this blogaroo is representative of 40 minutes of work... hopefully i can shit it together in 15 and then stretch

I wonder if i spelt stretch right... no red line under it, which means old robertson is a good as gold... why is there a red line under robertson? That is the more pressing question at this juncture... what about "there". Robertsons have their red line when things are left un-capitalized.

OK

Last week's supper show had moments of fine merit

who lost their mind putting together the "bird trivia" clip?



look for B) Zalwonkion.. to end up on a future exam.

On Wednesday July 16 we are going to attempt 21 random poems. Surly it will take 21 disguises and 21 poems and of course 21 musical numbers pulled from the archived minds of the great Willingdon Black, Alvaro Rojas and Chris Banting.

The following week will be July 23 and set to play the Supper Show are Genny Trigo and Baboon Torture Division.

The following week (august30) will hopefully be somebody reading "Songs of the Doomed" by Hunter S Thompson, for an hour... Just have to find the person. Or if somebody wants to do the supper show send me an email

Super Robertson is off for a 2 week stint to play supper shows in the famed cottage country of prosperous Ontario.


Too bad the CD's aren't back from that sloth duplication company who i erroneously gave my business to.

I'll leave you with Hey Rocks Livingroom...




the rest of the show is there with the rest of the lot. If you want some subtle comedy check out the one titled "the devil"... great song sounds good but watch the bass player (Jack Snape... brother of Gordon) just "shit the bed" on that one. At one point he interrupts the singer who is in mid verse and asks if he is sure he is in the right key... you hear the singer say a firm but polite YES " and then continue to sing the song (quite well i might add). The the bass player moves back to what looks like a music stand and freezes... still unable to jump the train he continues for a while and then after a long time he tries to discretely remove his sunglasses and stare down at the music stand.

shit that took like 50 minutes... I am a failure and i know it