Anticipation

CBC’s promoing the next episode with a new ringtone on Wiretap’s MySpace page. It’s a dance/trance remix of some Dina Goldstein quotes and it’s called “I’m Jonathan Goldstein’s Mother.”  I highly recommend it. It seems inspired by “The Greatest Phone Message Ever.” Especially since this Sunday’s episode is called:

“I Can’t Find the Books”

Because they must be in La Jolla, right? You really should listen to that This American Life episode. It’s classic, though slightly less shrill, Karpati in it. Here’s the blurb for the next Wiretap episode:

This week on WireTap, Jonathan finds himself double-booked. Having been scheduled to introduce an experimental art band at the CBC, but having also promised to take his 8 year-old goddaughter honey-tasting, find out who he shares the day with and who he leaves high and dry. Plus, Jonathan’s mother makes her debut in the world of avant-garde music.

Sadly, the link for the promo seems to be broken, so I can’t identify any other guests for you. 

Guess we’ll just have to stay tuned.

 

On another note, check out some of these lyrics from the band The Books:

If Not Now, Whenever

 

Can we talk some more?
I don’t know.
I don’t either.
Monday. January.
Independent!
I’d like to go home and go to sleep,
I’d like to go home and go to sleep.
And you’re running down.
And you’re running down.
And your head is made of clouds, but your feet are made of ground.
And you’re running down.
You are cursed with a curse.
If you work very hard, my boy, some day you may become, uhm… women.
(eh he he, bless you, eh hee hee hee ha)
Ceçi n’est pas une pipe.
Yeah!
How are you doing today, I’m not doing ok.
I’ve got a cramp in my left arm.
Change me, change me (oh oh oh)
And I feel like hell. Uh huh, well why don’t you go home to bed, heh eh em.
Sssssssssssseven.
And you’re running down. Ssssssssss.
And you’re running down. (the books)
And your head is made of clouds, but your feet are made of ground.
Aaaarghhhhhh.
And you’re running down. (oioioioi)
And crash! The angel of death!
I am the angel of death.
I am the angel of death.
January, our nation is drifting,
strange situation, Monday.
I wonder if I could? Of course you can.
I don’t know. True.
I have tried.
Will you try still harder now?
(the situation there is too confused,
what is this, what’s he talking about)
I will try to.
(What? Me? No. We need you, for a long long long moment all was silent, you make it sound as though I would be a…, it must have been a terrible time, Do not go, is it really you, I have only one passion, yes father, what was his name again, I don’t understand, it is he, thank you, of course, no father, well thank you, very well, the situation there is too confused, what is this, what’s he talking about What? Me? No. We need you, you make it sound as though I would be uhh…, it must have been a terrible time, Do not go, the tears streamed out of my eyes, we have done everything, in every sense of the word, heh, so you’ve said and so you’ve done, there are three… no four books, why not, please, heh heh heh heh, yes I see, you’ve, uh, phrased that very well.)
Ahhhhh Books. yes yes that’s true.
The books. I can’t find the books, they must be in La Jolla.
And your head is made of clouds, but your feet are made of ground.
and you’re running down.
I had stayed up for 46 hours in a row.
Yeah!
(ewl zsssh)

 

 

Props.

Buddy comedies, urinal culture, foxes and hedgehogs

Discussed in this Wednesday’s National Post article:

• films as central metaphors with Tucker
• disgusting urinals with Marie
• the difference between hedgeghogs (people who know a lot about one thing) and foxes (people who know a little about many htings) with Starlee Kine.

On an unrelated note, in Life is Lovely, Jonathan kept on emphasizing the second syllable in Starlee’s name, making it sound like he was saying “Star Lee,” as if it were an Asian surname or something. Sometimes I think he changes the inflection on words as a joke to himself, or because he has an MFA from Concordia and has thus transcending plebian pronunciations. 

Anyway, check out the article here.

Update

Sorry, I forgot to mention that I updated both the episode summaries (added Where Have All the Spaniards Gone?) and the Running Jokes page (which is sadly, pretty incomplete).  

Anyway, this last episode, if you haven’t already heard, features Buzz Goldstein talking about his visit to Barcelona, Howard snuggling his pug, Desmond (as seen on the Wiretap Holiday Special video) and Zouzou discussing Batman vs. Superman.

Enjoy.

Oh No!

I’ll be out of town this weekend, thus unable to record the new episode! SupernintendoChalmers usually has it up by Monday, but who wants to wait that long?

Someone else should record it.

It’s easy.

Just use the method above while tuning in online at CBC.Ca at 1pm on Sunday.

And then encode it as a mono 32kbps mp3.

And then upload it to google pages.

And then leave a link.

It’s Wednesday!

Wednesday. Gregor calls. He tells me he’s just outside in his car.

“Hurry up and come down,” he says. He punctuates his command by honking his horn. I hear it through the window and over the phone. The effect is stereophonic. When I tell him to come in, he says he can’t.

“I’m drinking an Orange Julep and it’s stuck in the cup holder.”

“Can’t you part with it for a moment?” I ask.

“You’re over-enunciating,” he says. “Who are you trying to impress? Is the plumber there again?”

I go out and Gregor is hunched over his drink.

“You look like you’re on a drive-by.”

“I am,” he says, still drinking, “but I’m not shooting bullets; I’m shooting ideas.”

What if the Olsen twins and Gore Vidal were to unite as one?

While you are reading the advice within, I suggest you keep this in mind:

“Ehrlich” in German means “honest.” If Gregor wasn’t already whatever he is, I’d say he should be a used car salesman, with a name like that.