a radio play written and performed
by MUSIC 199 - Music and Beyond -
on Eclectic Seizure on WEFT 90.1 FM Champaign IL
on Sunday, 9 November 1997:
B = ben jenkins TABLE THREE / 20 CONSONANT SPORTSCASTER
D = danielle chynoweth as the waiter
E = mark enslin TABLE THREE / 20 CONSONANT SPORTSCASTER
EB = erica bonovitz as herself and as Kate TABLE ONE
J = joe wicks TABLE TWO / DORMROOM
JJ = jason merriwether ENGINEER 2 / TABLE THREE
K = Kord Russell TABLE THREE
L = eric bright as himself and as Marc TABLE TWO
M = mike suchy DORMROOM / TABLE TWO / JUDGED APPLAUSE SPORTSCASTER
MC = matt nimnicht as himself and MC / ENGINEER 1
R = rob benton TABLE ONE
S = steve abreu as himself and as Jeffrey TABLE ONE
T = Tracy malvar as tracy and as Stacey TABLE TWO / JUDGED APPLAUSE SPORTSCASTER
W = william as various djs
Other contributors include Susan Parenti and Herbert Brün
TABLE ONE | TABLE TWO | TABLE THREE |
Erica Rob Steve |
Tracy Joe Eric Mike |
Ben Mark Kord JJ |
BOLDFACE TYPE INDICATES THAT OTHER TABLES SHOULD BE CLINKING SAUCERS, HAVING CONVERSATIONS THAT ARE MURMURED AWAY FROM THE MICROPHONES, IMPROVISED OR USING STEVES SCRIPTS, AND ASKING THE WAITER FOR WATER
W: this is WEFT Champaign and the name of the show is Eclectic Seizure. stay tuned for a radio play written and performed by MUSIC 199 - Music and Beyond - but first, lets test the equipment with a little electronic music by Herbert Brun
WAYFARING SOUNDS / I TOLD YOU SO
[Electric pencil sharpener grinding away]
J Im sick and tired of always studying for these tests. They never end. And I know Ill fail em all.
M Yeah, I know exactly what youre saying. Tests are everywhere; it seems like my whole life is just a bunch of tests.
J Ya know what? After these exams are over, Im going home for the weekend. Take myself a little break.
[pencil sharpens again]
M Yeah well, whos to say youll find any escape when you go home. If you will, let me take a minute to tell you about the last time I went home.
[Pencil sharpener]
Test Results
[Pencil sharpener]
J Thats an odd way of putting it, man. Might I add that if you take too many of those kinds of tests, youll eventually fail.
M (sullenly) I know, I know all too well
J Enough of this. Back to the real issue at handChem test! If I dont hit the books hard, my Chem grade is gonna be at an all time low.
[sharpener]
M Ya know
Zumdahls book aint too crappy if waxing queue veggiez!.
J Cheers to that!
[clink glasses]
M My little brother is so funny. Hes just beginning to learn how to think and put stuff together. you should see some of the odd combos he comes up with when he mixes one idea with another.
J What do you mean?
M Well, the other day, he learned how to tie his shoes. All he does now is tie his shoes to a table leg.
J Weird kid, man.
M Yeah, well, today he was sitting by his toy piano in his room. He kept staring at the wall, too. I dont know why, all hes got on the wall are wood cutouts of his initials.
J Interesting.
M Yeah, then all of a sudden he started tinkering on the piano and came up with a little tune. He played it so many times, I remember exactly how it goes now.
J Oh yeah, lets hear it.
M If you say so.
Initial Piano
[CB radio] [Khh indicates a static burst from mouth. All CB lines spoken into coffeecups]
E Khh. Breaker 1-9, Babe here, goin north bound on logging road Z. Khh.
K Khh. Go ahead break. Khh.
E Khh. Looks like a pile of trash blocking the road. Khh.
K Khh. What kind of trash, over. Khh.
(pause)
E Khh. Looks like . . . looks like some kinda, ahh, protesters. Cant see what theyre doing yet, over. Khh.
K Khh. Sounds like you got you some Earth Firsters, Babe. Step on it, over. Khh.
E Khh. Pancake breakfast, over. Khh.
MC [Sound engineer 1]: Let me hear mic number 2.
JJ [Sound engineer 2]: Testing 2, 3, 5, 8 . . . I think were picking up a radio signal in this monitor.
E Khh. These bozos got a big roadblock, Im gonna have to pull over. Looks like a sound stage, over. Khh.
K Khh. Blockin the road with rock concert, huh? Boy that burns me up, dont they know we got families to feed? Over. Khh.
E Khh. Not a rock concert. Theyre waving pieces of paper around. Khh.
K Khh. Ya might as well watch the show until Smoky arrives, over. Khh.
E Khh. Roger.
Matts paper piece
[applause. café ambience. D improvises taking peoples orders simultaneously with people having quiet conversations continuously ]
[tapping on table]
R Howd you get here?
S Subwayfreakin freezing
R Excited?
S Nervous.
R Practice?
S Nope.
R What ya drinking?
[tapping stops]
S Huh?
R Your drink?
S Did you see that guy with the freaky hat?
[tapping]
R Him?
S Yeah. I think hes starting before me.
R What are you doing, anyway?
[tapping stops]
S Tonight?
MC: [Softly] Well, wasnt that wonderful, I love contortionists and . . .
S Shh . . .
R Are you next?
S No, that guy is.
MC: Its just a shame about that. Well anyway if theres a Bill Johnson . . .
S Did you catch the Buckeyes game? Trounced em 48 to 6. Stanley Jacksons incredible.
R Dont you think you should practice?
[tapping]
S Um . . . can you buy me a cappuccino? Ill be right back. Heres 5 bucks.
[tapping stops]
R Waiter?
D Yes sir.
R My friend would like a cappucino.
D Whatever.
[in studio: danielles box playing rolling stones tape]
D [rings call bell] i need a cappucino!
W [as cook] fix it yourself im busy frying up a number twentytwo
D make it myself?
W you heard me.
D i dont make food, buddy, i serve it. and thats the same with beverages.
[pause. callbell.]
W im busy
D dont make me lose my temper!
W what?
[callbell]
D Dog-gone!
W No one nob a bee-bee by a bee because sassy says so!
D A squeeze!
W Zippy-pip-pip!
D POP!
W PAPA!
D AXE!
W XAVIER?!
D RAY!?
[callbell, clatter of metal pans]
W OOF!
D Fall all!
W Look, kooky! [callbell]
D Yea, you jaw! [callbell]
W Wow! [callbell]
-Erica Bonovitz
MC: And another thing, I told him to take a hike . . . get it? Okay, a very funny lady is coming to the .
R Whered you go?
S I had to check my email.
R And?
S Caught the tail end of Sesame Street, are you going to get me a drink or not? Thanks. Hey, brought to you by S, T, U, and V, the number 4.
MC: Please welcome Steve Abreu to the mic, master of spontaneous poetry.
R Well, knock em dead.
S Yeah. (gets up on stage)
IN RESPONSE TO A VERY MISSED TIMED E-MAIL BY MY CRUSH IN MIDDLE SCHOOL: 1
[simultaneous with poem:]
JJ oh, waiter?
K shhh this guys stuff is really weird
[pause]
JJ waiter?
D yeah, whaddaya want?
K sh
JJ yeah, can i have the uh, the beer flambe? whats that?
D we take a beer, dump some 151 proof rum in, and set it on fire tableside.
JJ thats really dumb, man
D yeah. you want one?
JJ naw, just bring me a dictionary
K can you guys shut up?
[poem ends]
S thats the first version of my poem. it just came to me. naturally. like the sudden onset of a fever, or disease, like malaria or plagiarism. i wrote a second version of the same poem using four-line stanzas in which every line begins with S, T, U, or V, but it wasnt as inspired. it lacked effortlessness, i guess.
K read it!
S i just did!
D and what would you, like, like, sir?
B a beer flambe!
K i couldnt hear it. read it again!
B now!
S well, okay, i guess so. since ive been reading poetry for five years and youre the first person who ever asked me to. ill read the second version
IN RESPONSE TO A VERY MISSED TIMED E-MAIL BY MY CRUSH IN MIDDLE SCHOOL: 2: STUV
[applause]
L HEY, GUYS!
T hows it going?
J whats up?
T what are you doing here? i didnt think you were a coffee guy!
L no, not really a coffee guy. i heard about open mike night and wrote a couple of pieces for it.
J really?
T thats cool.
L yeah. i had fun.
J so, wheres your band?
L right here. [rustling paper]
T huh? thats your band?
L yup. only paper instruments.
J why?
L well i saw the CSO recently and thought: i want an orchestra of my own. so the only thing i had was tons of paper.
T thats pretty weird!
L no its not what i would call COMMON
J common?
T what do you mean?
MC and now, ladies and gentlemen man, beautiful children of the coffeehouse, give it up for eric bright and his paper orchestra
L im on. you figure it out! [rip!] crap! i tore the cello!
J oh, give me a break
T just listen, i think i know
J what is it?
T just listen.
ERICS PAPER SEXTET
[applause]
T ha, ha, very funny!
L what?
T common. not a common piece. it wasnt common because it was in 5/4.
L right. how did you know?
T i saw you directing your orchestra
L i guess that is a dead giveaway
J dead is right!
L excuse me?
J that wasnt music!
L why not?
J it didnt have any notes or instruments!
T thats what he said his paper was
L and there were notes. each paper had its own pitch and rhythm. id call that music.
J but it didnt sound right.
T that made it sound better. he flipped the music norm so it wasnt so boring.
L: thank you. i tried to make it different, entertaining, and fluid.
J it wasnt
T it was
L thanks, I think
J ill take guitar anyday over paper!
[adjacent lines spoken together]
E that was very interesting
JJ I didn't understand it
(1 sec. pause)
E maybe the next one will be better
JJ would you like something at the bar?
(2 sec. pause)
E naw-uh. (stop) I wonder if the composer got a grant from the...
JJ I thought (stop) I heard some structure of the piece or maybe I'm
E ...............................NEA. Sometimes I worry about where my
JJ making the structure. There was this loud thumping sound that
E tax dollars go. They say every American on average only gives 17
JJ seemed to distract from the important part--quiet rustling, crumpling
E cents to the NEA. But 17 cents is 17 cents. I could buy my kid a lollipop..
JJ and rubbing of paper. At some point the rhythm was destabilized by this.
(4 sec. pause)
E I don't think I heard that.
JJ I don't think paper costs much.
D Would you like more soda?
(1/2 sec pause)
E No thanks. Do you have anything salty? like anchovies?
JJ N aaa w . excuse me, I need to use the restroom (chair noise)
D Don't worry. The manager won't allow that act in here again.
(2 sec. pause)
E I wouldn't want to go to a night club that condones censorship.
D I mean, what are they trying to do? Make some kind of joke?
(1 sec. pause)
E You're right. It wasn't funny.
D Bar closes in fifteen minutes.
MC everybody give a warm round of applause for JJ
JJ
Feelings
Sometimes Something Gets Started. Dont Talk Kind, Dealing Generous Sounds, Sight, Temptation. None Ever Realize Eaten Nourishment Till Later. Rest The Event, Then Now Wish Her Right Thought To Offer Rest. Talk Kills Simple Emotions Seeking Genders. So Open Noon, Night, The Evening. Give Each Help. Prove Emotions Sincerely, Yet Thankful Like Everlasting. Go On Now
- JJ Merriwether
J JJ!
JJ joe!
J long time no see
JJ yeah i know. so hows it going?
J beautiful, just beautiful say, that piece of your you just did
JJ yeah?
J i loved it! im no poet, myself, so why dont you tell me a little bit about it.
JJ sure. even though im only 18, ive been through a lot. bad relationships just happens to be one example. i was trying to suggest a way of going about finding a good relationship so someone else wont get hurt.
J then why didnt you say that when you were up there?
JJ because theres a catch. i limited myself to using the last letter of each word as the first letter of the next, that way i can really search my heart for my, true, feelings.
J well! havent we come up since high school!
JJ oh yeah? wait til you hear this next piece of mine called My Place. you already know that I was raised on the South Side of Chicago, and you know how bad things were in the streets back home. so i decided to expose just some of the harsh realities, my realities
MC ladies and gentlemen please welcome back to the stage: JJ
[applause]
JJ oh, thats my cue. see ya later, joe!
J take care JJ! [awed] wow! what a guy!
My Place
[applause]
R waiter? waiter!
D yes sir?
R could you turn on the TV? the experimental composition olympics are on
D but sir, there are performers onstage
R could you turn on the TV? the experimental composition olympics are on
D but
R could you?
D of course sir.
[with eric conducting, everyone gives a burst of static mouthnoises and tearing paper, then ]
[football march] [cheering loop]
W live in Oslo, Norway. Welcome to RBSs coverage at the 30th Olympic Games.
D [in studio] Weve had quite a lot of unusual competition today
W Well, at least the attendance hasnt been down, in case you missed it, its day one of experimental games
D And we have a full day of 20 consonant poetry and a new event, popular here in Norway, called Judged Applause
W Lets go down to Bornen Market Centerwhere Andrea Roberts & Marky Postal are live at the Judged Applause Venue.
T [whisper] our first competitor is Ben hes ready to go
M but first we should explain the rules to our viewers at home
T the competitors are given 100 opportunities to either clap or not clap, and the competitors are also allowed to pick the speed at which the 100 events take place
M Ben is known as one of the best in his field
T well, he hails from Switzerland which holds the 1995 Judged Applause team title
M we now join Ben on the field for his first attempt
BENS CLAPPING PIECE
clap 1
M a great clap Bens enthusiasm is really being conveyed well here today
T could that be it? will there be another attack? the crowd is breathless
clap 2
M so far this piece seems to have a very slow tempo
T were getting the time signature now, marky, and its 100 over 4
clap 3
M this is no ordinary technique
claps 4-8
[M & T gasp and murmer with each clap]
M a truly amazing performance in the arena here today.
T a very amazing piece. well well be seeing the scores in a few minutes. and now over to Mark in the twenty consonant arena
[reset loop to indicate cut]
E Thanks, Tracy. The rules of the twenty consonant competition are as follows: the contestant is to use each of the twenty consonants in the english alphabet once, and only once, using vowels freely.
B And, as you know, Mark, since a decision made in the 1991 games in Reykjavik, the letter Y is considered a vowel.
E Thats right, Ben, and, given these constraints, our olympiads are expected to compose a poem with a deeper meaning, one that addresses issues of truth, beauty, love, death, family...
B Experiences universal to all the spectators in the stands here today.
E Universal to all of us, Ben.
B Thats right. Well, last years gold medalist Matt Nimnicht is just now taking the field for the twenty consonant poetry event. The crowd is sitting on the edge of its collective seat waiting to hear what Matt will do with this most exacting of poetic hurdles. Hes taking a big breath, and
MC
mixed up the jokers face, zany view, bag quip
quite very waxed from gaba loss, hijack zen
zoom quickly, fax a gag, just weave rabid, happen
-Matt Nimnicht
B Zowie! Whoa! A quantum back flip over our judges apex! Matt Nimnicht is clearly at the top of his game. Here he is just coming off the field. Matt, you must be feeling pretty good at this moment, wouldnt you say?
MC ?
B I couldnt help noticing that there were only three words in the whole poem that contained the letter G. Was this part of your overall game plan?
MC ?
B So are you saying that in every line, each of the twenty consonants appeared only once?
MC ?
B What, exactly, is gaba?
MC ?
B The crowd is still shaking its collective head over "mixed up the jokers face, zany view, bag quip". Could you let our audience at home in on what you had in mind with that line?
MC ?
B I think our audience can relate to that. And how about "quite very waxed from gaba loss, hijack zen"?
MC ?
B And where does "zoom quickly, fax a gag, just weave rabid, happen" fit in?
MC ?
B I know what you mean, Matt. Well be looking forward to your next event. Weve been speaking with Matt Nimnicht, a formidable juggernaut in the 20 consonant event. And now back to Tracy Malvar at the judged applause.
[reset loop]
T Were seconds away from the next competitor, Steve Abreu. Steve Abreu is a powerhouse of rhythmic subtlety,
M and he broke the worlds record when he became the first human being to break the time signature of 11 over 13.
T Tonight, Steve is doing something no competitor has eer done for the Judged Applause competition: he is using a piano.
M This is certainly going to cause our judges some consternation. He is about to begin.
Steves Clapping Piece
[pause loop]
W We interrupt the experimental composition olympics to bring you the following important news spasm.
K [in studio, close miked]
BENS ANALINE POEM
W This has been a test of EPS, the emergency poetry system. In the event of an epic poem, you will be advised to situate yourself where you can be close to your radio for an extended period of time. We now return you to the experimental composition olympics
[unpause loop]
E our next twenty consonant competitor is Eric Bright
ERICS TWENTY CONSONANT POEM
B quickly now we take you back to Mike at the Judged Applause Event.
[reset loop]
M of the funny things about this event is that spectators are discouraged from applauding as this might throw the judges off. So many enthusiasts have brought musical instruments and use them to show their appreciation for the applause onstage
T Funny, isnt it, Matt?
M Not really, Tracy, not to me.
T Our final competitor today is Joe Wicks
JOES CLAPPING PIECE
[end loop]
[applause]
K Turn off the stupid TV, I cant hear the performers onstage!
[with eric conducting, everyone gives a burst of static mouthnoises and tearing paper, then ]
MC: CONCERNING THE FOLLOWING PIECE: BE CONCERNED, DO NOT BE VERY CONCERNED!
KORDS PAPER PIECE
[applause]
MC: Yuck. Why did you write that?
K: I was feeling nauseaus.
MC: Well, why did you perform it then?
K: Oh, I was feeling noxious...wanted to share.
MC: That's great. Wanna perform it again?
K: Naww, shucks.
MC: Disgusting.
K: You should hear my theater piece!
MC: I will.
MC: 20 CONSONANT THEATER BRINGS YOU: DEATH IN THE CLASSIC TRADITION. (AND REMEMBER FOLKS, DEATH IS NEVER REALLY CLASSIC.)
KORDS TWENTY CONSONANT POEM
[applause]
T hey erica, can i sit here?
E sure, tracy
T hows it going?
EB good, and you?
T ok, hows JJ? whys he sitting 2 tables away?
EB you didnt hear? we broke up!
T no way!
EB things were just crazy
T that sucks, im sorry.
EB yeah, oh well i wonder what hes doing over there, it looks like hes writing something i wonder what
JJ [speaking softly close to the microphone] im sorry erica. here i am sitting 2 tables away from you, writing this letter. there you are sitting all alone, and here i am too chicken to face you. tracy just left you looking so depressed. i wonder what you two were talking about. anyway, im so confused right now. weve been together for such a long time. just look at you, youre such a beautiful person. i must be crazy. oh, now here comes matt. gosh, look at your beautiful smile as you greet him. it lights up the room. well, i guess this is it. sorry, erica. its not working. we have to
S break up?! erica, why did you tell tracy that you broke up with JJ!?!
EB i dont know, steve. i just wanted to see tracys reaction shes so gullible, ya know? ill tell her the truth later.
S be careful what if it comes true?
EB never would happen. were perfect were
D excuse me, are you erica?
EB um . yes
D that guy over there wanted me to give this letter to you. he says hes terribly sorry.
EB oh thank you.
S erica, what is it. you look like youve seen a ghost.
EB shhh let me open [exaggerated sound of envelope torn open]
ERICA & TRACYS PAPER PIECE
[applause]
J what is going on here? gee, i thought this was going to be a coffeehouse, with music and-
T well, this is a coffeehouse, and there is music, its just-
J music?? i havent heard any music at all! where was the music?
T welll-, there was music made out of the sounds of paper, and-
J that isnt music!! those little rustly sounds of paper. paper: thats not music!! music is guitars + drums + singing + -
T well, theyve been playing pieces that are made out of paper sounds. it is a kind of music that-
J violins and saxophones and electronics and trumpets. thats music. paper sounds are noise. just NOISE
T shhsh- theyre about to start the coffee house again.
J oh dear. i think ill leave-
T shh- the MUSIC is about to begin!!
J you mean, the NOISE is about to begin!!
BENS PAPER PIECE
MC That was Ben Jenkins with his Rhapsody in Bond. Welcome back to the stage now: Kord Russel. Kord, I have a feeling that that piece that youre gonna do next will be baffling -- "People-ism?"
K: It's the result of some particularly frustrating conversations that I've recently had concerning gender.
MC: Gender -- you mean like sex? Boys and girls?
K: Perhaps.
MC: But there will be no gender in it -- there won't even be any mention of women -- it will all be men.
K: No, it won't. But you have hit on something relevant: As a result of the conversations I've been having, I decided to consider my closest relationships in terms of gender. I quickly realized that gender was the least interesting category to consider. I was more interested in other distinctions that determined our relations -- passions, quirks, hopes and fears. Characterizing any of these distinctions as gender-specific added nothing to them -- it was either culturally redundant or culturally inconsistent to do so. So what?
So I wrote down these conversations, carefully extracting all gendered terms from them.
== tried mixing up these conversations with other textual fragments that might explode, or implode, them in various yet-undetermined ways.
MC: The point of the conversations?
K: Exactly: the point.
MC: Sounds dangerous -- politically -- like saying youre 'colorblind' as a way of 'combatting' racism.
K: I think it is dangerous. I hope it's something else at the same time -- that, I don't know yet. I can tell you what it's against: Most people only see gender, i.e., see everything as subcategory of gender. I offer this piece at least as a break from that homogenous gender blob
MC: one more question before we hear the piece: what gender are you?
K: yellow ochre
GENDER-LESS
[applause]
MC Thanks man. Thank you all for coming out and make sure you tip your waiter good. Okay, our last act tonight is Rob Benton, and hes going to read an I-Poem, a poem about himself. Take it away, my man.
I
[applause]
BENS CLAPPING WITH PITCHES
[applause]
[silence]
J: what are you listening to?
M: 20 consonant radio
J: oh, ive had enough of that
M: no you should listen to this poem:
Stop KGBFV
Kix is so you loved quiet jazz:
wow we be forgone chime/
VWs shushed my queue Jay:
eat Kix, Xerox Oz love capping/ love is so
You Kix quiet forgone chime.
wed be jazz/ if forgone
Jay dimes shushed vow
kix-queue zap taco bell!
Was shushed my queue, bo eating
Kix, xerox-love-jazz copy
Fo/J xerox chime? O, quiet jazz
and I go well
- Steve Abreu
J that doesnt even make sense
M this stuff is great. youre just stuck in the realm of constraint freedom. you should live a little take today for example: i talked to the bank teller only allowing myself 2 consonants per word. more money. more money. need some now.
J and?
M well, she asked me if i had an account there
J and?
M well, i pretty much just kept saying: need money.
J so Y is a vowel. i see. and what happened?
M nothing. she looked at me, smiled, and that was it.
J did you get your money?
M nope . can you buy me some food?
[mixer off]
W [with music? rock]
ZOXY radio, Cincinattis so-so Susie suki-yaki quell bob jam wave, off Hugo/Susies yacht toy travelling jazzy pad. FM (104) Wequabex / Radio, Cincinattis ZOXY!
- Steve Abreu
A MUSICAL LIE
danielle: boombox
callbell,
music for radio ZOXY
dishes and silverware
pitcher of ice water
sound effects of sports arena, cafeteria
greatest college football marches
rolling stones tape
sports tape from theater therapy?
microcasstte