From: owner-ammf-digest@smoe.org (alt.music.moxy-fruvous digest) To: ammf-digest@smoe.org Subject: alt.music.moxy-fruvous digest V1 #266 Reply-To: ammf@smoe.org Sender: owner-ammf-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-ammf-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk alt.music.moxy-fruvous digest Monday, August 10 1998 Volume 01 : Number 266 Today's Subjects: ----------------- Fruvous in T.O. [Irene Gaspar ] CAN I SUCK YOUR BIG COCK? - 010.jpg [shrnygrl@sdfs.org] Re: perch? [epbuckley@mindspring.com (ellen p. buckley)] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Mon, 10 Aug 1998 03:09:05 GMT From: Irene Gaspar Subject: Fruvous in T.O. Two shows in one weekend--that's a small miracle for me! (Warning: this post is long, long, long) About 2 weeks ago, I happened to casually ask a friend if she wanted to join me for the Fruvous concert at Mel Lastman Square. Much to my surprise, she said yes. (My friends are not big fans of Fruvous. Go figure.) So, on Friday (Fruday?) night I met my friend in the York Mills subways stop, a convenient spot for both of us, and made the journey up to the Square. I had never been to Mel Lastman Square before. Fortunately, it was not hard to find. When we got there, my first reaction was to laugh. The place is so little! For some reason, I had been expecting a big stage similar to the one down by Harbourfront, not this dinky thing. A little square for a little mayor, I suppose :) We arrived at the Square early enough to acquire seats on the first row of the stone stairs; this accorded us an excellent view of the stage. I was pleased. The show started almost on time (another good feature). It began with the extended Sahara which I have never heard before. It was a perfect starter because it got everyone's attention. I liked it a lot. (And now my linear tale breaks down.) Musical highlights: Piscito Bandito (sp?)--This is my favourite of their new songs. It's wonderfully whimsical and it makes me laugh. The Porkloin song--This is not the real title, of course. I just can't remember what it's called. Murray stepped up and performed this little ditty to cover for Jian who was having trouble with an electric guitar. This one had me practically howling. Marion Fruvous!--This is song I have always loved. This time it had an extended introduction which included a disgusting origin for the band name, courtesy of Dave. What was it? He said "moxy" is the term to describe the bits of cuticle that detach themselves from your nail. This, when mixed in with whipped cream (sour cream? something like that), is called a "moxy fruvous". Gr-OSS! The purple shirt song--This sprang from Jian commending Mike & Dave on their matching purple shirts. Banter: Mel Lastman jokes: "He's a great clown, uh, mayor." You get the idea ;) Shania Twain commentary: She was playing at Ontario Place and so Fruvous took the time to thank us for coming to see them rather than her. Of course, they said, her show probably cost a bit whereas they were FREE! Jian, after saying he liked her music, proceeded to butcher one of her songs. He finished by saying that she gave the song a different sound because she was (and still is) a woman. There followed a circuitous discussion about men and women, Shania and Jian. I wish I could repeat it for you because it certainly had me laughing. Weather commentary: Thunder storms were in the forecast and so Fruvous took the time to thank us for risking our lives by coming out to see them. They began to imagine headline such as "Moxy Fruvous electrocuted. Mayor's popularity on the rise." I have to say that this was one of the best concerts I've been to. I thought their set had nice variety: old stuff, new stuff, fast and slow. This was combined with a good amount of banter. After the concert, I stayed back entirely too long to get autographs. But my friend was patient and was even still willing to speak to me the next day. And now for the other half of the Fruvous weekend. Today I went to the Taste of the Danforth Festival with a different batch of people. Ugh. What an uncomfortable experience. To begin with, it was blisteringly hot outside and the humidity was horrendous. This was at 4pm. I was so glad we did not get there earlier. I knew 3 of the 5 people I was with. I had invited a co-worker and a couple of old school chums. My schools friends had, in turn, invited a couple who were friends of one girl's boyfriend. This couple said practically nothing to us the entire afternoon. This left the four of us. It was almost impossible to bridge the gap between my co-worker and my other 2 friends, even though all 3 are very nice people. I am usually able to mix and match friends. I don't know why this went wrong. I do have my theories, however. 1) The heat made us all less talkative. 2) All 4 of us are prone to attacks of shyness, especially my co-worker. It didn't take long before I knew this was a big, bad mistake. I began to see the concert as the only way to set me free. The time for the concert finally did roll around and by then we were in a spot with a decent view. (Still very little interaction going on.) After a 15 minute Thank-you-for-coming-to-the-Festival-and-let's-give-a-hand-for-every-last-one-of-our-sponsors speech, the Frufour came on. They took the stage with...banter. For the life of me, I cannot remember what their first song was. The selection of music was not, in my humble opinion, as good as Fri. night. For one thing, they played "Video Bargainville". Now, there are few Fruvous songs that I dislike, but that would be one of them. I think that one was a bit too wordy for the crowd. Not that they couldn't handle it intellectually, but I think they were not big into concentration this afternoon. (In a way, Moxy is not the best band to be having at this Festival--I think people attending it are more in the mood for noise than for thought.) The crowd did take well to "Boss", though. I think the highlight for me was Minnie the Moocher. I've never heard it before! The band was so "on" for that one. It was great. That song was a real crowd-pleaser. Mike later commented on the excellent level of audience participation. It was during "I Will Hold On" that the rain decided that it could no longer hold off. At the beginning of the song, it was just spitting, but, by the end, it was pouring. I thought the thunder and lightning were a nice touch. Jian thanked us for coming and made a quick exit off the stage that was lightning attractor of the world. I don't know if it ever cleared up enough for the lads to finish the set. My companions took off in different directions with quick goodbyes. My co-worker & I took off in the wrong direction for the subway under the protection of an umbrella that was meant for only 1 1/2 people; we were both soaked by the time we got to Pape station. What a weekend! I had an *amazing* time Fri. night, and I certainly had quite the adventure today. A final note: I have a modest proposal for the Fruheads of Toronto and the surrounding area, but I will have to present it tomorrow or Tues. I've run out of steam (high bloody time, eh?). Goodnight Irene ------------------------------ Date: 10 Aug 1998 03:20:37 GMT From: shrnygrl@sdfs.org Subject: CAN I SUCK YOUR BIG COCK? - 010.jpg Awesome teen action! http://www.webspawner.com/users/HSNLINKS Wild kinky hardcore sex! 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I don't thing the 'rents could live with out their >meat, so we made a small compromise abou that. heh. my parents just wonder where they went wrong with me. they don't try to get me to eat meat anymore, but then again i don't live with them, so it doesn't come up very often. though for a while at the beginning, mom would insist on buying me a plank of fish to go with every meal when i visited-- just because i'd grudgingly admitted i'd eat it. >Otherwise, I only eat chicken when I forget to ask for the TVP >at the Hunan Manor in Columbia. A bit of Chinese-delicacy >heaven in Central MD. But I digress.... :) ooh! ooh! good chinese food! i have yet to find this in columbia! pray tell, where is hunan manor? i'll have to try it. peace, ellen ************************************************************ "sometimes the songs that we hear ellen p. buckley are just songs of our own..." ************************************************************ ------------------------------ End of alt.music.moxy-fruvous digest V1 #266 ********************************************