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Post by tallpoppygrower on Mar 10, 2006 10:48:28 GMT 10
Dear Members,
Tiger will be performing on the
14th of March with Andy Milne and the on the 2nd of April
at Penny Lane for Martin Jackson and the jazz Co-Op. These will really be important platforms for what is shaping up to be a quite brilliant run for Tiger.
Tigers new music is like a sheer drop of 10,000 feet. It is like a Redon painting. Shadows , black and white, ambiguity. Small piglets will run squeeling...you shall smell an ungodly smell, you shall see visions of archetypal figures of history. Don Knotts, Tal Farlow, Ben Franklin, Rosa Parks...strange flashes of blue luminescent light.
A Pirate, a mangy dog, a snow shovel, a bat, A veal toilet seat..you shall laugh, cry , sneeze, cum, vomit, yawn and snore simultaneously. Every orifice shall be highly active at these gigs at first contact with Tigers mysterious sound, his poetic filth,
his individuation.
So come on down, bring the family! Bring Iron guts, Bring Geoff, fuckin bring every one on the horror list, and prepare to be violated in the most gentle way.
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Post by vickijane on Mar 10, 2006 11:40:47 GMT 10
I'm scared of hights. Don Knotts! How old are you?
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Post by tinky on Mar 10, 2006 16:42:19 GMT 10
You don't want Guts there, he's been dead a few days and is starting to smell. ( although he a quite a wiff before)
Everyone should check out Andy Milne, he's a great player and it will be interesting to see if he can keep up with the amazing Tiger.
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Post by tallpoppygrower on Mar 11, 2006 1:20:15 GMT 10
Vicki,
must you keep revealing you fear of aging?
I mean you are the classic Age-ist here. What the fuck does it matter.
We all have a ticket out in this life.Strep throat, bunions, curds disease,
wickasha,loodle foot. We are all susceptible, so just chill out woman. Chill the fuck out!
.......you should just go and hear Doctor Tiger.
You will feel younger ,
and as they say, when Tiger plays, EVERYONE gets laid!
Ive never been to a tiger gig where there wasn't alot of heavy petting, panting and flushed faces coming out of the ladies room.
I mean this is love fest.
tiger creates a Haight street 2006.
Tiger believes in free love also.
Tiger is like an eastern guru ploughing all his devotees
Tiger wants the whole audience inside him and he is inside the whole audience when he plays.
Each tune he plays is like a thrust.
A position.
And then the last song is ...well...you know...
Bingo.
His offspring are the children born 9 months later. He will pay musical alimony.
Create more progeny for Tiger by supporting him and attending his gigs.
RESPEK!
TPG
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Post by vickijane on Mar 11, 2006 8:00:05 GMT 10
Au contraire TPG, I enjoy being older than most of you. It's fun watching you all grow up.
Alas I can't have Tiger's children! I tried for babies for years but the only ones that came were all my Godchildren, nieces and nephews who spend too much time at my house listening to jazz and eating my food. They are all my kids though.
I am worried about your grammar TPG. I hope you don't write copy for your website or press releases!
I always thought you were Peter Knight but I must be wrong because Peter knows how to spell and Peter would know that the best love is done slowly because - how can I put this tactfully; he has a brain.
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Post by vickijane on Mar 11, 2006 8:05:24 GMT 10
p.s. TPG, most of us know that good music is like fucking, dear.
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Post by timothystevens on Mar 11, 2006 8:08:48 GMT 10
Yeah, just ask Tord!
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Post by aj on Mar 11, 2006 8:59:58 GMT 10
well from what I gather, it works for you Tim : you listen to him and think : 'fuck off'.
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Post by johnk on Mar 11, 2006 10:55:29 GMT 10
Good music, really good music is kind of like goo d sex. Bad music is so like ur worst nightmare
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Post by tallpoppygrower on Mar 11, 2006 14:54:53 GMT 10
Dear Vicki three stars, Your grammer, your spelling, you age, your 'experience', your "easy going nature' your "down to earth-ness' are no match for the sheer artistry of Tiger but you sure work those angles! You'll notice that alot of your postings use the above as cache. But what is important is artistry. Thats it. Finito. I dont care about words, they fail mostly and they were meant to be fucked with. You should know that as a writer. Tiger knows that when people start criticizing others for spelling?  and grammer??? that they are boring people who he doesn't want to go on a dinner date with. He doesnt like to go to a party with them either because they arent open.. He doesn't have time for that level of condescending , patronizing stuff. He only likes people who are free, free of these conservative , constricting thoughts. Vicki , youll never get a back stage pass too meet Tiger like this sweetie. > > > > > > > > ( see how I used the word sweetie here...note the way that made you feel? .....Like it? No right? > > > ...thats your own medicine. Its not good. You should lose that tactic.) Now. Bach had terrible grammer, so did Coltrane, but people on this forum are STILL chewing eye over those two geniuses. So go Vicki , go to Tiger Rex's gig and you shall, in a sense, be reborn my love. Find your inner Tiger. He will welcome you, despite your many falls from grace. Despite the fact that you frequent the galleon and chew ear with all those non- manifesting, black clothes wearing, vintage euro car driving, trusta -farians. Find Tiger and cling to him. Ask him for forgiveness. he will. He loves his CHILDREN! ps. Tiger only wants that you should be free...and not boring. TPG |
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Post by vickijane on Mar 11, 2006 15:35:31 GMT 10
Actually sweetheart, I was flattered.  by your calling me sweetie and I laughed out loud. At a management training course I was told “NEVER call people luvvie, darling or sweetheart etc. because junior staff feel it is hard to say no to questions ending in those 'patronising' terms." I asked the trainer what to do, as the trouble was and remains, that I can never remember anyone's name and I referred to my CEO and all Senior Management that way. The trainer had no answer for that. He just said: “Words like that are bad, mmmkay” So Tiger, David, Pops, TPG, whatever your name is, sweetheart, lamby pie, get over it. You know I love you, darling, even if you do pretend to be Peter Knight.  Oh, and I have an inner Tiger already but he really hates jazz! I do fancy being reborn though, as I could use a young person's energy at the moment. So maybe I'll come to your gig after all. |
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Post by tallpoppygrower on Mar 11, 2006 17:24:25 GMT 10
OK, LETS MEET AT TIGERS GIG.
ITS TIME.
May you live to 100 may tiger live to be 99
TPG
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Post by timothystevens on Mar 11, 2006 17:30:45 GMT 10
well from what I gather, it works for you Tim : you listen to him and think : 'fuck off'. Indeed. And 'What the fuck?' and 'Fuck me dead!' and finally, 'Fuck that.' |
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Post by pk on Mar 11, 2006 23:43:52 GMT 10
I always thought you were Peter Knight nah not me... i never use capitals wouldn't mind claiming some of tpg's witty-er moments though v amusing e e cummings was another no spelling mofo |
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Post by vickijane on Mar 12, 2006 12:16:09 GMT 10
Peter, Belinda and I were convinced after that party!
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by your calling me sweetie and I laughed out loud.