"However, members of the Organian Council would use their mental powers to heat all Federation and Klingon weapons to 350 degress Farenheit, thus rendering them useless."
I must confess, however, that the thought of George W. Bush placed on a desert planet, having to fight an alien by cramming sulphur, saltpeter, and rocks into a hollow log is strangely, hypnotically appealing.
Christ, I did stuff like this on traffic sounds, oscillating guy wires, and big meaty farts in grad school using a DAT and either CSound, Music4BF, or (shudder) a few Mac programs.
It's only considered "art" because it happened in Norway, was done by fellows with interesting names ("Kjetil," "Vinjar," etc.), occurred at a studio that has a hap'nin acronym ("NOTAM," woo, woo) and has "Manifesta" in it.
Oh, and who can resist this email address: expanded.field@sensewave.com. Gimme a break. What a bunch of pseudo-musical, quasi-artistic poseurs.
Wonder if they got government funding? Maybe I'll write up a proposal to stretch Ozzy's "Crazy Train" so that it takes up 3 months. No, wait--MTV has a show that already does that. Better still! I'll stretch John Cage's 4' 33" so that it becomes 4d 4h 4' 33".
While much has been made of it since the first airing, were you, or anyone else affiliated with the crew at the time, aware that "The Kiss" you exchanged with Nichelle Nichols was truly ground-breaking, or merely something controversial to make a few waves?
You've written somewhat about this subject; however, I have yet to see any reference in my admittedly sketchy Star Trek reading to what the attitudes of the cast and crew were _before_ the airing of that episode.
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"However, members of the Organian Council would use their mental powers to heat all Federation and Klingon weapons to 350 degress Farenheit, thus rendering them useless."
I must confess, however, that the thought of George W. Bush placed on a desert planet, having to fight an alien by cramming sulphur, saltpeter, and rocks into a hollow log is strangely, hypnotically appealing.
Sign should read: Room 42 Deep Thought (beware of falling whales)
Christ, I did stuff like this on traffic sounds, oscillating guy wires, and big meaty farts in grad school using a DAT and either CSound, Music4BF, or (shudder) a few Mac programs.
It's only considered "art" because it happened in Norway, was done by fellows with interesting names ("Kjetil," "Vinjar," etc.), occurred at a studio that has a hap'nin acronym ("NOTAM," woo, woo) and has "Manifesta" in it.
Oh, and who can resist this email address: expanded.field@sensewave.com. Gimme a break. What a bunch of pseudo-musical, quasi-artistic poseurs.
Wonder if they got government funding? Maybe I'll write up a proposal to stretch Ozzy's "Crazy Train" so that it takes up 3 months. No, wait--MTV has a show that already does that. Better still! I'll stretch John Cage's 4' 33" so that it becomes 4d 4h 4' 33".
Bah. Fakirs.
While much has been made of it since the first airing, were you, or anyone else affiliated with the crew at the time, aware that "The Kiss" you exchanged with Nichelle Nichols was truly ground-breaking, or merely something controversial to make a few waves? You've written somewhat about this subject; however, I have yet to see any reference in my admittedly sketchy Star Trek reading to what the attitudes of the cast and crew were _before_ the airing of that episode.