From owner-fegmaniax@gnu.ai.mit.edu Mon Sep 20 14:45:25 1993
Date: Mon, 20 Sep 1993 12:38:49 -0500 (CDT)
From: MWOLFE@macalstr.edu
Subject: misc. stuff
To: fegmaniax@gnu.ai.mit.edu

Well, I've been accumulating things to put in here for some time now.  Though
they are unrelated, I'm going to just put them all together.

First: has anyone considered that Respect might be a pun on the cover painting? 
I mean the two eyes which figure so prominently in it.  Breaking down Respect
into "Re" meaning again or two and "spect" refering to sight (as in spectacles).

Second: found another 12" with another b-side.  The "If You Were A Priest" 12"
has the b-sides Tell Me About Your Drugs, The Crawling (I know, I know, I have
the cd of Element of Light so I already have those two), and The Can Opener. 
The last one is the interesting one.  Does anyone else have that track?  If so,
can you tell me who the voices belong to?  For those of you who don't have it,
The Can Opener is an epic poem about a vicious Can Opener who prowls the seas
opening ships (ala 20k leagues under the sea).  It was chanted by a bunch of
men in turn with cockney accents.

Third: Have here a compilation called Always the Bridesmaid.  It's got Arms of
Love on it, with the intro edited short (nothing new, really).  However the
cover art is signed by Hitchcock and there is a poem inside by him (his
distinctive handwriting and signature again).  The poem is as follows:

Always the bridesmaid
Crawling with stress
I'm waiting around in my
Silly red dress

She married a donkey
He's wed to a goat
They're not to demanding
And neiter can vote

I'd vote for a husband
All covered with shells
Whose fingers go through me
Like silvery bells

But people are messy
They groan in their beds
It costs you a fortune
Pronouncing them dead

And what if you live with
Someone all your life
And suddenly you are
Cut off by a knife?

There's half of you missing
When they disappear
Your wires are trailing
Off into thin air

Always the bridesmaid
I'm clutching my flowers
They wither like me
Through the emptying hours

The groom is a pig
And he breathes on her hair
I don't think I feel any
Jealousy there

Confetti is dust
As I wait on the shelf
At least I don't answer
For anyone else

Fourth: Anyone who would like to trade boots with me is greatly encouraged to
e-mail me.  I, alas have only a couple, and probably ones that have already
made the rounds.  If any of you are feeling altruistic, you could just give me
copies of your boots.  I'd be happy to pay for shipping and the tapes, of
course.  Likewise, if we have some new fans who are interested, my collection
is open (that is, I would be happy to make copies even if you have nothing to
trade).  I will type in my collection and send it to anyone who asks.

-Michael