Firesign Theatre


Does any of you ex-love children of the 60s remember Firesign Theatre? Georgie Tirebiter and friends? What was the name of the high school that was stolen? What was the name of the album. Something about pliers???
shubertmaniac
don't crush that dwarf, hand me the pliers
Here T'is

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I seem to recall one album was titled "We're all Bozos on this Bus" or something like that. Always thought that their material must be how it feels to do some bad drugs! Very creative, but very weird.
My understanding is that they're still at it. I recall hearing them on the radio a year ago or so. Gotta love em!

There's even a firsigntheatre.com
Morse Science High.
They're still performing and making records. In fact, they won a Grammy a few years ago for Best Spoken Word.
There's a video of a performance in Colorado a few years ago that turns up on PBS now and then. And I've heard them on NPR, as well.
The future fair: a fair for all and no fair to anybody
Lets stand him on his head! Ohhhh....he's no fun, he fell right over!

Are we in Goshen yet?

....sT
crack cracked cheeks break wind break Rocky Rococo at your cervix brings back memories.
More Science High

BTW -- George Tirebiter was the "real" name of a former mascot of USC.

He's no fun, he fell right over!
"shoes for industry, shoes for the dead"
"I sat there listening to the monotonous stacatto of rain on my desk top and reading my name on the glass of my office door: "regnaD kciN". My secretary lay snoring on the floor, her long, beautiful gams pinioned under the couch. I didn't hear him enter, but my nostrils flared at the smell of his perfume - Pyramid Patchouli! There was only one joker in L.A sensitive enough to wear that stuff, and I had to find out who he was..."

"Why does the Porridge bird lay its eggs in the air?"
"Defoliating a victory garden sure does work up an appetite."
"I'd like to order a pizza to go with no anchovies."
"A couple of Theosophists down at the end of the bar were raisin' the Devil. Had him about three feet off the ground when I walked in."
"Antelope Freeway, one hundred and twenty-eighth of a mile."
"Welcome to the future, where Robot's Rules of Order do not apply."

Whoops, sorry about that. Oddly enough, Firesign riffs are about all I remember of the years from 1969 to 72. Wonderful lateral thinking and tangential humour - really satisfied the brain munchies :-)
Those were the days. KMET in LA used to intermingle FST tracks with music all the time. Lot's of fun, even straight.
Definitely part of my life's soundtrack. How can you be in two places at the same time when you're actually nowhere at all?
"I'm Pastor Flash from the Presumptuous Assumption of the Blinding Light. Oh blinding light, oh light that blinds, I cannot see, lookout for me."

"featuring Venus Envy hairspray, with accompanying self-blinding eye shadow and deported Italian napagel balls for soaking or eating."

"We have factory-installed air conditioning, factory-installed in our factory-installed air conditioned factory."

Hot buttered goatcustards.
How about Name that Disease..."I'm sorry, You have the Plague!!!"
"Welcoming to Barbaria, my infidel friends. Ooh, what is this peeking out from under your underwear...it's a bottle of whiskey on my head. The whiskey head tax here in Barbaria is 1060 karooms or I could challenge you to a 'diet cola'"

"Just pay it, sir, we're in over our heads."

"So what is the purpose of your visit to Spires"

"My good man, this is the American ambassador. We're here to take over the American Embassy"

"Ooooh, that's lots of fun. My friends and I do it every week, but you need men with underwear on their heads and guns..."
"How can you be two places at once and nowhere at all?"