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The jury is in on Curiosity. The bad news: there is no water on Mars. The good news? There's club soda. And tonic water with lime. There's a lot you can say about the Martians, but you can't say they're not civilized. Got some time on our hands, obviously, so we have the luxury of pondering the findings of the latest Mars probe, made available by our mad science adviser Mitch Macaphee (who somehow hacked into Curiosity and has compelled it to act on our behalf as a robotic booking agent on the red planet). Roll, Curiosity, roll, and soon we will be idle no longer. Or something to that effect. Hell - bring back a pizza and the Lincolns will be happy. That would certainly outdo Marvin (my personal robot assistant), and he only has to cross the street to get the great emancipators a third-rate pie. (I'm looking at you, Marvin. You're not good!)

Well, I hope you all enjoyed our anniversary edition of THIS IS BIG GREEN, our official podcast. A little something for everyone in there, I'm proud to say. Aside from all the pointless yak by Matt and myself, you can enjoy:

  • a little visit with Mr. Ned, Mitt Romney's dancing horse, and the candidate himself.
  • not one but TWO new songs by cousin Rick Perry: a country number titled "Fed Up" and a Susan Boyle-inspired ballad called "Lone Star". Think of them as bookends on the empty bookshelf that is Rick's Texas brain.
  • brief comments by Jack Ossont of the Coalition to Protect New York at an anti-fracking rally in Utica, NY.
  • a blues number culled from the first-ever demo recorded by a group called Big Green.

The last item, a Taj Mahal number named "She Caught The Katy", which was part of our live show, was recorded back in 1986 in a garage studio (analog Tascam 8-track deck) owned by John Danison - brother of Big Green co-founder Ned Danison - who worked for the band Blotto back in the day. We threw together a four-song demo to promote the band; this was one of those tracks. I'm doing the vocal and plunking on Ned's electric piano. Matt's playing bass. Ned is doing the electric guitar and organ parts. The drummer was an Albany guy named Pete Young - he was with us for this recording and that was about it. (We had some drummer issues in those days.)

So hey, what the hell ... enjoy. And if you go to Mars this week (or next), bring some ice.

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