3|9|03 :::: "Who's Afraid of Shirley Woolf - The Swansong"

Greetings Shirleyphiles and welcome to the LAST half hour of low-fi lovliness from mr. Kenneth and myself. Yes...I know you've read about it in the tabloids and strangely it's nearly all true. We ARE taking a little rest and going into a larval stage here at Chez Shirley, but we ARE not joining forces and going into a tie-dying business with Sinead O'Connor as she bids you all farewell also as one syndicated trash rag suggested! Yes...it's all been a wee bit tumultous and ... let's call a spade a shovel ... DETOX calls.

It has been a wonderous experience over the past 15 months meeting all you low fi luvverlies via your feedback | IRC and we're both so honoured that we've been able to put a smile on your precious dials. Mr. Kenneth has decided to devote more time to extra-curricular activities and honestly, without his skillful knob twiddling and encyclopediac music mind, this old show girl is about as exciting as last night's lipstick shavings! That is not to say, that yours truly is doing a Ziggy Stardust and disappearing entirely from view...oh no...you know as well as I do that it's near impossible to keep an old diva down once she's found an audience. Look at Bassey, Minnelli, Streisand and Bowie for that matter! No doubt, when mr. Kenneth feels so inclined or I nag the poor darling into a teeth pulling corner, I'll pop right back up to spice your lives up....just one more time...and one more time again ;) Hear that Sinead!

Stay tuned for "POSTCARDS FROM DETOX".... some low-fi aural updates on the current state of my mind and the state of minds from some of the poor, huddled and twisted glamourpussies I'm bound to meet hopped up to the eyeballs on a mix of martini's and colourful medication while I'm *cough*... drying out.

In the meantime, we're leaving with an extraordinary piece of aural mish mash to challenge the most devoted of you. Mr. Kenneth recently picked up the Broadway recording of Edward Albee's "Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf" starring US theatre legend Uta Hagen and others delivering some of the most vicious dialogue I've heard over the wildest 3 hours. I so wanted to share this recording with all of you but alas, my server will only house 30 minutes of audio...so...I decided to change the tempo of the 3 hour recording so it would fit into 30 mins! Yes...Broadway goes bubble and squeak indeed and becomes overun with uber theatrical chipmonks! Something was missing however and I decided that it was music soundtrack!

As the duration of the play takes place into the wee hours of the night and morning after, Kiss' Rock and Roll All Night seemed the most appropriate music to accompany the play. This track, on the other hand has been stretched to fit into 30 minutes! Sounds frightening? Sounds intriguing? Sounds like the ghost of Hendrix to mr. Kenneth, but I'm more inclined to think it sounds like Bjork trying her best to clear a faecal impaction of Elvis type proportions! All I can say is be afraid...be very afraid.

till next time we have the absolute pleasure of sharing a make-up mirror while talking martini's, take care of yourselves, your loved ones and your unloved ...mega thank you's for tuning in and everlasting *smooches* from mr. Kenneth and myself.

yours in cheesecloth while basking in "DETOX"
la Shirl