs, I'm sure you can get your Sanskrit translated there, and a few other things as well, for a wee bit of filthy lucre. "--
Zebra Mann (on 12/18/09 21:51:11)Exceptional doings in the Campania
Influenced by and in honour of the venerable and venerated and veritable Herr McGee who had earlier loosed mixes regarding monsters of even excessive size falling upon the great cities of the conventional world, a new series of Buzzymixes shall introduce fearsome beasts into the storied cities of antiquity as must be expected of a figure who had gone too long without any historical references and is ever in the habit of easily succumbing.
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"Musing, munching, mythical monsters must meet most morbidly . Moreover, much madness moves masses magically."--
David Fuglewicz (on 11/22/09 17:24:04)
"we await your blazing and bellowing monsters from the original Buzzsaw bestiary with bated breath. "--
Zebra Mann (on 11/15/09 03:37:13)Goffmix Developing
Under the despotic reign of the latest of mixery impulses and daring not to hope for rebellion or reform in the streets and ministries, I do believe I must therefore mix. Events ensue...
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Didius Fuss
This caused a sensation in Rome, and advantage-smelling friends carried this sensation to one dandy-about-town, Didius Julianus. He suspended his gorging on an opulent repast of olive and octopus, Falernian wine and flamingo tongue, to listen to the blandishments of his guests that easily succeeded in convincing him that he truly deserved and merited the throne. After a final quaff, he quit banquet table with a feigned sigh and hastened off to the Praetorian Camp where he found one Sulpicianus, the father-in-law of the late Pertinax already bidding for the throne, shouting sums from outside the camp.
Didius at once joined the proceedings, declaiming his vast wealth, bellowing out over his strongboxes filled with gold and silver and of rewards that would exhaust the meaning of the term 'vast' if he were awarded the purple. This settled the issue for the Praetorians, who threw open the gates of the camp to Didius and admitted him amongst them. There was a sop thrown to Virtue, as the soldiers asked that the first act of his reign be the pardoning of Sulpicianus for bidding against him and allowing him to carry home the debris of Pertinax. This was assented to, and the Guard took up their shields and surrounded their new Caesar, escorting him to the palace. This shielded him the hostile gaze of the Romans who, even after the extinction of all other virtues that had once comprised the very name 'Roman' still blushed with shame over this deed. But Didius would not have minded, as these looks of reproach would have mattered little in comparison to the sight and promise of the palace ahead. Thusly there installed, Didius commanded an opulent feast to be prepared, ordering away with contempt the thin gruel and hard bread that was Pertinax's humble meal still on table, his headless body still near. A renowned Syrian dancer by the name of Pylades was summoned for the entertainment of Didius and the festivities continued long into the evening, until the guests drifted home and Didius was left alone to ponder the enormity of his situation, a throne bought, and the looks of reproach at last made their acquaintance of him, through the courtesy of a glance of even the meanest of palace slaves. Didius trembled, and for very good reason, for these glances had already began to diffuse through the Empire catching the view of various generals, with armies at their disposal, who believed that their Purple moment had arrived. Once again, civil war was coming to Rome...and I DO hope they bring along a fresh provision of 'i's if I am ever to begin my excursion...and capital i's SIMPLY do not suffice.
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New Year's Appears
...The early morning of January 1, 193 was filled with much drama. The Senate was assembled, the venerables roused from slumber as the conspirators went out into the city. Among those roused was one man by the name of Pertinax who was awakened from slumber into a state of panic communicated to him by his servants who heeded the massed banging upon his door. There he was not offered a sword but a throne. Only after being assured and reassured that Commodus was truly dead, did he join the conspirators back to the Senate House where a bidding war over who could coin the greatest terms of abuse as applied to Commodus was ongoing. Commodus' inscriptions were ordered erased, his statues overturned, and then, by senatorial acclamation, Pertinax assumed the Imperial Purple.
Pertinax vowed a return to the days of Marcus Aurelius, and by so doing, instituted a crash program of moderation and Virtue's restoration. At once, problems grew as flowers in the showers of April, as these reforms were detested and abominated by the powerful Bodyguard of the Emperor, the Praetorians. They had been pampered and indulged by Commodus, becoming accustomed to dangerous new liberties from which they would not disabuse themselves. Such was the inevitable and ineluctable consequence of Hadrian's disastrous policy of separating a military career from a political one. Most rising young men opted for the safer political course and the army increasingly became comprised of the rural and the barbarous, habituated to settling differences through the intervention of steel, and this doomed Pertinax who sought a revolution in behaviour. A mutiny was raised against him within days of his accession and though quelled, it was already clear that Pertinax's reign would not be a long one. Emperor Nerva (96-9
had survived a similar scenario by appointing a respected and popular general, Trajan, to succeed him, but Pertinax seemed unaware of such an expedient and thus was left alone to face the coming calamity.
Such was realized when in the aftermath of a second mutiny this time quelled with Praetorian executions in March of 193, Pertinax had cancelled his public appearances for the day and was at home in the palace when a detachment of Praetorians, the most disgruntled of all over Pertinax's economy, rushed the palace. Pertinax's ministers, alerted to the danger and frightfully aware of the likelihood they would share it, fled before Pertinax, hands wringing, begging him to flee. Pertinax was a man of some bravery, having served in the army, and resolved instead to meet the mutinous troops, advanced before their massed steel and gifted them with an outstanding speech that so shamed the soldiers that some sheathed their swords and had even begun to turn away. However, one centurion, a denizen from the wilderness about Vienna, and apparently whose grasp of Latin was tenuous in the extreme, thusly remained unappeased, and hefted sword high and drove it deeply into Pertinax. Such seemed a very imitable suggestion. Soon a multitude of sword metal rained down upon the pulp that bore the condition of Imperial majesty and the name of Pertinax and, under such a violent upheaval, the head separated from the body. It was then borne aloft upon a lance, and the head of Pertinax was carried through the indifferent streets of Rome, the mob accustomed to such sanguinary scenes and without any affection or attachment to the slain emperor. The ghastly procession led out to the Praetorian camp situated in the outskirts of the city. There a truly shameful episode of Roman History was played out. The Praetorian Guard mounted the ramparts of their encampment and announced that the throne of the world was up for auction, available to the highest bidder...hmmm...not even in this time group of font could I find that proper 'i'. The search continues, dear ones.
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Excursion run
, obliging boys and otherwise conducted he in a manner not seen since the days of Nero. This was a bubble of untrammeled ease set in the roiled air of cries and lamentations that the avarice of Perennis engendered by his exactions and invasions of every purse in the empire no matter how humble. His ambitions only continued to grow until he openly considered stealing away the Imperial authority for himself. Such was enough to interrupt even the embrace of the most practiced courtesan as Commodus was impelled to act. An axe was employed to demonstrate that the top position was indeed filled, and this necessity completed, one Cleander, a lately risen slave from Phrygia in Asia Minor next stepped into the sandals of the chamberlain, as Commodus resumed his sensual idyll.
Such continued until 189 when Rome was wracked by a food shortage, manufactured by merchants keeping commodities off the market in a bid to raise prices. Such a privation was intolerable to the ‘mob’-the idle and jobless descendants of displaced farmers who had flooded into Rome a century and more earlier and hence citizens entitled to a free daily allotment of governmental grain, wine and bacon. When interruption threatened to lighten the burden of their bellies, the fun and frolic on the reddened arena sands was forsook as the rabble assembled themselves under the vocal and the calculating and began a march upon the palace. A detachment of centurions was sent to quell the uprising, and indeed their skilled swords and methods of violence drove them back into the congested heart of the city, a warren of crooked narrow streets where the advantages of the centurions were dissipated. From the overhanging rooftops, a rain of dart and shower of tile was cast down upon the plumed soldiers causing them to withdraw followed by the re-emboldened mob that then resumed its advance. This intelligence was communicated to Commodus by two of his favourite concubines who, bathed in tears, hair and emotions disheveled, flung open the doors to the bedchamber and threw themselves before the Emperor. Again bestirred by events to cast aside perfumed embrace, Commodus discerned the gravity of the situation, and at once summoned Cleander. He had scarcely entered the palace when a very animated sword perforated him, and the head separated from the body, was presented to Commodus, who seized this gristly relic of a life, and advanced at top speed to a balcony. There he threw down the head to assembled multitude below that had gathered about the palace. This at once appeased the revolt, and Commodus resolved that in future he would resume a more hands-on approach to rule, in the guise of a gladiator, a vocation that over the last several years of his ease had quite taken his fancy. As a result, his return to the public gaze was attended by the doubtful garb of helmet and greaves, grasping net and sword on the sands of the Coliseum. The Senate was frequently summoned for his performance in the name of guidance and behaviour. Once, before the venerable old Conscript Fathers, Commodus, in his gladiator garb, having decapitated an ostrich, then held the bloody trophy aloft, wagging his head to and fro, maniacal look the possessor of his countenance, thusly declared that he would deal with the Senate in the same manner. The ivory-beards used the recourse of laurel-leaves stuffed into their mouths lest they bray out laughter, a capital crime as Commodus fell into the final stage of his growing megalomania. By decree, the months of the year were renamed in his honour and gold dust was strewn about before him wherever his semi-sacred sandals strode. The capriciousness of his nature filled Rome with terror and thusly conspiracy, when, at the end of 192, he planned to celebrate the new year by moving his court into the gladiatorial barracks after making a fresh cull of humanity that affronted him, including his sister. Her sense of danger moved the ponderous machinery of conspiracy into a high gear, and poison was applied to a copious measure of the Imperial wine specially procured for the new year’s eve dinner, quaffed with abandon. As soon thereafter Commodus retired to his chamber and began to struggle with the effects of poison and drunkenness, a famed wrestler of the city by the name of Narcissus was admitted into the room and strangled him with no resistance....hmm...not even the proper 'l' I could fing in this either....patience, dear, rare Buzzycompatriots.
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The excursion begins
There followed in 183 a rather fateful incident. After a long day in the amphitheatre, Commodus was making his way home to the palace through dark streets lit only by the guttering torches of his praetorian guard. Suddenly rushing out from the shadows, a dagger-wielding specimen of humanity lunged at Commodus, bellowing out “The Senate sends you this!” Commodus’ guard ensured that ‘would-be’ would presage the term ‘assassin’ in this case, and thus disarmed, the assailant declared that he was part of a conspiracy supposedly on behalf the of the venerable and virtuous Senator Claudius Pompeianus who was once seen as a possible successor to Marcus. The link was inconclusive, but at once, Commodus’ view of the Senate was palled over by black suspicions, that found scant remedy even in the application of swords to the limbs and necks of Claudius and his senatorial votaries. The warm afterglow of the Age of the Five Good Emperors was at an end. Even greater powers now redounded to Saoterus, as the Senate was yet further culled of members and his net of redress was cat over the city drawing in one and all who did not pronounce the name of Claudius with all due reverence. A stalwart sword was directed at Saoterus who fell to it, and the office was then filled by one Perennis, a grasping creature of ambition who quickly saw the Empire as his own private estate. Commodus retired fully in order to drift upon a sea of wine with concubines...hmmm...not even in all this could I find the correct l's.....until later, dears.
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Promise Is
The proposed expedition seems to have been rather bogged down as the required font to provision our excursion seems not to have been delivered to us but rather defective material in the extreme. The search does continue, however, as that promised musical score paper MUST be in that particular domain, along with the fufillment of the promise made to my dear, rare Buzzycompatriots. Such is a sign of me enduring devotion that I shall not flag nor fail, and that despite all sights and scenes to the contrary, I will indeed procure that trail, laid out in paper of the route to......ah, there, I have wearied the reader...I can swan off now.......
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L swell
////l//////l!!///////l//////!!!!!..dear, rare Buzzy compatriots, this latest provision of font for the expedition is rather unstable it seems. I beg another delay until I can obtain a better brand of l's.
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O Go
..()..!!()..()()()()()().....!!!()()()()()..()()()().....!!
Dear, rare, Buzzycompatriots...it seems that the problems with the provisions required for the expedition continue. Firstly there was a dreadfully interminable wait for the parts, and now it seems I cannot join them into this most required pre-P letter. Again, I beg time for to send off for another set. Do check again.
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i cry
*..x..i...*!! Cripes! *..x..i..there, I..*!! Damn! *..x..i.., at las*!! Damn and blast! *..x..i...*perhaps n*..!! Confound it!! Dear, rare Buzzycompatriots, again the start of the expedition is delayed due to provisioning problems...these packed i's simply will not stay unpacked. Another provisioner MUST be located. Do check again later, dears.
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L Tell
(((((..))..((...)()()(.....!!
Again there are difficulties in getting the required font provisions...the L's have unrolled but seem rsther warped. Again, I beg a delay dear, rare Buzzycompatriots until a new source of L's can be found.
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Roll hoe
There!===>@@@!%$!!
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Heavens and Hades! I must say dear, rare Buzzycompatriots, that the expedition is to be delayed a few more days, or at least until this provision of L's can be sufficiently unrolled.
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Provision risen
The plans for the expedition to that realm where lined musical score paper is rumoured to be found is stalled for a moment as suffcient stores of font for the journey must be located, of course.....and, there! Before you!{aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa}
There we are..at least a day's supply....and next 'b' is to be located, and....oh, heavens and Hades....we must also look for that letter in capital, boldface and italicized forms.....this may take a while. Do check later, dear, rare Buzzycompatriots.
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Trip grip
Excitement takes a trowel and a hammer and builds and in this case quite actually itself. There does seem to be a sighting, only rumoured, mind you, of a veritable ream of lined musical score paper. An expedition is soon to be mounted and soon to be departing. I do have no choice but to join this expedition, and in spite of thy cries, I will indeed remain to post and to upload a/..! Hurling things at the font wil/ will not help matters. Until later dear, rare and difficu/....difficult Buzzycompatriots.
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Pounce flounce
I have hesitated for a few days lest I find my trust to be quite the morsel
for Diable or Nijamiad....to be ensnared by such an expression again....
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^(A MOMENT FOR TREMBLING)
It seems, rather instead of a revist, the past has truly evoured them. So
at last, thusly reassured, I again attempt to locate that coveted score paper.
Ah, there.......there~~~~~~~approaching.~~~~~~~approaching~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~*!! That paper is very quick for something that boasts no
legs...Do check again, later, dear, rare Buzzycompatriots.
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Resumption gumption
Heavens and Hades, at last I believe that Diable and his execrable cure,
that Nijamiad creature have been banished from the confines of my
page. It seems to be a rather trying time, come October in the realm of
Germania when water ties itself into a rope, fire shoots out pellets of frost
and pages change as that subterranean world of Goethe's fear, of
crumbly ground under our feet, steam escaping from vents and strange
voices intwined in the fumes rises above ground. But done with now.
Again, I must return to finding that score paper...there IS a symphony to
compose after all and install in Germania and.........inspite as such
comments as that.....I heard you.....its a software upgrade here.....
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VBC SEE !!!!!!
........D......i....a..b.le! My messages have been frozen! It would have been
most vexing in the extreme had I anything to say. But that Di.a...Whats this vile sounding piece of bile called the VBC !!! ha ha ha !
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Smite blight
I have not forgotten my forays to achiee me goal of that lined musical score paper for my upcoming Third Symphony. Indeed I have ben searching and scouring, despoiling nooks of treasure..read grime and crannies of riches...read runny muck.....but refrain from reading that in Third Symphony, please....thankee and...you there, in the Danzig poster lined room-I heard that! I will extract my charcter map and smite thee! I hurl explosive diacritical marks....´´´and strange letters that loathe your freedom....´þœæ...ah, missed...bigger guns....ÆŒ....ah, you dart very adroitly...÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷.........ah, dividing now your resolve..×..×××....ah, now I am multiplying it....ah.............I return later, after I dislodge this accursed key...
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Reserved swerved
________________!!® urgh!_____!!!™ damn and blast this, I say!______________________!!© of all the wrongcopied routes of giving chase!!___________________™!!! Urgh!! Dear, rare Buzzycompatriots, it seems if I am to give these lines proper chase so I can at last manufacture my score paper, I must seek a route in the public domain. Until, later, dears.
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Formulaic trick
=======>÷¼¾½×ˆ‰µ¬¼÷5ah, I do apologize, dear, rare Buzzycompatriots when a chase become rather formulaic....I had thought I had come upon the correct formula and solution....perhaps not.
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Toll toll
@@___!¥1,000,000,000!!@@______€3,000,000,000!!@@@_______!!£5,000,000,000!!!!ah, these tolls! It is so very expensive these days to give, or even buy chase! Allow me to recoup, dear, rare Buzzycompatriots.
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Greece piece
====...pant...paßµþ......ßµþ!!!ßµ!!ßHeavens and Hades, yes, Hades! The chase has taken me to Greece, it seems! Somewhat off track...do allow a reconfiguration and do check then, dear, rare Buzzycompatriots.
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Chase haste
@@@@@@@@@@@@....!!!@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@.....alas! I have the lines for my score paper, but I cannot unroll them without accessing that wretched menu. @@@@@__}....damn and blast@@@@@___________________________ah! The velocity of that line_____________I cannot catch it__________________a pursuit is on____________________________________
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Faulty Fawlty
Alas, I am STILL unable to access that programme, I am beginning to discern that it might be rather faulty, though I have configured and tweaked about the lot...8%^@....nothing....this programme simply must be faulty..$#%*SYBIL FAWLTY: Basil!
BASIL FAWLTY: Yes, my pretty little phial of venom..is the hotel not at a suffcient tilt for you?
SYBIL: Basil! Take this American gent's bags up to Room 14. We can do him a Full English Breakfast in bed.....tomato, fried bread, bangers, even a buttered kipper.
BASIL: And teak? Mahogany?
SYBIL: What are you mumbling, Basil?
BASIL: What sort of wood might he like the tray made out of? Brazil wood? Lemonwood? And kippers, yet? He's an American-why not a waldorf salad with lashings of hot screwdrivers instead?
God, I remember that....ass busting-
SYBIL: Basil! Ring for Manuel!
BASIL: Yes, my bramble-encrusted pet...(RINGS BELL) Manuel!! Take this bag to Room 14.
MANUEL: ¿Qué?
BASIL: Room 14.
MANUEL: ¿Como?
BASIL: Room 14!! Blast you-(HANDS SURROUND MANUEL's NECK)
SYBIL: Basil! Ba@#$^$%ah, heavens and hades....the program is faulty..not Fawlty! Do grant another moment or ninety, please, dear, rare Buzzycompatriots.
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Plans scans
Yes, dear, rare, Buzzycompatriots, it does seem that the menu is beyond my abilties to reach, but there are other ways to attain the technique of making lined score paper out of font for that promised Third Symphony. Off hand, I do not know what they are, but since I will get them off brain, it really doesn't matter in the slightest.
Check again soon, dears.
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Upon despond
Nothing yet to report, dear, rare Buzzycompatriots, though I have sought for a new technique to access that menu. Succumbing to a despond, succumbing to disappointment, feel as though I am about to wineVeuve Clicquot Ponsardin Brut £ 65.00
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Magnums(2 bottles)
Krug 1988 £ 415.00
Krug 1943 £1,500.00
Riesling Pettental, Weingut Heyl Von Herrensheim 1998 £ 96.00
Nierstein Rheinhessen-Germany
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Red Wine
75cl
Santenay Les Champs Claude 1999 £ 47.00
Domaine Jean Pillot, Burgundy France
Fabre Montmayour Grand Vin 2000 £ 55.00
Lujan de Cuyao, Mendoza Argentina
Châteauneuf-du-Pape 1999 £ 69.00
Château de la Nerthe, Rhône France
Ata Rangi Pinot Noir 2000 £ 75.00
Malborough, New Zealand
Amarone 1998 £ 95.00
Allegrini, Italy
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Red Wine
Magnums (2 bottles)
Châteauneuf-du-Pape 1995 £ 220.00
La Tâche Grand Cru 1969 £ 3,700.00
Domaine de la Romanée-Conti, Burgundy France
Double Magnums (4 bottles)
Château Lynch-Bages 5eme Cru Classé 1983 £ 850.00
Pauillac, Bordeaux France
Château Croziet-Bages 5eme Cru Classé 1970 £ 380.00
Pauillac, Bordeaux France
Château Cheval Blanc 1er Grand Cru Classé (A) 1978 £ 1,350.00
Saint Emilion, Bordeaux France..er, that is WHINE.
Again, do check later, dears.
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Menu re-drew
Will this next symphony NEVER begin? I am at a loss....to access that menu and thusly transform font to that lined score paper...Heavens and Hades! Perhaps this American software? Let us see...and a click and a scroll and a click and another click and a scroll andMississippi Sampler
A selection of favourites for two to share. Crispy potato skins, chunky, spicy onion rings, Louisiana Hot chicken wings, Cajun mushrooms and Nachos with melted cheese, tomato salsa, sour cream and guacamole.
Rack of Ribs
For those with an appetite! Tender pork ribs smothered in BBQ sauce, served with spicy Cajun coleslaw.
10oz Rib Eye
283g/10oz* of great tasting steak. Rib-Eye is an American-style cut with a lot of marbling which makes it tender and full of flavour. Hmmmm....a change of stategy is indicated. Allow me a while, dear, rare, Buzzycompatriots.
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Menu anew
Heavens and Hades, but accessing the menu of that wonky programme so that might make those lines out of font for me upcoming symphony is becoming most rapidly trying. Let's see from palm-fronded confines was recommended but much has been before...sigh...click, scroll, click, scroll......click and Metagee
Caribbean vegetable gratin with sweet potatoes, yam, green banana,
okra and pumpkin, covered in a cream coconut sauce served with
grilled garlic hard dough bread slices and fried plantain £11.50
Caribbean Mixed Vegetable Platter
Deep fried Breadfruit slices, grilled Cho cho, Grilled Yam & Aubergine slices....
Served with sweet potato wedges, rice n peas and either jerk
sauce or coconut sauce with callaloo fritters For One
£12.25
For Two
£24.00
Chump of Lamb
Marinated in honey and served on a Pumpkin split pea mash with Guava Jus and Chilli Guava jam £12.85
Side Orders
Pan-fried callaloo
(Caribbean spinach)
Coleslaw
Avocado pear
Grilled sweetcorn cob::sigh::what a belly bulging predicament. Again, until later, dears
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Menu blew
I must continue my attempts to access that menu! Thusly, some Russian software was recommended to me, and in my ever=-increasing desire to obtain that lined score paper, I thusly do install...click, scroll, click, scroll, click, click, scroll, scroll and then CHANAKY
In Russia this is a very famous Georgian mutton stew with potatoes, aubergines, tomatoes, fresh herbs and slightly spiced. Cooked and served in a traditional clay pot.
£13.90
ZAPYEKANKA SVINAYA
Pork fillet baked with cheese and served with a mouth-watering mushroom sauce and fried potatoes.
£14.50
PLOV PO-UZBEKSKI
There are numerous plov recipes originating in Central Asia. This one, in particular, is combined of rice cooked with pieces of lamb fillets, finely chopped and fried carrots, onions and spices.
£15.90
BEEF STROGANOV
is the invention of a Russian General named Stroganov. Tender strips of meat sauteed in rich red wine and sour cream sauce with mushrooms. Served with rice or roast potatoes.
£16.90::sigh:: again, I do fear yet another inconvienent tradition is established. I beg thee, attend again later, dears.
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Menu rue
It seems that there was a malfunction with that wretched programme, but all seems rather rectified now, that I have installed software direct from Bangalore, prized Indian technique to access that menu. Activation code..#$$%@#*
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click, scroll, click, scroll and
MALAIMOSA
Goats cheese & smoked cashewnut samosa
with pear & clove chutney.
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MURGHABI MUSSALAM
Grilled Gressingham breast of duck, rich black lentil sauce, masala mash potatoes & crispy okra with wild mushroom naan.
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AAM KI JHAAG
Chilled frothy fresh mango lassi with toasted cumin, black salt, topped with coconut milk ice cream & roasted coconut & pistachio .
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CHOCOMOSA
Chocolate ganache & nuts filled samosas, served on caramelized banana with pistachio kulfi.
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£ 58.00 exc. Wine
£ 85.00 inc. Wine
Glass of Champagne Alain Thiénot NV, Reims, France
Glass of Kritt Pinot Blanc "Les Charmes" 2001Marc Kreydenweiss, Alsace, France
Glass of Montagny 'Les Joncs' Récolte du Domaine 2000, Faiveley, Bourgogne, France
Glass of Boschendal "Blanc de Noir" 2003 Groot Drakenstein, Franschoek, South Africa
Glass of Omaka Springs "Wine Maker's Selection" Pinot Noir 2002 Marlborough, New Zealand
Glass of Port Ramos Pinto Reserva Collector, Portugal
::sigh:: I sense a rather vexing trend....
Do check again later, dear, rare Buzzycompatriots.
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Programme ran
Ah, I do believe that the difficulties in changing font into lined score paper for me ensuing symphony are at an end. I have installed a puter' programme which should vanquish all these vexations. It has a main menu with options, ah, let me see here...click here....and there....and there....and scroll and click again...and scroll down more...and click and...type in....and click....and scroll and.....click......type....and scroll....and then
Menu Dégustation
Monday - Saturday 7.00pm - 10.00pm
Ballotine of Foie Gras
Peach Jelly
Roasted Skye Scallop
Pistachio Butter
Herb Gnocchi
Artichokes and Aged Parmesan
John Dory
Pea and Truffle Sauce
Pork Gascony
Jus Rôti
Textures of Chocolate
Coffee and Petits Fours
Price: £75.00
::Sigh::If only other things were as enamoured of me.....
Do check again later, dear rare Buzzycompatriots....with a few pence or pennies.
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Bar mar
Lines! Lines, I cry! I will never be able to create this next symphony unless I can turn this font into those coveted lines for score paper! Lines...lines..lllllllllinesllllllllllllll///____lDamn and blast! llllllineslllll/__ll/What's someone like you doni' in a place like this?!l/_][)on't you wanna come to my place an' see my etchings?
If you had a beeautlll!!!ll)amn and blast! Again, I do fear these are the incorrect type of lines. More time for study, I beg, dear, rare, Buzzycompatriots.
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Lines kinds
Yes, it is entirely possible, dear rare Buzzycompatriots that I have managed after some reflection, to recreate that formula that turns font into lines for score paper, from which Symphony No. 3 might be created..let us see....%80(_______)0Damn and blast!l/l/l//l//h/lecouldll/ln't have taken Miss Salvation Army to Havana?
(TROPICAL BEAT)
SARAH BROWN: A milkshake please.
SKY MASTERSON: A dulce de leche.
(TROPICAL RHYTHM)
SARAH: What is this again?
SKY: A dulce de leche.
SARAH: What's in it?
SKY: Oh, milk, sugar and a special flavouring.
SARAH: What's the special flavouring?
SKY: Bacardi.
SARAH: It's very good.....what a way to get children to drink their milk.
(TROPICAL BEAT)
SKY: Would yol/lull/llllllllllDamn and blast! Again it seems the technique has eluded, again I have the wring type of lines. I beg more time, dear, rare Buzzcompatriots, but I will have the proper type of lines soon. Until later, darlings.
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Lines pines
____/!!l__l_l_l_l_l!!!!llllllllines I say! Lines I cry, lines I demand, I must have lines!!!l_llll_lllARCHllllBISHOP COLLOREDO: Why?
MOZART: Why what, your Grace?
COLLOREDO: Why do you persist in humiliating me, you, a mere servant, a organ grinder, in front of my guests. You abuse whatever licence I give you.
MOZART: If his Grace is displeased he may dismiss me from his service.
COLLOREDO: I will not dilllsmlllllllines! Lines! Erm, not that type, I keep telling you, I.....again, do check later, dears, I should have remembered the technique by then.
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Lines finds
Hmmm, yes, again the task of engendering lines for that coveted score paper, that technique..erm..
erm/l_%...damn and blast!
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hrmphl_[]l/lNl/lN/l___/....damn and blast!
Lines, I cry! Lines IMR FOLAIR: Infant Phenomeon indeed! What humbug! I say, Nicholas Nickleby, they keep her stunted on a diet of gin and water!
NICHOLAS: I daresay that l_/! Not THAT type of lines! Augh! Ah, yes....dear rare Buzzycompatriots, I must but try again later. Do visit then.
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Script tripped
Truly, I am baffled..WHATEVER was that technique for lined score paper, now that I truly can make use of it, and quite fancy the idea of spinning it out of font..spinning, yes, perhaps...@@..@@@@G@@O@ME@R PYLE: Andy! Andy!
ANDY TAYLOR: Go-mer! What's goin' on with you high-tailin' it in here like yer britches was on fire?
GOMER: Andy! It's Aint Bee! She-
ANDY: Aint Bee? Go-mer! What happened!
GOMER: I-she-we-he-
ANDY: Go-mer, what happened?
GOMER: Andy, she's had a spell, but ain't like none I ever seen. She-
ANDY: Go-mer!
GOMER: She-she was hearing bells and whistles and hoots n' hollers, Andy! Why she-we-he-
ANDY; Go-mer! What?
GOMER: She got mad, Andy, she ran outside like a ball o' fire and she started flinging cars in the air, she-
ANDY: Go-mer, you talkin' crazy! Aint Bee takin' on like that? I oughtta run you in!
GOMER: Andy-(LOOKS TOWARD WINDOW) Ah, Andy! Look, it's Aint Bee now a-coming! An' whoo-ee, she's pushed the Bijoux theater right 'cross the street! It's a-coming this way, Andy!
ANDY: Go-mer, I-
BARNEY FIFE (RUSHING IN FROM THE REAR): Andy, Aaaandy! Condition Red, Condition Red! Call out the Murines- call
ANDY: Barn@e@@@y I@hmmmm...this technique scarcely works at all, it makes scripts out of font, not scores. I must try again. Do check back again later, dear rare, Buzzycompatriots.
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More score
My upcoming symphony might well benefit if I can simply create more of that lined score paper that vexed me earlier on, and was so maddeningly effortless to create out of font...if I can remember that technique...er-i__/#$@!!l___/l______]!@#&!!
Do pardon me, dear rare Buzzycompatriots as I attempt to recollect a technique.
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Symphony probability
In the farther reaches of Germania where horizon, hazed and garbed in unknown tint of the future bests the efforts of a present purview, already there are signs of the Symphony No. 3 already presuming to cut its ties with the theoretical and stride certainly into the possible and surely into the potential, probable, may and perhaps, I do assure maybe.
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Rhyme chime
And the heather is in bloom
A riot of colour swept across the field by Nature's shovel
Racing to the horizon to meet on high
And there to kiss the ceiling
A swoon
A tremble
A moon
In October
And....yes, I do feel the lyrical impulse is gone for now.....I must make certain, of course, lest the curtain.....! Check again, later dear, rare Buzzycompatriots.
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Write flight
Yes, yes, I did locate that pen. !!!..sigh...this way is always the best route for my escapes, or so I have discovered.
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Pen fend
Hmmm..that pen..might be it located overHonshu
Biggest Island that you knew
That's Honshuoh, might it be located overHonshu
Biggest Island that you knew
That'swhere might it be..this lyrical intention isHonshu
irresistablethat you knew
Might itTokyo, Takamatsu
.....! Soon...
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Lyrical throes
Perhaps if IHokk--no, struggle yet more-the very lyrics tHokkathemselves are invading tHokkaidthis message. Hokkaido, most northerI fell the last sinortherly that you knews of refusal succumbinh Hokkaido, where the dairy cattle grazI can now only compose and the northern lights do blazI must compose cannot fight lyLet's give a cheer for Hokkaido,
Hakodate, Sapporo
There's aMust compose
Let's give a cheer for Hokkaido
Where's that pen?
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Gaunt font
Vv^v^v^l__________________!!!
Ll/l______/l_______!!!!
A/l___A/l_________!!!!
Erg!!!ll_____________!!!!ll_______________
Ah, the travail in keeping my very font from unraveling into a lines for a lyrical score!!l__________________________I may need to redirect my surrender l____________________
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Score swore
Pottstown Sluggers 3.......Yeardley Knickerbockers 7
Medicine Jaw Pirates 5.....Etowah Spitfires 3
Poburg Podunks 11..........Donut Hole Kaddidlehoppers 111
Les....!!!!.....I simply cannot get away from scores..even sports....I fear I may have to succumb to impulses and compose that next lyrical mix.........!!! In crunch mode....away@@@@@@@
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Shield yield
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[]shields, where the lyrical impulse[]
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[]over ever composing another vocal[]
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Again its turned musical score lined paper caper
Again retreat greet bleat............======>
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Notation vexation
A#...erg!!
D#.......appalling!
C#C#......struggling!!!
F#F#F#F#F####.........alas!
(The lyrical intention continues to consume it seems..I cannot start a word without it becoming a musical notation.) A#
Must ..be sharp....
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Paper caper
V/____________________________Cripes! This message is turning into lined musical score paper! A moment, please....
L/l____________________________Damn and blast! Again my message is showing clear signs of the lyrical! Do indulge another moment, dear rare Buzzycompatriots....
Z/l/l/l/!!!!!!l__________Drat! A valient struggle, but the lyrical impulse remains unbowed unbestowed un....er!
Later, dear, rare, Buzzycompatriots...
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Refrain restrain
There now, yes, I do believe that the lyrical impulse has been beated, contained and put into proper subjection. To think that I might have composed lyrics about various facets and portions of Japanese geography.
He'll abstain, he'll abstain
Says this refrain
Again and again, again and again
Says this refrain
Er, perhaps the impulse is rather still showing signs of fight and still must be properly introduced to the concept of suppression. I do f
He'll abstain, he'll abstain
Says this refrain
Again and again, again and again
Says this refrain
Er, do check back again, dear, rare, Buzzycompatriots....
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Rhyme time
Now we approach June moon swoon soon tune......urg!
Now it seems beams teems scenes reams ....argh!
Now that the date fate great pate crate gate....ohh!
Now when the days rays haze craze bays.....erg!
Now so it might light height delight......augh!
Now.....involuntary rhyming chiming......!!
This lyrical drive thrive....
More Later greater....
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Impulse grouse
===================>!!!!...ah, yes, I am simply attempting to make successsful flight away from another vocal impulse. These surrender instruments all too rarely have a sharp enough edge to them to so that I might fend off a thing or three. Ah! Be so kind and divert it, I thankeeeeee======>
!!!Heavens and Hades, not here!!========>
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Subsequent explanation session
Yes, yes, dear, rare, Buzzycompatriots, I have uploaded another vocalmix, though, since I have yet to find a suitable treaty or instrument of surrender, I was simply seized by a fit of opportunism. And...that is seized by a fit of opportunism..not by a fit of your e..........Cripes! Not again! ===========>
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Accord floored
SUB-ARTICLE TO ARTICLE III. The Imperial Governments of Japan and Russia mutually engage to commence the withdrawal of their military forces from the territory of Manchuria simultaneously and immediately after the treaty of peace comes into operation, and within a period of eighteen months after that date the armies of the two countries shall be completely withdrawn from Manchuria, except from the leased territory of the Liaotung Peninsula. The forces of the two countries occupying the front positions shall first be withdrawn.
The high contracting parties reserve to themselves the right to maintain guards to protect their respective railway lines in Manchuria. The number of such guards shall not exceed fifteen per kilometre and within that maximum number the commanders of the Japanese and Russian armies shall by common accord fix the number of such guards to be employed as small as possible while having in view the actual requirements.
Such requirements must be est-ah, I do believe that this block of text rather does not work for us as well....I may have to compose an original agreement-that will take time...linens, blankets and space to raise a family are to be found nearby. Check again, later, dears.
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Terms Squirms
ARTICLE IV
Immediately after the exchange of ratifications of the present treaty all castles, forts, territories, places, and possessions, which have been taken or occupied by the forces of the United States during the present war, within the limits of the Mexican Republic, as about to be established by the following article, shall be definitely restored to the said Republic, together with all the artillery, arms, apparatus of war, munitions, and other public property, which were in the said castles and forts when captured, and which shall remain there at the time when this treaty shall be duly ratified by the Government of the Mexican Republic. To this end, immediately upon the signature of this treaty, orders shall be despatched to the American officers commanding such castles and forts, securing against the removal or destruction of any such artillery, arms, apparatus of war, munitions, or other public property. The city of Mexico, within the inner line of entrenchments surrounding the said city, is comprehended in the above stipulation, as regards the restoration of artillery, apparatus of war, &c. Such is...hmm.....an article from the Treaty of Guadelupe-Hidalgo does not really work either, I must admit for an inmstrument of Buzzysurrender. I must look about again. Do return return soon, dears and victors.
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Article rankle
XIV. France shall restore all the countries belonging to the Electorate of Hanover, to the Landgrave of Hesse, to the Duke of Brunswick, and to the Count of La Lippe Buckebourg, which are or shall be occupied by his Most Christian Majesty's arms: the fortresses of these different countries shall be restored in the same condition they were in when conquered by the French arms; and the pieces of artillery, which shall have been carried elsewhere, shall be replaced by the same number, of the same bore, weight and metal. It shall also be undertaken th....hmmmm....I must admit, dears that this article from the Treaty of Paris hardly seems to work either for us....I must continue my search..you are welcome to remain in the parlor amidst the cigars and port, of course. Check back soon.
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Clause cause
ARTICLE 245.
Within six months after the coming into force of the present Treaty the German
Government must restore to the French Government the trophies, archives,
historical souvenirs or works of art carried away from France by the German
authorities in the course of the war of 1870-1871 and during this last war, in
accordance with a list which will be communicated to it by the French Government;
particularly the French flags taken in the course of the war of 1870-1871 and all
the political papers taken by the German authorities on October 1o, 1870, at the
chateau of Cercay, near Brunoy (Seine-et-Oise) belonging at the time to Mr.
Rouher, formerly Minister of State. Such must be a.........hmmmm, an article from the Treaty of Versailles does not quite work for my surrender....I do seek another for us....return later, dears.
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Surrender render
!!===-------- -- -! Ah, I have completely exhausted my ability to flee from thee. _l Ah, truly in a corner there.......yes, yes.... it is concluded...but allow me to draw up the instrument of surrender, if thou wilt. Do check back later, dears.
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Buzzymix affix
Assembled Buzzycompatriots!
And there is the mix and its lyric that dare not show its face, though furry and perhaps even cute if looked at 45 degrees off the perpendicular of a lost scruple.
Now I do h-oh! That look again...of all microwavable and a portion of that conventional oven only..===========>
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Foul vowel
A/-___!!!!
A/-__!!!!!
A/-_!!!!=======================! Ah, no flight, dears, just a rapid expedition to find more stable A's that do not collapse...they really do not seem to make vowels at all the way they used to. I do return..yes,..============>
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First right to write
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Renouncement announcement
...uh...uh....ah....I cannot go on....p-perhaps I must reconsider my offer to create a series of Buzzyvocalmixes. It is a rotten shame, I must admit, that the very idea has been in such bad odour. I had planned a vocalmix about bestiality an !!!!! you cheeky devils! Give me time to finish it! Ah, not that look again! Flight is right! ==========================>
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Black lack
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!!!...I cannot even hide from you nestled in the veil of black font! Again, escape!=========================>
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Radio whoa
FM..........l............................MHz
88-92!-96-100!!-106-108!!!
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530-650-850-!!!!-1200-1710!!!!!Sweet want of interference! Even hiding in a radio dial I am found! Again, I petition the hand of escape! ==========================>
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Review stew
n this film Stan and Ollie work in a hor!n factory as testers. Because of the incessant beeping and tooting, Ollie contracts a case of "Hornophobia" wh!!ich causes him to fly into a fury of deranged destructiveness. A docto!!!r prescribes goat milk and an ocean voyage. T!!!!hey buy a goat and a b!!!!!oat and a hidden gangster f!!!!!!or good measur!!!!!!!e. Mayhem and threats ensu!!!!!!!!e until Stan blows a horn and Ollie flies into anothe!!!!!!!!!!r bou!!!!!!!!!!!!heavens and all that's scripted! I cannot even hide from from you in a review of an old Laurel and Hardy movie! Escape! Are they any places left? ========>
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License insense
nsor warrants and represents that it has t!he full right, power and authority to enter into this Agreement and to grant the rights granted herein; that it has not previously licensed the interactive multimedia rights to the M!!aterial to any third party; and that Licensee's inclusion and use of the Material will not vi!!!olate any rights of a!!!!ny kind or nature whatsoever of any third party. Licensor shall indemnify and hold harml!!!!!ess Licensee, its successors, assig!!!!!!ns and licensees, and the respective officers, directors, agent!!!!!!!s and employees, from and against any and all claims, damages, liabiliti!!!!!!!!!es!!!!...Heavens and Hades even in the midst of the tortured convolutions of a license agreement I am detected! Can I never escape you?! Again. hie is made! ===============================>
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Roll blow
ation............................!.............................Pierre D'Aoste
ere..............................!!............................Marcel Preste
...................................!!!...........................Alain Luc-Ponty
leator...........................!!!!!.........................Jean de Yquiem
...................................!!!!!!........................Jacques Scnheider
oste.............................!!!!!!!.......................Maurice DuBois
...................................!!!!!!!!Even in the credit roll of an old French art house movie you find me! Once more, I must again take flight! ============================>
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Serve verve
lect the loaf size you want. In a small saucepan combine the water a!nd potato. Bring to boilin!!g. Reduce heat and simmer, covered, abo!!!ut 10 minutes or until the potato is v!!!!ery tender. Do not drain. M!!!!!ash potato in the wat!!!!!!er. Measure potato mixt!!!!!!!ure. If n!!!!!!!!Ah!!!!! Of all delicious and quasi-edible, you even find me in the Better Homes and Gardens cookbook! gain, flight at once! ===================>
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Diary hie
n the ninth of the ninth month Lady Hyobu brought me floss-silk dam!p with chrysanthemum dew.
"Here," sh!!e said. "Her Excellency sent it especiall!!!y for you. She said you were to u!!!!se it carefully to wi!!!!!!pe old age away.
I was a!!!!!!bout to send it a!!!!!!!way with the po!!!!!!!!em!!!!!!!!ah!!!!!!I cannot even hide from you in the Diary of Lady Murasaki!! Ah!!! Into the train of Escape!===========>
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Aristotle throttle
absurdity of denying the identity can be made clear just by the mov!e of giving a name to each what-it-was-to-be-that-thing. F!!or in this case there will be another wh!!!at-it-was-to-be-that-thing in addition to t!!!!he original what-it-was-!!!!!to-be-that-thing. For ins!!!!!!tance, what-it-was-to-be-t!!!!!!!hat-thing of h!!!!!!!!orse will have-ah!!!!!!!!! Evwen in the infinite bends of Aristotle's Metaphysics you still find me! Again, whisk me away escape!==============================>
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Guide hide
"Greediness should not be indulged in. Indecision must be avoided. Do not take up one piece a!nd lay it down in favour of another, or hesitate. Never allow a servant...to fill your glass with wine that you do not wish to drink. You can check him by touching the rim of your glass... !!Bread is broken at dinner. Never use a napkin in place of a handkerchief for wiping the forehead, face or nos!!!e. Everything that can be cut without using a knife should be eaten with the fork a!!!!lone. Never lay your hand, or play with y!!!!!our fingers upon the table. Do not toy with your knife, fork or spoon, make crumbs of your bread, or draw imaginary lines u!!!!!!pon the tablecloth.!!!!!!!" ah!!!! even in an involved and anonymous guide to Edwardian era dinner party etiquette you find me! Escape! Take me in your elusive arms and guide me!==================>
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Peace tease
), I don't know you in future. You will no longer ! be a friend of mine, or my 'faithful slav!!e', as you call yourself! But how do you d!!!o? I see I'm scaring you. Sit down and talk to me."
It was o!!!!n a July evening in 1805 and the speaker was the well-known Anna Pavlona Sche!!!!!rer, maid of honor and confidant of Empr!!!!!!ress Ann!!!!!!!ah! Even in the Slavic wends of Tolstoy's War and Peace you and your intentions find me! I must flee again! ===================>
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Avitus with us
their injuries and their apprehensions. Count Fronto was dispatched, in ! the name of the Emperor Avitus, with advantageous offers of peace and alliance !! and Theodoric interposed his weighty mediation, to declare !!! that unless his brother-in-law, the king of the Suevi !!!! immediately retired, he should be obliged to arm in the cause of !!!!! justice and of Rome. "Tell him," replied the haughty R!!!!!!!echarius, "that I despise his friendship and his ar!!!!!!!!!ms ; but that I shall soon try, wh!!!!!!!!!!! heavens! Even in this dense pile of Gibbon's Decline and Fall of The Roman Empire I am discovered!!!!!! I must flee again! @======================>
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Scoot in pursuit
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a smoke screen should confuse
them..AH! @==mmmmmmmm
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Eludes elude
......AH! Found again! Perhaps I might court escape in another direction...
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Flight sight
ahh...ahh....ahh..AH! I've been found! @===============>
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Plan scan
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...I type with certainty, the VBC pledge drive was a success and the font bill has been paid. Reinvigorated, there are now plans for a new VBC series-"Buzzsaw Sings!" a planned.....! a planned series of.........! a...!!!!! Gads! Sponge away that look from your faces! It indicates harms! It....!!! I must flee this page at once! I must depart to where I shant be found! @===========================>
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Conclusion Session
The VBC has done well for its pledge drive, as can be seen by the procession of font unvexed by interruptions yawning wide in as a financial delinquent as enough has been raised to pay the font bill. I do believe that we can n w oh de r I
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Caller holler
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And it does seem that the audience is on it feet in acclamation over the performance of Shirtless Zeke and the Hog Callers. And even more so over the prospect of obtaining a CD or DVD of Zeke's past performances for the price of a basic VBC membership. The DVD features a legendary Royal Command performance at the London Palladium which left royal protocol in a glittering pretzel on the floor as Queen Liz teared up over it all, gifting Zeke with a knighthood, Sir Osis of the Liver, due to the vast number of X's on his jug.
In regards to vast numbers, let us now check the tote board below.
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Signs of improvement, I do take it.
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Drive to soar
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The Konsonant Dancers now performing on the VBC pledge drive truly kick up their limbs with glee, in a bid to point the direction for the tote board, upwards, until the very efinition of 'up' is exhausted. Is the board influenced? Let us check below.
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Sassafrass fig amass
Buzzycompatriots! At this point in the VBC pledge drive we bring on Fanny Sassafrass and her figs. First we describe the vineg
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and what?
ALF: I'm behind the wheel of a fine BMW on the Highway 101 on the way to Santa Barbara, and-hey lady! Get outta the way, this ain't a parade!
MR. TANNER: Alf! Don't shout at the other drivers, they'll see you!!
ALF: It's quite a
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sakes, the best figs are to be found over at a lil' store out by the Pump Handle Creek. There I t
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uuuuuuuhhhh...oh yeah...uhhhh..oh...oh, Audrey, just a little more...uuuuuhhh....uhhhh...oh, I think I'm gon
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and o' Goshen, why there is just so much fun in doing this pickling, provided y
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en Tobacco Tony has come up to bat...knocks the dirt off his cleats and takes a majestic stance at the plate. The pitcher de la Garza looks like he is going to try a changeup n
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You may stop changing channels. Fanny has completed her fig pickling.
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A most amazing leap off the high-diving board, as the water still ripples to attest to the bravery of AquaNut Andre, eager to offer his skills and display of his art during the VBC pledge drive. But, dear Buzzycompatriots, has the tote board also dived? Do let us check below.
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I do hope you get the idea.
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Pledge skid
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The VBC might well have to reconsider inviting Lorenzo back again, for it seems every last chair has been vacated by the audience attending the pledge drive. Then it was a calculated risk doing the "Slaughter House Bounce" number from "LARD!"
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Pledge drives onward
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Truly the finest example of falling dominoes yet seen or beheld, as the Spaghatini Family remains at the top of their art, adding much to our ongoing VBC pledge drive.
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As the eyes of the audience attending this VBC pledge drive betray, Mezmo the Mesmerizer remains at the top of his form. We may yet pay the font bill.
Let's check below for the current status of the tote board.
Currently propped up by ineptly placed duct tape.
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On a pledge drive
The VBC has laid the blame on me for the inability to pay the font bill. I must therefore, call for a station pledge drive. And whilst you consult thy finances, the VBC will provide much in the way of stunning entertainment...thrill to Shirtless Zeke and the Hog Callers, wonder in amazement over the fig pickling techniques of Fanny Sassafrass, and prepare to tear up over a heartfelt plea by Lorenzo Lipido, who will appeal for fatty tolerance in a number from the off off off off off off off off off Broadway hit "LARD! It really IS good for you!" Continue below to make pledge.
Heavens, I made you look.
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S.L.I.P. grip
Buzzycompatriots!
The S.L.I.P. mix has been installed and runs friskily about the melodious pastures of Germania a d a
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(terribly sorry, I have been rather delinquent with my font bill..laters, darlings)
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Devices crisis
Hmm...hmm...hmmm....yes..good...done.
Dear rare Buzzycompatriots, it does seem that the VBC, sparing no expense has at last managed to install devices to best and vanquish any further interference during its news broadcasts. Thusly enboldened.....
From the miasma to the mire and all of Germania this is the VBC news.
Abetted by three Shavings, Buzzsaw has decided to create a S.L.I.P mix and all is ex$%*@#$%eDITH: Oh, Auchie, how was your day?
ARCHIE: Stiffle dingbat and beer me, hah? An what have we here, Meathead?
MIKE: I'm writing my research paper in American history.
ARCHIE: An wotta you know about it, you commie-pinko-subvoisive you?
MIKE: Plenty, Arch. You know how many treaties were broken between-
ARCHIE: Why don't you go jump in the middle of Lake Pollock you!
MIKE: Archie, I have had enough of your retrograde-
ARCHIE (singing off-key): God bless America-
MIKE: Listen to me!!
ARCHIE: Land that I love-
MIKE: Stop that jingoistic-
ARCHIE: GOD BLESS AMERICA-
MIKE: AND THAT THEOCRATIC-
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EDITH (RETURNING): Oh, Aurchie! Have a nice sit on the turlet.
GLORIA (TUMBLING DOWN STAIRS) : Daddy! Stop!
ARCHIE: Listen youse all to me! I$%*$@&apologies dear, rare Buzzycompatriots-that other station is still coming through. More adjustments, alas! Do tune in again later.
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Symphonic intentions
Dear, rare Buzzycompatriots!
Already the inspiration for a third symphony has appeared and is making quite the stir in the race of Intentions that populate a thought. It is still settling in, finding a means of employ and a flat hopefull next to two wacky neighbors and landlords where a deep friendship might be kindled and...yes, yes, but this was pre-emptive action..I heard the pages of the TV Times ruffling.
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Symphonic completion
Yes, dear rare, Buzzycompatriots, the Symphony is completed and Catherine has been installed in its stately apartments in a good part of Germania, although sharing space with Victoria. I sense all will be quite well, despite that Chinese character for 'discord' which roughly represents two women under one roof. The VBC does hope for drama and an eventual telecast.
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VBC symphony rapidity
Dear rare Buzzy compatriots, the VBC announces that the second symphony is already approaching conclusion. There will be a gr#$%&(*&nd Alice (Linda Lavin) is pressed into service as tutor as Flo (Polly Holliday) studies for her high school diploma. Much grits-kissing hilarity ensues as she struggles for dates over a date. Meanwhile Vera (Beth Howland) finds love in a meat l*&*#@*that was not interference, but willfulness. Find another way for me to celebrate your initiative, dear, rare Buzzycompatriots.
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Message paucity
Yes, dear, rare Buzzycompatriots, there has been a paucity of messages from me. I must be mindful there is a readership after all, soon to be becalmed on a jagged reef the height of double-digits. A major advance on the symphony was effected this morning, and with it showing no signs of opposing my forward motion or appealing to magistrates for restraining odors, or even orders...the track might be anticipated sooner than anticipated. because it was anticipated was it not?
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Symphony industry
The allegro goes, the andante dodges, the adagio moans slightly, and the presto is anything but rapid, but the symphony, dear, rare Buzzycompatriots does well approac, at some length through a lens of amazing power. Speakers have yet to be summoned.
I keep thee posted.
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Early, oh so early
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Your devotion to the VBC is commendable, but do tune in later, as you can see we still have a test pattern up, Buzzycompatriots.
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Symphony activity
Dear, rare Buzzyaffcinadoes!
Yes, it tis' true, I am at work on a second symphony, and one of such confines and dimensions that it may be a while before another mix is heard from me and.......stop that cheering....and so.....STOP THAT CHEERING...and...ST
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Station examination
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This was just a test of the VBC. Had this been an actual examination you wold have been instructed where to turn for crib and Cliff Notes. This station services the adventurous.
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VBC uncertainty
Buzzyafficinadoes!
Try as it may, sometimes the VBC can think of nothing to broadcast. Stop that smirking..
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Ghastly! Now the set seems to have blown a picture tube. The VBC does promise repairs...at length...soon after the restoration of the Habsburg Dynasty.
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Tuning into the VBC
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Ah, the static on this VBC supplied screen is dreadful, yes! I will make appropriate complaints on your behalf, and return to you in six to eight weeks when no one is certain to be home.
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The VBC is proud to announce
Buzzycompatriots!
THe VBC announces that the antennae which had been felled for the application of care and the reassertion of a working nature, and thusly and quite precisely right now, the restoration of service is to be apprehended. There is a call to still thy excitements and to instruct passions in the art of not transgressing boundaries as the final configurings are acheived, and the cords are plugged and every last pixel on the screens thusly proclaim restoration. Yes..good...Buzzyaffcinadoes there power is to be switched on and then we shall be pleased to hear a new series on the VBC, contemporary and up to the minute...yes, switch...and the new program begins and W@#*&%#%#LUCY: Ricky, I bought a new hat.
RICKY: How much?
LUCY: Don't you just love the color?
RICKY: How much?
LUCY: It's my favorite color-turquiose. You know that I JUST LOVE turquiose!
RICKY: How much?
LUCY:More than all the money on earth!
RICKY: I'm sure of that. Price tag.
(LUCY TRIES TO SWALLOW PRICE TAG)
RICKY: Gimme that! What? $49.50?!!! What??!! You think I'm made of money! !Miraquetienelascosaslamujeresta! La mujer es loco en la cabeza! Yo soy un millionario, eh? Miraque#$&*#$#ah, ah, it seems dear feriends that the antennae will require a touch more maintainence. For now, the VBC signs out.
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THE VBC declares
Buzzycompatriots!
The VBC antennae are down for some maintanence (stop that cheering), and thus any new feats of Buzzymixery will be impaired(Stop That Cheering) until such time as the repairs are made on this admittedly deist device, fashioned by one omnipotent workman by the name of Mr. Demiurge, who convienently retired immediately thereafter. He has to be found and brought back, such will take time (STOP THAT CHEERING). Sources from the VBC newsroom indicate he has taken position between Indra and Marduk on Sanskrit Spectral Sands. Translation is required and lacking cu(STOP THAT CHEEEERING!!)
rrently(STOP THAAAAAAAAA-)A Commercial please!
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The VBC mulls it over
Buzzycompatriots!
The VBC has broadened its programming to include a presentation on a little trip of mud extracted from one river bottom and thusly gifted into another far away, an attempt at a nature program of sorts, rendered neccesary by suspected Canadian quinine and a show host shivering in a colonized manner and gagging in stripes, clear symptoms of being in the throes of Swahili impairment. Such is its bid for further attentions, and yes, though the prospect of having to pay for licences and per show viewing has been discussed at some lower levels not quite able on their tippy-toes to peer over the waste paper basket, anything more is but scant rumor, of the sort going about that I give myself endless plays...skits perhaps, perhaps even a scene or three or thirty....not plays.
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The VBC ponders
Buzzy compatriots!
The VBC was most pleased to present parades and concerts to entertain, divert and generally bring a spark levity and excitement into a manifild amount of lives that can only be characterized as drab. However, the management was vexed by the defections to inane sitcomery of the decade of the 60's. It feels rather slighted and abandoned, and due to its vast reserve of fundage and capital, at last report suffcient to buy TWO quater-pounders with cheese at that local Arches by the gas station and renovated liquor store, it will wreak vengeance in the only how...another broadcast. They feel you will tune in, legislation is pending, as well as the advance of 300+pounds of ugly Sicilian with a penchant for uniting fingers into weapony..
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Schedule roil
Buzzycompatriots!
Now that the signal on this VBC receiver is now corrected, and all vexing interferrence has thusly been transferred into the eternal keeping of the Past, I might now delinate a schedule for the channel. But since I only mentioned it in terms of 'might' I rserve my rights to gather me wits, a small smear just to east of Yorkshire. Such is far away to retrieve, so do manage to keep up thy anticipations until then, dearest Buzzycompatriots.
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Antenna pointing
Buzzycompatriots!
Truly I must find the proper frequency for this VBC receiver for once and for all. Perhaps if I point it towards#$$^
It's the Cocoa Crispy Archaeopteryx Burger
And what a deal
At McKing Burger
It's the Cocoa Crispy Archaeopteryx Burger
And what a steal
At McKing Burger
But Only for a limited time
It's the Co^%$(perhaps the antenna should point towards Vienna, migh@&#(^*and this penultimate Habsburge Emperor presided over the doubling of his throne into a Dual Monarchy. Milton.
Who is Franz Josef, Alex?
That is correct, Milton. You have contyrol of the board an%(@%(*or I might point the antenna towards Michocan and%$#&*$Ai! Queso en mi ojos! Que lastima! Dond$%#^*perhaps pointed at Kyoto I mi%&^#ka? Wakarimasu ka, Anjin-san, Mariko-san? Ikimas$@%^*or perhaps towards Oxford I cou-$#*#@ow Basil Fawlty that you have a run in your hose th(^&%perhaps towards a server tha%^&(#..................................ah, yes....but then I already said everything required for the VBC. Goodness, so sorry Buzzycompatriots...now where were we?
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Receiver deceiver
Buzzycompatriots!
I do believe that the arthropoda have been labored in egress, or bugs worked out, if thy egalitarian impulses do prefer, and thus this receiver can once again transmit proper messages while tracking
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I try again, dear Buzzycompatriots.
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Receiver clearer
Buzzycompatriots!
I do believe the receiver is quite right, that there should be no more difficulties in transmission for the VBC, now an unvexed span of melodies and other tuneful bits that in my creativity...no, not malevolence, you..creativity, I say!! So.....yes, that's right, creativity, it seems that the receiver is now quite well, and if possible should be set facing to the east, and if cleaning the outside of monitor and picture tube, a smooth damp cloth should be applied in several deft strokes in a most counterclockwise manner beyond several dozen minutes to complete recommended detergent wipe @#$% ah, again, regrets begetting apologies. I must adjust again.
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Reception elation
Buzzycompatriots!
I do believe that that nasty gremlin that exerted an intolerable dominion over an aerial's domain, has been suffciently bound up in a length of cable, in a most daring operation that would unseat the fame of all others in the annals of the run of calamity known as History...........ah....that is crystal clear reception indeed, that sources close to the Prime Minister reported today before his speech before parliment. Another aide, speaking on condition of anonimity saiddrat it! More tinkering required friends....
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Now playing at VBC
Buzzycompatriots!
An ever chLISA: Oliver! But who's shoosting?
OLIVER: Not now, Lisa-Mr. Haney I-
MR. HANEY: Can't thank me enough for this genuine Kentucky Derby winning plow horse.
OLIVER: Mr. Haney-Kentucky Derby winning?
MR. HANEY: Yes, Mr. Douglas-the first to win disqualification and a choice between the plow and the.......factory.
OLIVER: What, I couldn't hear you.
MR. HANEY: ......factory.
OLIVER: Did you say glue factory?
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MR. HANEY: Mr. Douglas, the deal's off. I could not possibly sell you this prime steed, this genuine definition of horsepower, this-
OLIVER: Oh, for the love of-
LISA: You mean dey would haf shoost da horse? (HORSE WHINNIES) Oliver!!
OLIVER: Lisa, please-I ha#%^&^$&damned interference on this set again, dam&*(%#$%Ythere..better. An ever changing selection of Buzzymixes are to be heard on VBC......VBC.....VBC...do, please curb your indifference.
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VBC Broadcasting Presents
Buzzycompatriots!
The VBC presents aJan (Eve Plumb) becomes anti-scocial again, and plots Marcia's (Maureen McCormick) final downfall socially, with unexpected ally Greg's (Barry Williams) conneivance. Meanwhile, Alice (Ann B. Davis) schemes to rekindle an old flame in hopes o@#$^^#&**()(%^%#!! Damned interferenc#@#@$%&*$^there.....The VBC presents a daily allotment of Buzzyclassics, as well as Buzzyleftfields, BuzzyGermCores, Buzzyelectronicas, Buzzyexperimentals, Buzzyshoegazers, etc.
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VBC Broadcasting
Buzzycompatriots!
Greetings, VBC Broadcasting is on the air, along with an extensive slew of Buzzytracks daily riding a peristaltic wave direct from a station's roiled, offended belly. And VBC? Dear friends, it stands for Very Bad Considering-Considering what? Ah, dear friends here is where you enter, as I know you are quite creative enough to make me feel better.
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Collaboration session
Buzzycompatriots!
Released from the Ixion influence, I am free to openly collaborate with Jeff Davis and the Beauregards. Though I fear I have not sufficiently stoked the fires of seccession within my breast, I can t least lend a tincture of melody to color their days bright in hues of success, perhaps enough to blot out grim dark shades of Vicksburg and Pea Ridge.
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Restoration still run
Buzzycompatriots-a change of term indicated since afficinadoes seems rather foreign, convertable into only metric terminology and wholly incompatible with domestic carrying capacities.
So far, the restoration continues unabated, both Geoffrin and Stolypin have successfully taken theirplaces on the mixery stage. No sudden rewrites, cancellations or writer's strikes have thusly brought down the curtain on things, although two or three sandbags hang concernedly like blunt and bulky swords of Damocles. I sense bishops and Constantinian edicts must be summoned in a pre-emptive move to convert the harmful tendencies of silica.
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Buzzy back
Dear Buzzyaffcinadoes, and those so traumatized by the recognition of even being traumatized over the loss of these messages!
It may be that that Ixion might have had a hand in this, a finger in that soft yielding substance even a doctor well gloves up over, a finger where even diplomacy of a Kissenger standard would not ease affront, and a thumb directly placed over nose as it wants the world to taste raspberry. Anything but blame the powers that be over at Tapegerm, or at least not in anything more than a series of.......................where you can draw thy own conclusions, at least when the school is budgeted for art supplies.
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