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The call of the murderbird, a comely feathered lass.


     “Getting offended by something on the internet is like choosing to step in dog shit rather than walk around it.”

Here’s the recording of last night’s (2021-01-15) KNYO Memo of the Air: Good Night Radio show, ready to re-enjoy.


And thanks to Hank Sims of Lost Coast Outpost here’s a page with not only that show but also other ones going back awhile.

This show (see above) includes /The Vengeance of Ulios/* by Edmund Hamilton (Weird Tales, 1935). The story begins six hours and fifteen minutes into the show, just after an article about the Prohibition-era ravages of Jamaica Ginger and then the song /I Got The Jake Leg Too/. Tens of thousands of people were crippled by a chemical put in the drink solely to make it legal to sell. It wasn’t the methanol, which was bad enough. And Ulios is mad because his wife and her boyfriend destroyed all of Atlantis just to cover their running off together, so he becomes kind of a immoral technological vampire like them and chases after them for 6,000 years. It has really nothing at all in common with the 2007 film /The Man From Earth/ but somehow I feel they go together, but not like /The Prestige/ and /The Illusionist/ do. Nor like /Lucky/ and /The Man Who Killed Hitler And Then The Bigfoot/.

Besides all that, here’s your weekly ration of links to not-necessarily-radio-useful but worthwhile items that I set aside for you while gathering the show together, found mostly thanks to the fine websites listed to your right.

A Night at the Garden. (Found-footage documentary about a Nazi rally of 20,000 at Madison Square Garden in New York City in 1939.

Pexachu vs. Godzilla. (via EverlasatingBlort)

“A painting of a capybara in a field at sunrise.” Check. “A spider-giraffe chimera.” Check. “A clock that is also a strawberry.” Check.

Thai insurance company ad.

Pretty volcanos. Which reminds me, one time back during the paper /Memo/ I had made a display ad for a company that sold Konocti red pumice for driveway rocks, with a volcano in the background, of course, and, in front, the big bold italic line, “Your wife, the SEXUAL VOLCANO, wants a real lava rock driveway from [Company Name]!” Judy Brown rarely commented on my esthetic choices, for obvious reasons, but she liked that particular ad. She said softly, “I would like it if somebody called me a sexual volcano.” Now I’m thinking about the comic teevee series Robin Williams made just before he strangled himself to death; it was The Crazy Ones, about an ad agency in Chicago and their creative ideas to sell things. It was ambitious, pretty good, but sad from our knowledge of the future; you can see through the professional zaniness how unhappy he was. I showed Juanita part of the first episode and she started crying.

Font that changes as you type each letter.

The Lazy Goat String Band – Sandy Boys.

Star Wars karaoke. Go on, you know you want to. (via EverlastingBlort)

Another angle on the Shitstain Rebellion.

Train with giant cat.

Train on water.

An inside view of the actually very dangerous lion costume dance. When he jumped up onto the poles I whimpered, NO!

Who could’ve seen that coming?

How the snake climbs a smooth metal tree.


Things that fit.

Joy. It actually doesn’t look like a dinosaur head. It looks like Gumby’s friend Pokey, but with teeth.

Ragtime Satisfaction.

Beauties of the past, colorized and oddly animated by A.I., which makes them all look like the cameraman told them to do 17 times 34 in their head and then doublecheck it.

Art of whaling.



It’s nice, but I don’t see why it works. What keeps it from just flying off?

This was 1992. So. (via EverlastingBlort)

So we understand each other, then.

“Gol’ blame me if I don’t think this thing is gonna work out pretty good, at that! Heh-heh. Yeah. Heh-heh-heh.” (That’s near the very end.)

The end of rural Irish phone boxes. (20 min.)

Letter B karaoke.

Clockwork bird sound maker.


Cyriak’s latest.


Capitalism is not okay.

A Free European Woman.

Luca Stricagnioli’s latest.




How squid fly.

Crazy goddamn kids.

The sprue-master.

The Moon’s Not That Great.

Red pill! Red pill!

Every building on Sunset Strip since 1966.

Starlings over Geldermasen (say kel-tuh-mah-s’n).



And The Longest Johns – The Wellerman (in 360-degrees; if your phone can do this, it is the coolest thing).


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