Flying Eye Piece,
Thank you, Jew in
Bomb, for the Halloween weekend report. I will chip in with a brief statement
about the Flying Eyes' exploits:
Dinner in disguise (costumed as humans) with non-Eyes at a surprisingly tasty
and low-key new place next door to the infamous Dixie's. Then north to a record/nifty
junk store of a local cartoonist and her musician hubby for his weird yet melodic
tunes and an assortment of Halloween-type trailers, shorts (including a 7-minute
version of Psycho) and safety films on16mm.
Started quietly enough with stray-Eyelash affixing and cape cutting (new this
year---coppery in sheen, the result of some space-age combination of gold and
burgundy threading), but then the doorbell clanged us into motion.Flanked by
5 jack-o- lanterns (one humongous, one white), various other gourds, a glow-skull
candle and a portable brain, we awaited the candy mongers at the top of the
staircase while Tocata and Fugue in D Minor swelled the dead night air.
They came, they
cringed, they wept, and one little pirate tried to slice my pupil with his small-fry
sword. We did some serious child warping. The parents were brave and appreciative.
My favorite elder comment, delivered after her child had been goaded into ascending
the staircase for treats: "See,
honey, outerspace people are nice." We
had a little visibilty trouble with placing the candy into their bags rather
than their pants, and there was one teenager who yoinked a handful of goodies,
but all in all a stunning triumph.
Then we went off
to view Creature from the Black Lagoon in 3-D. Very cool, though slightly headachey
due to faulty projection. Then a bite of your Earth burritos. And then off to
the drinking parties. We skipped both bar shows due to overcrowding and disinterest
in seeing the Eyes get bashed by the uncostumed masses and went on to the warehouse
party. Despite the adventorous decorating (what's that called when there's an
antenna with an electrical arc traveling up and down in flashes?) we knocked
em dead. Favorite peer comment of the night: "Whoooooooaaaa.
I wish I had a sheet of acid right now because if I did, I would love to take
it all and party with you all niiiiight." The
host said he wished he were giving out costume prizes bcse we would've won em
all. There was a similar sentiment at the last party, where they were giving
out prizes, but we arrived too late to sweep 'em. As we were entering the place,
someone said, "Oh no. You guys look great. I guess it wouldn't be very
nice to take away the best couple prize from the people we gave it to and give
it to you."
The Flying Eyes
are big crowd pleasers. This planet is going to be so easy to conquer.