Frightening
cloud of pompous inflection to your left is called Spoonman. Maybe
you are familiar with Spoonman. Maybe you have seen him in earlier
times at COBRA LOUNGE. Maybe you have heard
his name in connection with Anon Salon.
Maybe you have no idea what Spoonman is? All the better for you.
Maybe you will escape whole messy encounter with prosthetic personality
from interplanetary recycling center.
On
other hand, perhaps you yourself have felt occasional yearnings
for extraneous persona of your own. That figures. Like most folks,
maybe you long for some protection from corrosive rays of insane
optimism. Maybe desire is there to wield against chaos something
more than your television remote, and you think maybe fire-breathing
patriarchal visigoth will save your butt.
Hard
to say what will work for you. You give it a try. See what happens.
It is safer than full body explosion, more dangerous than credit
card fraud. Invisible is powerful but unseen force in life of people
with too much imagination. Spoonman comes from invisible place,
and to invisible he returns when play is done and work begins. You
care to trot along to that place with Spoonman, you are more than
welcome. Let us see where trajectory of Spooniversal exaggeration
will take us next.
So,
in the meantime, what is here that maybe you can munch on?