Frankenplay.

How does this sound for a robot voice? "I am not a crook!" What? Well, yes, that IS my Nixon voice, but I'm doing a Nixon robot, remember? How is that supposed to sound, for crying out loud? Now, who am I again?Oh, hello out there in Real Worldia. No, this isn't another pointless argument about some instrument none of us plays. We're just getting ready to record another episode of our Star Trek parody, Ned Trek, now in its 19th episode, featured on our monthly (or near-monthly, at least) podcast, THIS IS BIG GREEN. Not to give away any trade secrets, but I do the voice of the Nixon android, an automaton who holds the entire personal and political history of Richard Milhous Nixon in his memory banks. Likes a good stiff drink every once in a while, Nixon does.

Don't know if you've heard the show, but assuming you haven't, I'll give you some idea of what it's all about. We take an episode or two of the original Star Trek series and mash it up, replacing the main characters with the following cast members:
  • Willard Mittilius Romney, Captain of the Free Enterprise
  • Mr. Ned, the talking dressage horse, Romney's first officer
  • Dr. Tom Coburn, ship's southern-fried surgeon
  • Lt. Richard Pearle, famed neocon and basically a pain in everyone's ass
  • Mr. Welsh, chief engineer and accent troll
  • Mr. Sulu, helmsman, holdover, and yes, THAT Mr. Sulu
The ship is part of the Confederation of Planets, a dystopian variation of the Star Trek regime, in that it is a grasping, rapacious, hegemonic imperial force bent on exploitation of every planet to within an inch of its life. And, of course, the comedic possibilities that arise from such an entity.

What else? About every other episode we manage to slip a few songs into the mix. The episode we'll be recording this week will be one of those. Crew members will break into song at random intervals. This is basically our creative output in this stage of Big Green's lifecycle. What follows this? Compost!

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