The Supper Show... Or should I say the Super Robertson Supper Show. Probably better to go with the latter for the purposes of promotion and pure ridiculousness. "Ridiculousness"... What are the chances of spelling that bad boy right for a stugad in pajama's on a Saturday morning.
Who would have ever thought that it would come to this?
Never ask that question because it makes no good for "the motion of life". Philosophically and annoyingly true one could say that things haven't come to anything but are rather at a stage of the journey.
For example, if I were a Mule Hughes, which I am not, for I am a Super Robertson, then, I would muse more about missing an acoustic Roadbed show with Hobbs drumming and Simian singing than missing a puppet show and a street party. But if a Mule Hughes was a Super Robertson, which he is not, for he is a Mule Hughes, then the sentence structure in this whole paragraph may have worked out much less confusing.
But I was to talk today about the Super Robertson Supper Show. Then I got sidetracked into a little bit of the old "bone" Super Robertson logic that can produce some nuggets of irrelevant truth, if nothing else but fine art compared to the cookie cutter angst that has plagued modern music.
Really going of the deep end today... I apologize my brain is not working today... The thing to do is to delete and start again.
BUT THAT WOULD BE AGAINST THE ETHOS THAT THE CHRONICLES WERE FOUNDED UPON!
To a lesser extent The Super Robertson Supper show acknowledges those principles. For an hour show I like to go for 45 minutes of fine music and then take a little chance with something... Possibly an aerobics class, a Puppet show, a burlesque dance, a legion of flying Monkies Horn orchestra show, some standup comedy.. You get the picture. I think of it like this... For offering some fine music at a reasonable time 7:30 -8:30 PM, at a place where you can have a good dinner at a reasonable price (the Railway Club 679 Dunsmuir) and the whole show being for free. Then all you owe is to bear witness to what might happen.
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