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30.3.13

"Oh, Mr. Commuter..."

"Oh, Mr. Commuter..."

Probably only three people will care about this -- and one of them is dead -- but FINALLY, after years of searching, Da-da found a transcript of Steve Martin's 1976 beatnik poetry rant from Saturday Night Live, SNL Episode 5, Second Season, written by Michael O'Donahue. Now all Da-da needs do is make a YouTube post of the sketch and he will have performed his service to humanity. Anyway, here it is, along with a link to the entire sketch transcript. And yes, Da-da was quite young when this came out, but he remembers peeking over the couch to see it (he wasn't supposed to be up).
Rodney (Steve Martin as beatnik): Oh, Mr. Commuter!
Wash me not in your Mad Ave. paint-by-numbers soap,
In your Cheez Whiz TV dinner bathtub graveyard.
Not for me your drip-dry tuna casserole! [bongo rim shot]
Not for me your gray-and-pink poodle FASCISM! [bongo]
I'd rather roll in my own PUKE! [bongo]
Free and proud to smell.
This is poetry!
It does not NEED to rhyme!
Ga ga!
Da da!
God!
Dog!
Dog!
God!

16.11.11

Holiday Candy Tries to Keep Time

What is that, 9/8? 17/32? (That's 17 beats per measure, 32nd note gets the beat. Fun!)

1.11.11

And NOW, the Real Horror...


...that's right, Steve, only three weeks till Thanksgiving and Big Ol' Underpants. Oh, and happy 11-1-11, everyone. If this makes anyone feel any better, you do get to look forward to at least two true tales of Da-da's Thanksgiving yesteryear mayhem; tales from this year would put you in a coma, so Vintage Da-da's on the way! (And if Da-da's parents don't come up with that hush money, you'll be seeing real shots from Da-da's horror past. Boo.)
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