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October 16, 1991
FLAGPOLE MAGAZINE
Page 19
William Orten
Carlton = CRT
Special Correspondent
For The Flagpole.
Stuck in a truck with only an A M. radio. The dial moves,
downwind, against the static. I feel the speil: they’re selling
Jesus by the pound. “Send in that generous love offering,’
he moans. “We will send you this annointed cloth.’ What he
really says is: “I have 10.000 of these 'blest cloths’ to send
out, courtesy of Acme Fabric Samples of Brooklyn. That Sol
Goldstein guy really helped me out, and all in the name of
Jesus. Je-sus. Thank you, Jesus." The truck hits a chuck-
hole. The radio burps; the station changes, as if by magic.
This time at around 1070 a cowboy bleats as a wind howls,
staring at a mute moon. Oblivion on a Canadian Clear
Channel. “That damn null goes clear to Sarnia, Ontario at
night. What in hell do we gotta cut in toward them for,
anyhow? It ain't like we can hear them here ’ An engineer's
dilemma. My mind tires of the grind; I tune on. A teletype's
clatter tells all what’s the matter in five-minute memory
bytes: all the news that is news spews — what of it they want
you to hear. On past Evangel, the lines and the angles
begin to make sense as the truck lurches onward. On down
toward the high end, it moves me to sigh, and then out of the
speaker come the long dystant Byrds: “Same grey town,
Known for its sound ..."
We are all, as the song suggests, "just shapeless forms.’
I watch that greyness ebb and flow, then switch off the radio
at the end of its song it was singing to me. Its help is not
needed anymore. Now I understand what little there is to
understand; downwind, against the static
(30.)
A quick P.S. This column wrote itself at the Direct Effect
Disco Benefit. Now maybe you understand why I carry the
clipboard around Maybe. Well, it came in handy tonight
So I came right over here and wrote this. It speaks fcr itself:
I offer no apologies. It is the shortest column I've ever
written, and it is the proudest piece of writing that I have
ever done. Next week, some new adventure . Music, maybe
It all depends on what hits me, the where and the when
Thanks for understanding, Angela and Darren. And thanks
again, Melanie. You are a real friend.
(30.)
Go east,
Studio East drops Down The Stairs and you have tabula-
rasa music and then some more with sitars and stuff.
Ravishing as Ravi Shankar, nearly about. Grows hair on the
bottoms of your roller skates Lights the fires of the ghats in
your mind A thousand honey-combed pardons, folks we
almost forgctted that Lightnm' Luke & The Lounge Ladz
open at The Downstairs on Tuesday, October 22 Whew"!
(30.)
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