Friday, February 23, 2007

Don't Be Frightened!


Wred Fright
Originally uploaded by King Wenclas.
It's only ULA novelist Wred Fright, who'll be Special Guest at Sunday's Philadelphia show; 3 pm at The Underground, 40th at Spruce Street. Wred's one of the good guys. (Copies of his novel will be there.)
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Jeff Potter said...

They're also always available at http://ULAPRESS.com!

and

http://wredfright.com/

*THE PORNOGRAPHIC FLABBERGASTED EMUS* rocks!

Or, as Jessica Wilbur---who is also ready to rumble at the show this Sunday---says at her blog:

And then it was my turn, and I was nervous, but I channeled that energy into the stories, and I think it worked. The first story I read was a story about kids smoking angeldust-and-marijuana joints dipped in embalming fluid and returning from their flights with the memories of dead people. I heard gasps during the story, and one guy clasped his hand to his chest and said Oh, Jesus. Later, a woman named April told me that when S. took a picture of me during the performance, she thought the camera flash was lightning, that I had somehow brought lightning into the room. I believe that is one of the best compliments I've ever gotten - to hear that I cast a sort of spell over the audience. My second story was a short one, not quite as intense as the first, but a favorite of mine - a tale of the end of the heyday of the American Traveling Circus, and the carnival barkers being being forced to live in a secluded retirement community. That cast a spell, too, at least on Jellyboy. After the evening's performances were over, he bowed to me and told me my stories were perfect, and then he said: We're not dead, you know. I wasn't sure what he meant, but then he proceeded to swallow a sword and then snap a mousetrap on his tongue, and I figured it out. That was the moment things came full circle, the whole connection between the circus and the ULA and the Perpetual Motion Roadshow. Have I ever told you that I don't believe in coincidence?

Fred was the finale of Friday night's events. He read from his rock'n'roll novel, The Pornographic Flabbergasted Emus, which I became quite familiar with when we toured together - and it is still, to this day, one of the funniest stories I have ever read. The kind of thing that you should not read on public transportation, because you will laugh out loud, and everyone will turn to stare at you.

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2/23/2007 01:53:00 PM

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