Fringe Magnates
On Fri, Jun 1, 2012 at 9:31 PM, a reader of this blog from Pennsylvania wrote of another post:
Either that, or mist for the grill...
Thanks. So many stories, alas, and so little time - I sometimes wish I were that superhero who could whoosh from place to place so fast he never missed a story deserving of a blog post - SUPERFLASHBLOGGERMAN!
I assume my pantomime-horse character rode in this:
That, of course, was from a parody on the old mid-1960s Dudley Moore-Peter Cook BBC satire show, Not Only...But Also, of Gerry Anderson's old "Supermarionation" sci-fi puppetfests Supercar, Thunderbirds and Stingray.
Not to be confused with Anderson's earlier essay in parody-ripeness:
Then there's this, from a page devoted to Britain's 1960s satire boom:
Jonathan Miller, Alan Bennett, Dudley Moore and Peter Cook in their Beyond The Fringe days
Cook: You know, I go to the theatre to be entertained. I don't want to see plays about rape, sodomy and drug addiction. I can get all that at home.
At the start of his career, Peter applied to the actor's union for membership. They wrote back telling him he would have to change his name as there was a Peter Coke and this might cause some confusion. The regulations were very strict in this regard. Peter wrote to them saying that in future he would be known as Xavier Blancmange to which the union replied that this was a silly name. He then suggested Wardrobe Gruber and Sting Thundercock. He never heard from the union on the subject again.
(Peter) My Mother was a saint. Whenever I think of my dear mother I have an abiding image of a small, kindly, plump, grey-haired lady pottering at the sink. "Get away from that bloody sink," my mother would yell at her, "and get out of my kitchen you awful plump little kindly woman!" We never found out who she was.
Excellent. Will forward. I was surprised that you have not, unless I missed it, linked to the Gay Green Lantern story. Seems like their should be some grist for the mill there.
Either that, or mist for the grill...
Thanks. So many stories, alas, and so little time - I sometimes wish I were that superhero who could whoosh from place to place so fast he never missed a story deserving of a blog post - SUPERFLASHBLOGGERMAN!
On several occasions, the Flash has raced against Superman, either to determine who is faster or as part of a mutual effort to thwart some type of threat; these races, however, often resulted in ties because of outside circumstances.
I assume my pantomime-horse character rode in this:
That, of course, was from a parody on the old mid-1960s Dudley Moore-Peter Cook BBC satire show, Not Only...But Also, of Gerry Anderson's old "Supermarionation" sci-fi puppetfests Supercar, Thunderbirds and Stingray.
Not to be confused with Anderson's earlier essay in parody-ripeness:
Then there's this, from a page devoted to Britain's 1960s satire boom:
Jonathan Miller, Alan Bennett, Dudley Moore and Peter Cook in their Beyond The Fringe days
Cook: You know, I go to the theatre to be entertained. I don't want to see plays about rape, sodomy and drug addiction. I can get all that at home.
At the start of his career, Peter applied to the actor's union for membership. They wrote back telling him he would have to change his name as there was a Peter Coke and this might cause some confusion. The regulations were very strict in this regard. Peter wrote to them saying that in future he would be known as Xavier Blancmange to which the union replied that this was a silly name. He then suggested Wardrobe Gruber and Sting Thundercock. He never heard from the union on the subject again.
(Peter) My Mother was a saint. Whenever I think of my dear mother I have an abiding image of a small, kindly, plump, grey-haired lady pottering at the sink. "Get away from that bloody sink," my mother would yell at her, "and get out of my kitchen you awful plump little kindly woman!" We never found out who she was.
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