Narrating and Violence

I haven’t blogged proper about my Texas trip, saying only a few things here and there. There are waaay too many things to cover in one post or in even three but here is something I needed to put out there. When I was in San Angelo my cousin made me a copy of some recordings we did in the summer of 1980 (when I was 10). These recordings were of a group of us reading lines out of a comic book as if it were scripted for radio.

The link right here will take you to a page with two other links. The first is the introduction to the comic book and is mostly me (which is why I’m posting it since I’m so egotistical). The second link takes you to my brother who is reading for two characters for quite some time. When he accidently reads my line you’ll hear me call him on it. Then you’ll hear me get punched right in the face. Turn your speakers up and you’ll hear me give him the infamous cuss out (almost) off mic, afterwhich we continue reading as if nothing had happened.

This stuff has reached the status of legend in our family. Then it became myth but since we have the recording again it’s just legend again. If you love me then listen and laugh with me. If you hate me then just take the opportunity to hear me get punched. But either way listen to the recordings and it’s 1980 again, for whatever that’s worth.

Oh yeah, and listen to me mispronounce “simultaneously”!

17 Responses to “Narrating and Violence”

  1. R says:

    I couldn’t hear a punch, but I did hear a distinctive “fuck you.”

    Such mouths at that age. For shame.

  2. Mexigogue says:

    The “fuck you” brings to mind the character Niles on Frazier. Not the most intimidating fellow huh?

  3. guy in the UNLV jacket says:

    You sound like a little girl…

  4. Mexigogue says:

    At least I can swim. Hey did you ever show Phelps the picture of you just standing there in the scuba diving outfit? Like that’s supposed to prove something! I can stand there in a cab driver uniform, it doesn’t mean I can speak Arabic!

  5. guy in the UNLV jacket says:

    Of course you can swim they don’t call you a wetback for nothing……

  6. guy in the UNLV jacket says:

    you dguys don’t even sound like Mexicans, sounds like some little white girls

  7. R says:

    Seriously. I was expecting some crazy wacked out norteño accent and somem fucking Los Tigres music in the background.

    What the fuck kind of Mexican are you anyway?

  8. Mexigogue says:

    Uh oh. I haven’t kept it real since I stopped wearing the bullets crossed on the chest and started acing the grammar classes. I knew this would come back to haunt me. CALGON TAKE ME AWAAAAY!

  9. Citizen Quasar says:

    Nice tapes. It shows the Mexigogue as a true master of multi-media at even such a young age. However, a little graphics might have helped like a jagged edged bubble with the word POW! in it so the puch would stand out more.

    Heck, when I was ten, transisters were still new and tubes were still available for purchase down at the local hardware store. Color TVs were the new big thing and tape recorders were something that radio stations had.

    As for 1980, it was a bad year for me: Divorce on my birthday, car totalled and then repoed by the bank, fired from my job…

    “‘Nuff said!”

  10. Mexigogue says:

    Wow. Divorce on your birthday has to rank right up there. I once saw this girl get broken up with on her birthday and the guy told her she was just a piece of pu$$y. Classy huh? Worst that ever happenened on MY birthday was Waco then the Oklahoma City bombing thing.

  11. Phelps says:

    I think that all brother relationships are pretty violent. My brother and I used to have fights all the time. He claims I laid his head open with a shovel; I say that I threw the shovel up in the air and he happened to be under it. (That’s how I remember it, but I was 7 and know exactly how fallible memory is.)

  12. Mexigogue says:

    When I was about 7 or 8 my sister was trying to break up a fight between me and my brother. I punched her in the mouth and busted her lip. That was the only punch. Come to think of it it’s ALWAYS only one punch. At least that time I didn’t run.

  13. guy in the UNLV jacket says:

    Getting a divorice on your b-day should be a joyus ocassion. Ding dong the witc is gone, along of half of your stuff

  14. Phelps says:

    You know why divorce is so expensive?

    It’s worth it!

  15. Mexigogue says:

    Peace y’all I’m in Grand Rapids for my job til tomorrow night. Seeya!

  16. Citizen Quasar says:

    Yes. It WAS a nice birthday present.

    However, my lawyer told me it would take a week to ten days before it would be finalized because of the mail and the judge’s schedule.

    I told him that I would throw in an extra couple of hundred bucks if he could get it done NOW and just like that, I was $200 dollars poorer and the signed papers giving me my freedom were in my mailbox when I got home from work.

    I went out chasing pussy later that night, ran into her a a club, and she was stunned that she could not cause me any more grief.