This just in.

Getting some feedback on our recent episode of THIS IS BIG GREEN, the monthly podcast we wrap together with gaffer tape and bailing wire (whatever the hell THAT is), stuffing it full of discarded hammer components left lying around from a previous era here at the Cheney Hammer Mill. It's a smart podcast ... about as smart as a box full of hammer heads. Yep, yep ... we've got at least one brain between us. And then there's Marvin (my personal robot assistant). He has an ELECTRONIC brain.

Okay, where was I? Ah, yes. Feedback. What has it been like? Kind of a whistling, whining sound that drops in and out. I think I left the speakers on while we were recording. Annoying, but tolerable. I suppose you were thinking by feedback I meant audience reactions to the podcast. Oh, no ... that's not what I had in mind at all. I couldn't possibly post those comments here. The FCC would jump all over my shit. (And likely they'll complain about that last sentence, as well.)

What can be said, right? Some may have taken offense at the latest episode of Ned Trek, featuring Willard Mitt Romney and his talking dressage horse Mr. Ned. Others may have objected to the blank verse I quoted from the poet Google YouTube (the automated video transcription bard), to wit:

uh, about that system work so if you can see the slow-speed and very moment antiquated castle green too this is reviewing uh... or it's it's mean-spirited means german personal assistant stats apparently to little it's little bit please know the other night the other side of the form of walnut
Not half bad ... not that I'm an expert at this sort of thing. Maybe we've just reached an age when verse is not all that dissimilar from randomly generated word combinations. Auto poetry ... what a concept!

So anyway ... we may start writing some songs this way. Start with raw lyrics, read them into a video camera, post the video to YouTube and generate the transcript. Then re-record it as a song. It would sound! (Ask your father where that comes from.) The pop music equivalent of re-fried beans or twice baked potatoes.

Keep those cards and letters coming!

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