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So, this guy walks into a bar... In a small green nylon and suede backpack, he's carrying the footpedal from his EDP, a Repeater memory card with the label on backwards, a SPLaTTeRCeLL CD (ReMiKSiS, methinks 'twas), some George L. cables in various lengths, a Polaroid from NAMM showing some guy with a blue mohawk, and a broken RDS-8000 that's missing its battery cover, but the backpack really has nothing to do with the story, and was only mentioned in the interest of topicality. Anyway, he orders a Glenlivet, and the bartender notices there's a small orange and black salamander sitting on the guy's left shoulder, which turns out to be a treasured pet of which the man is rather fond. The bartender asks what the salamander's name is. The guy replies "Oh, I call him Tiny." "How'd you pick that name?" the bartender asks... The guy glances at the salamander, and says "Because he's my newt..." (Ba-da-booomp...) "my newt"... Sorry. We now return you to your regularly scheduled programme. -t- (Hello E!) At 08:38 AM 1/25/02 -0800, Dr. Z wrote: >At 6:38 AM -0800 1/25/02, Elizabeth Stewart wrote: > >>He may even turn me into a newt if I don't-or make me >>sound like a newt. How do newts sound in Looping >>situations? > >If you need a publisher, my company is Newt Music, BMI. > >My personal record label is Salamander Songs.