Friday, February 28, 2020

Jessica Fletcher's Psych-Pop Psaturday!*

"This is simply unacceptable!"
Most of you will know Jessica Fletcher from her long-running documentary TV show exposing the seething corpse-strewn underbelly of Cabot Cove, Maine. But few know of her passion for late sixties' psychedelia. She contacted FMF© for an interview, which I was pleased to give, asking only that she brung with her an album from her extensive collection.

The interview took place at Mom n' Pop's Mom n' Pop Store For Pops n' Moms, at Smut St. and Fluffer Ave. here in fragrant downtown Las Vegas (Th' House O'Foam© is currently taped off as a crime scene).

FMF©: Jessica, I'm a longtime fan of the TV show, and I'm not even gay or menopausal. The resemblance between you and Dame Angie is uncanny! Were you happy with her portrayal of you?
JF: [shakes head] Wayyy too much eyelid-fluttering to get what she wanted from men.
FMF©: Oh. Tell us about your early career as a novelist, before you became an investigative journalist.
JF: Well. I wrote a bunch of stuff. There was Lesbian Lynch Mob ... Coprophiliac Cakewalk ... Senior Sleepover ... Hunchback Handjob ...
FMF©: Ri-ight. So you-
JF: Rest-Room Romance ... Diaper Dykes ... Necrophiliacs In Negligées ...
FMF©: Okay! So what made you-
JF: Homosexual Hayride ... Pansy Pillowbiters ... Truckdriver Transvestite ... wow! So many! They're collectors' items now. I saw Fisty The Farmhand on ebay for, like, three bucks? Barnyard Backdoor Buddies, that was an-
FMF©: [cutting in] What drew you to quaintly picturesque Cabot Cove with its unsettling echoes of Stepford Wives and the Prisoner's village ?
JF: The shellfish. And the lively queer BDSM community.
FMF©: [coughs] You've brung an album?
JF: Yup. The Critters.
FMF©: Tell us about it.
JF: This New Jersey quintet's second album, Touch N' Go With The Critters, was the group's first outing for arranger/conductor Enoch Light's Project 3 label, which was devoted to using cutting-edge enhanced stereo technology, the best available. By now, only the group's de facto leader, guitarist Jim Ryan and bassist Kenneth Gorka remained in the lineup from the band's earlier Kapp period. Nevertheless, the performances as evidenced here are still first-rate, and the amazing stereo production and songwriting are among the best of the group's ca-
FMF©: Wait a goddam minute! You're reading this off your phone! The italics are a dead giveaway. This is the Allmusic review!
JF: So sue me, noodle-dick. You going to give me Cody's number or what?
FMF©: If you promise to solve The Mystery Of The Mrs. Myra Nussbaum Murder.
JF: Let's do this, people!

* I know it's Friday, okay? I needed the alliteration more than the accuracy.

12 comments:

  1. I recognize this Felcher......Murder She Faxed or something along those tawdry lines. I miss strolling skid row or Hollywood Bl btwn Highland and Vine everyday. Where I live now there are plenty of country lanes and trails but all have pitbulls, off leash. Hard to get any exercise. Nothing buy meth head trolls and their doggies. Not much for true prurient interests 'cept the link to this download. alors, comment le lien grand garçon

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    1. No, that's not right. That photo above? It is none other than Sir Paul McCartney!

      (Sorry, old, tired joke by that late nite talk show host & Scotch jokester Ferg Craiguson...)

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  2. Free-range pitbulls and red-eyed hillbillies? No wonder you spend so much time indoors.

    Le voilà!




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    1. Better than fire-range pitfalls & head-ryed Bill & Hillies, I guess...

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    2. Typo alert:

      Meant to say: "fiery-range" AND "Bill & Hillaries . . ."

      (Not to git all Primary Colorful or Arkie or redneckish or or politikull on yas . . .)

      Talk about spendin too much time indoors...

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    3. I stopped going out at night even in my own yard with huge mountain lion tracks right by the front steps. After a tumbler or two of sour mash, I'll go out for a smoke now and then. It should be cold here but it's been in the eighties during the day.

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    4. The 'eighties ... that's like, Flock Of Seagulls, right?

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    5. FiveGuy.... erm 5iveGunshow, whatevs... You must be neighbors with Billy Crystal. Ever time he's been interviewed lately it's all about MOUNTAIN LIONS in his midst. Or his yard, at least.

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  3. Thanks for brightening an otherwise gloom-encrusted Pfychedelic Pfriday!

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    1. pfych-pfop?

      Yours,

      Pfoppington.

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  4. good call on getting ms. fletcher on the case! she always finds the wealthy heir whose done away some woman he's annoyed with using some shakey alibi! oh wait ... are you sure about this Farq?

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