Tuesday, September 22, 2020

Norrie And Velda Schnörblatz Invite You To Their Psychedelic Pool Party

"You should see us in body paint!"

How many invites you get this week? I'm not talking about emails from Nigerian princes, or chat-room come-ons from fifty year-old guys pretending to be Japanese schoolgirls, or valued customer deals from your local Hill O'Beans© stuffed under your windshield wipers. I'm talking about swell high society invites from upstanding citizenry. I'm guessing none, you deadbeat bum.

Well, Norrie and Velda Schnorblatz, of the Crotch County Schnörblatzes, invite you, the Four Or Five Guys©, to their swank Psychedelic Pool Party, hosted annually at their lovely Spitball Gulch homestead!

Yes, subscribers, this is your ticket to a swell acid-head freakout, catered by Schnörblatz Gourmet Tinned Chicken©, "The King Of Gourmet Tinned Chicken™"!

"We'll be spinning some cool vinyl to ensure a far-out trip,"
chuckled Norrie yesterday. As a taster, he's sharing a couple albums he and his lovely bi-curious wife Velda have found ideal soundtracks to their lysergic excursions!
 

"Hank down at Hank's Feed n' Record Shoppe, on Gut Street here in lovely Spitball Gulch, suggested these," added Velda between bong hits, "so I'm sure they're far fucking out!"



 

 




13 comments:

  1. To get your personal invite to what they're calling "the social event of the year" in Spitball Gulch, simply tell us who wrote the sleevenotes for Salvation's first album! Hoo boy!

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    1. I so very muchly want you to win a Swank Invite that I am tempted to buy up all extant copies of the album, white-out the actual name and write in Tommy Smothers. That's how much.

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    1. Andorrs (spelled backward is Srrodna) wins his deckle-edge invite suitable for mantle display or flipping into his hat. The link will be displayed here as soon as the Bitrate Converter has crushed all the nutritive goodness out of it.

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  4. Because Stealth Links are universally unpopular, here's another!




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    1. Finally, a comment I can agree with whole heartedly!

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    2. We aim to please. Are you going to finish those fries or what?

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    3. This comma, erm, uh COMMENT is sure to generate....... More comments.

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  5. Salvation is another band that used to play in the Panhandle (Golden Gate Park, SF). Originally "The Salvation Army Banned" until the Salvation Army told them to stop using their name. Unfortunately the two LPs are not as good as the band was live. The band was a typical local band that played all the different ballrooms in the bay area. The SF bay area scene in the sixties was all about playing live. Bands were not in a hurry to sign recording contracts, and those that did shared what they learned with the other bands. Some great bands never got recorded - New Dehi River Band and Country Weather are prime examples (bands I first saw in the panhandle). The Diggers used to feed people for free in the panhandle and bands would frequently play for the crowd. Power came from somebody's house on Fell St. or Oak St.

    Back to Salvation, Joe Tate and US of Arthur were really tight playing live, and drove each other during their solos. Al Linde was a good front man, and could get the audience into the show. G.I. Joe would stick in my head for days after seeing them.

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  6. Thanks for the soundtrack, now how do we "attend" the aforementioned pool festivities?

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    1. Velda will be in touch, MrDave. Probably while you're sleeping.

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