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reprinted from GAJOOB #5 (1990)
by Jeff "Flngerhead" Jarvie
Jimmy Hoffa is entombed under the goalpost of the New Jersey Giants stadium. Traci Lords' films are entombed in Hanger 18 at the Wright·Patterson Air Force Base in Dayton, Ohio (the same hanger that also contains frozen extraterrestrials and Elvis clones).
If you don’t know who Jimmy Hoffa is, you should watch In Search Of, read Playboy, or just wait for his colon to appear in your breakfast sausage. Anyway, Jimmy Hoffa was a Teamster leader who wandered into oblivion many years ago and has not been seen since. Over the years, many theories have arisen to explain his disappearance. Here are just a few: he was fed to gators in Florida; he was pressed into sausage in Ohio; he was abducted by aliens who forced him to watch Traci Lords' films until his eyes popped out, then they rearranged his molecules until he resembled Elvis (so all of these Elvis sightings that we read about in The Weekly World News can now be explained- it’s just Jimmy Hoffa with rearranged molecules). Whichever Jimmy Hoffa disappearance theory you subscribe to, you have to admit that he would make one damn scary Elvis.
I first learned about Jimmy Hoffa’s disappearance from an episode of In Search Of hosted by the God-like actor/singer, Leonard Nimoy (if you've ever heard Leonard sing "Highly Illogical' or “Proud Mary" you'd understand why I referto him as “God-like'). . .
In fact, if it wasn't for Leonard Nimoy and In Search Of there would be no “Speculation' column. Leonard Nimoy is the godfather of speculation. So, if you wanna bitch about this column, I suggest that you write to Leonard. In the words of Charles Manson: "Why blame me? I didn’t write the music.'
What was this column about? Okay, now I remember.
(Question: What do tirades and Elves have in common? Answer: They both can have magical powers). ·
Anyway, In Search Of informed a young Jeff Jarvie about the strange case of Jimmy "where the Hell am I?" Hoffa. It got me to thinkin'. I started spending all my free time thinking about the whereabouts of Jimmy Hoffa. I spent so much time thinking about Jimmy Hoffa that I lost all my friends, had to drop out of High School, and started reading Leonard Nimoy poetry books for sexual gratification.
After losing my friends, my education, and obtaining a poetry-fueled sex-drive, I knew that I had hit rock bottom. Luckily, I found solace in the porn films of Traci Lords. Thanks to Traci, I solved the Jimmy Hoffa mystery. So, now you’re asking: "So Jeff, where is Mr. Hoffa?' Well, I'd like to tell you, but due to legal reasons and Christina Applegate, I can't tell you. But I can tell you this .... We all have times in our lives when we feel lost. We all have times in our lives when we feel like we are being buried under a football stadium or made into sausage. So where is Jimmy Hoffa? I'd like to think that there's a little bit of Jimmy Hoffa in all of us. And wouldn't you?
Traci Lords changed my life. The first film of hers that I remember watching was called Lust in the Fast Lane. lf you haven't seen this film, you’re just outta luck, because this film is among the many Traci Lords films that were sucked into the abyss after it was discovered that her father was Billy Barty. Lust in the Fast Lane is the Plan 9 From Outer Space of porn films. In Plan 9, a ghastly looking Bela Lugosi wanders in and out of a graveyard. In Lust in the Fast Lane, a ghastly looking Traci Lords wanders in and out of lucidity. Plan 9 provides us with many shocks by showing us closeups of paper plate UFOs (a brief flashback to my last column). Lust in the Fast Lane provldes us with many shocks by showing us closeups of Traci's genitals. Plan 9 was directed by Ed Wood Jr., who often dressed in women's clothes on the movie set. Lust in the Fast Lane was directed by Adam, who is often heard giving such bizarre directions as: “Lick it off each other’s faces.' And you thought that the Lincoln/Kennedy coincidences were eerie.
But don't feel bad if you haven't seen Lust in the Fast Lane; so far, only Craig Blomquist and I have seen it. And the CIA put LSD in his tap water so that he wouldn’t talk about it. Traci is still around (unlike Jimmy Hoffa, Elvis, JFK and Dorothy Wallace). She appears in the remake of the sci-fi classic, Not of This Earth (you can say that again). The movie poster states: "Traci Lords is not of this Earth" (another flashback to my last column).
Hopefully, one day Leonard Nimoy will go in search of Traci Lords. And if we're lucky, we can all go along with him. Maybe we can raid Hanger 18, discover Traci's “lost" films. Take pictures of the frozen alien corpses, and then invite Jimmy Hoffa Elvis to view the alien photos and Traci's videos with us. To dream the impossible dream .....
In conclusion, I'd just like to say that Jimmy Hoffa may never be found, Traci Lords' films may never be viewed again, but Leonard Nimoy will always have a theory (or a poem) about where they are.
A Dorothy Walrus is never Paul.
Easily the best hardcore/metal tape I have. Hardcore has a bad reputation of spewing forth a lot of garbagy (performance-wise and sound-wise) tapes. But you can just forget about that here. The guitars of Brian McLaughlin and Dan Bires not only possess bite, they have the muscle to rip out some mighty big chunks of flesh and bone. Dan Bires' vocals are featured prominently, and his performance, his core-growl and metal-ish waver realizes true perfection at many points throughout this tape. This is one tape where the engineers deserve special notice, especially when it comes to the drums. Joe Mellon's drum playing is frenetic and and at the mark, while employing the limits of the whole set. Excellent, excellent drum work which the very well thought-out arrangements demand-- and get, with a lot of something to spare. I'm sorry if I appear to be bandwagoning here, but this tape deserves some attention!! -- Bryan Baker
Illusion of Safety describes their music as "post-industrial experimental," motivated by an "attempt to create a mood, stimulate thought processes, pacify, relax, and startle the listener." The technology involved is mainly sampling, but also incorporates guitar, tape, other electronics and processing. RVE is a balanced release in terms of moods, crashing and then eerily soothing. At one point in the mix, I could decipher a jumble of swarmoing insects, and, later, the chirping of birds, which made for a disturbing counterpoint. --Bryan Baker GAJOOB 9
Boy In Love's sixth tape is a very loose, done-for-fun kind of tape that sounds like these two guys made it with hysterical faces. Member Dave Schall calls their sound "folk garbage" and says, "No intelligent thought goes into a BiL song." Comes with a booklet.
Wheelchair Full of Old Men Tapes
Frnaklin is the singer songwriter of a band called Nothing Painted Blue (you might check out the new 7-inch out on Scat). The songs on this tape are stripped down pop numbers, about half with simple guitar accompaniment, others have a small amount of other instrumental backing. Bruno writes strog, hook-laden songs with excellent lyrics that manage to maintain a unique voice throughout this tape.
Shrimper Tapes
These songs were recorded on 4-track cassette between 1982 and 1988. They were early recordings by GAJOOB Magazine publisher, Bryan Baker and friend Gregg Allen. A few early recordings like "Stainless Case" were made on a Studiomaster 4-track, while most were created on a Tascam Porta One. Gregg is the vocalist, sax and sometime guitarist (his unique style is heard on many older tracks) while Bryan wrote, played and engineered, with several exceptions. Gregg's 50's doo-wop influences surface on a couple tracks like "Oh, Baby Please" and "I Need to Know" and these are mostly his babies. Joe Maki, Wayne Baker and a few others make appearances here and there, Joe's contributions featuring a few of the earliest Baby Fred recordings. These songs together are simply a personal document to the fun times these friends had creating music just for the love of it.
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