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Der Yiddische Thorgellen.


     “In their last meeting, the day before his death on April 29, 1875, she visits the count who is a bedridden invalid, effectively rubbishing the story of his lusty demise on the Champs-Élysées.” -Rhys Griffiths

Here’s the recording* of last night’s (2017-11-24) KNYO (and, three hours in, also KMEC) Memo of the Air: Good Night Radio Thorgellen Special ready to download and enjoy.

Or, thanks to Hank Sims of Lost Coast Outpost, you can get it this other way, which you might like better because it offers an instant-play option and isn’t surrounded by confusing flashing ads.

Besides all that, here are links to a few not necessarily radio-useful but otherwise worthwhile items that I set aside for you while putting the show together, found mostly thanks to the fine websites listed to your right:

Flying like in a dream, but real.

The molecular shape of you. (This works fine on the radio, but it’s hard to follow without the on-screen lyrics.)

Undersea snow bunnies. Technically they are a kind of slug, and the cute bunny ears are their nose-tongues.

Della Reese is dead.

The Medieval city generator. (Try the different options: size and style and house view and so on.)

A great big hand. And another great big hand. Put ‘er there. (Alternatively) Let’s have a great big hand for these great big hands.

Atomic hair.

The art of Jose Luis Lopez Galvan.

The art of Catrin Welz-Stein.


Here’s why not to go with the low bidder for those little bolts. Pay a bit more. Get the good ones.

How they dress there.

Rerun: Addams Family Thanksgiving (from Addams Family Values).

Cave women in film, and the surprisingly unified vision of costumers as to how cave women dressed, as well as various casting staff’s idea of generic cave woman skin-tone, shape and form.

Gothic architecture considered as zoetropic bongo drummers.

Episodes in the history of cigarette eyes.

This guy. He’s just angry all the time. He has a nice life, interesting work, a planet to invade and subjugate, countless prospects to impregnate and/or mind-control and/or consume. Why can’t he be happy?

“Hey! It’s just some rich guy!” (This reminds me of the Gary Larson /Far Side/ cartoon where a cow in the middle of a bunch of other cows looks up, startled, and says, “Hey! This is grass. We’ve been eating /grass!/”)

Spit-turned cake. Spit cake.

The McKnelly megalith. Fun to say.

A story about cars. A ride in (a replica of) the first (internal combustion engine) car. I like how when you’re going about ten miles an hour in this thing it clearly feels like a fast wild ride, so when the lady engineer slightly turns the tiller the announcer guy cries out, /Aaaah!/

Men outstanding in their field. /Aaaah!/

The bean drop.

Jacqueline Auriol, the first woman to break the sound barrier, in 1953. Read the article and watch both videos.

The Mermaid.

The Mermaid bit in Flight of the Conchords.

Synchronized swimming sketch.

The Darling Mermaid Darlings (from /Pushing Daisies/).

The Mos Eisley cantina band song on crank.

A talented looping musician and singer, enjoying herself just foofing around, wowing you.


Maybe a little butter would help, or olive oil, or a can opener.

When a person and car fit.

Another nice thing about Canada: while you wait fifteen minutes to see the doctor for free, just out of the blue, on your lunch hour (that’s a whole paid hour) you can wander around in a city park that looks like this. (Instead of, in the U.S., paying thousands of dollars to a medical insurance company to wait three months for a dermatologist appointment, /sleeping/ in a park that’s a patch of dead grass on a median divider with a plaque dedicating it to the piss-water beer company that paid for the curb around it.)

PsyWar, award-winning documentary film about propaganda. Everybody wants to see it. It will change your life and smash the enemies of decency and protect little children and make you attractive.

Rerun: “Chromatic twinkles.”

The key sniffer.

Who’s a good dog?

A hornet’s nest.

And Jenn asked for pictures of weird stuff in people’s parents’ house. Just keep slowly scrolling down. Thousands more will load ahead of you. (My favorite is the wall-mounted dead ceramic goose head-and-neck spilling out of, and being the thumb handle for, a coffee chalice made of the rest of the dead ceramic goose… Unfortunately I’ve lost it now and can’t find it again, or I’d give you a link straight to that. Tch.)


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