The mystery unravels as S&G are called into the future through an unknown force by an unknown hand. You can see the clenched fist pressing a red button, the “sandwich summoner”. Perhaps he’s just hungry. But no! S&G arrive with their glib glyph faces and the situation is revealed: their long-standing foe Burgermoth has broken his/her/its restraints and has went ‘that way’.

atonal fux
it’s not really atonal, it’s not really fux.
with delay
even less so.

20101213_duh.mp3

frankle
prime wibbles
nine eight

Frogs spit out, I had a tongue in my eye. The ripple is peninsular, smooth and flickering light. Walked down to the faraway, where good things grow. Flickering, flickering, beats and beats, mawks like crazy not afraid of pie. Shadowing down we walk into an interview, two fielding sitting above the carousel I’n an feyling, “broke the transistor Sammy” I tell him once, twice, I tell him again. Eke some nerve, eke some ferrum, it wasn’t paid i’n a day you know.

I’m working on repairing an old Lowrey organ at the moment, and it turns out some of the frequency dividers are borked. You can buy replacement frequency dividers from the Organ Service Corporation for around $30US (the particular one I need is KS-5823), but since I need at least four of them, I’ve decided to make my own.
The easiest way to build them, I think, is using two 4520 chips (4-bit counters). This schematic needs double sided tracking. It’s ugly, and you could probably figure out some ways to make it better. (I at first accidentally got two 4518 chips - decimal counters - which would have had wrong frequency and duty cycle. Could be interesting to try, if you’re keen to replace them all…)

And so, after a long enough hiatus, Sandwich and Grey have returned. Because it’s been so long, I think it might be worth recapping a vague plotsum of the story so far.
Our two wonder earls, Sandwich and Grey, after entering an unwitting café were perplexed by how the resident baristacrat knew their name. After eating and getting their punch on with the staff, they decided to go to the park.
“Egads!”, said one of the two earls.
“Yes. We seem to have arrived in the future!” said the other.
And so it became apparent to them, the pigeons surrounding them, and the reader that they had somehow traveled forward in time by about two hundred years.

I don’t care
if people think you’re dumb
I don’t care
’cause I think you’re cute as they come

you don’t appreciate algebra
but you can quote Britney verbatim
so what the hell,
that’s good enough for me

you don’t understand how
your religion is … quite stupid.
but you do like sex
at least as much as me

I don’t care
if people think you’re dumb
I don’t care
’cause I think you’re as pretty as they come

if you’re pregnant
I will definitely marry you
provided it’s mine, no-one else’s
or whatever, I don’t really mind

you need money
here’s my credit card,
take it now, it’s yours
just don’t ever leave me

or when you do, can I send off for one of those Russian mail order brides as a replacement?

That’s right. I’m treating you to some fine fine superfine pop music from an underground supergroup called Brill.

Brill - Baby Don’t Leave Yet

I’d normally post lyrics here, but to be honest the lyrics are completely irrelevant, meaningless and trite. That’s what makes it pop music, right?
In any case, I hope you enjoy it, and I thoroughly suggest you listen to it at times when you are most susceptible to external influences and persuasion such as on the brink of sleep, while driving your car, and the like.*

* Or as Hitler would have said, ‘ähnliche Jauche’: ‘and shit like that’.

You Never Talk Dirty To Me

A tone poem. Ideally I’d like to record a short (silent) film acting it out, but I probably never will. It would go something like this:
Two men are sitting at a bus shelter. They’re old, grey hair, and they both have boomboxes. Man 1 points at something out of shot, CU to shot of sign saying “fluoride”, for about a second. CU to Man 1’s face, then to Man 2’s face. CU to a young girl, mid-twenties, red hair sitting between them. Wide shot of bus stop with just the two men. CU to shot of sign saying “fluoride” and repeat that sequence a few times, with them swapping spots (Man1,Girl,Man2; Man2,Girl,Man1; Girl,Man1,Man2; etc). Man2 puts his hat on and walks behind the bus shelter. End.