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Quick hits: Random Magic
About: When absent-minded Professor Random misplaces the main character from Alice in Wonderland, young Henry Witherspoon must book-jump to fetch Alice before chaos theory kicks in and the world vanishes.
Along the way he meets Winnie Flapjack, a wit-cracking doodle witch with nothing to her name but a magic feather and a plan. Such as it is...
Chapter XI: In Which Winnie Solves a Puzzling Riddle In Hangmans' Wood, With the Help of an Elm Tree and a Borrowed Pocketknife Which She Never Gave Back, So Far As We Know
“Well,
well,” the apparition said, his voice like the distant rumble of battle cannons. “And what’s an acorn like yourself doing in the Hangmans’ Wood?”
“Trying to get to the castle,” she said. “We need a lift.”
“Oh, I see,” Charon said, letting out another puff of wind, which drove the sailboat further away. “Good luck with that, then.”
He let out another puff.
“Charon!” Winnie said. “We can’t cross the water. It’s got…lots of…something nasty in it.”
“Skullfish,” Charon said. “Tasty. Yes, packed to the gills with skullfish. Keeps away the uninvited, you see,” he said pointedly.
Chapter XII: In Which the Terrible Curse of the De Morgues Comes to Light Over the Second Course, After Having Been Appallingly Late to Dinner, in the First Place
“My love,” said the Count, turning solicitously to the first Lady de Morgue, “what will make you more your enchanting dismal self? Shall we have a Margarita?”
The second Lady de Morgue pressed a preternaturally pale and slender hand against her temples. “I’d rather a Tom Collins if that –-can be arranged.”
Mort nodded. The Count turned to the other Lady De Morgue.
“And you, my treasure? Have you the appetite for a Tom Collins?” he said earnestly. “No, I see. Perhaps you’d rather your favorite, a Bloody Mary?”
“I’d rather a virgin tonight, darling.”
The Count’s forehead wrinkled.
“Ahh,” he said. “Have we any left in the village?”
[...]
Hypatia slid into her seat. The De Morgues watched her warily.
The second Lady de Morgue stared across the table, the bluish shadows under her immense, luminous eyes making her look vaguely startled.
The Count cleared his throat. “And how was school tonight, darling?” he said.
“Oh, boring.”
Hypatia spotted the centerpiece of dead flowers, and crinkled her nose in distaste.
“Look, we’ve got all the money in the world,” she said, “Couldn’t we have some – space daisies or something?”
The second Lady De Morgue flinched. The Count settled himself deeper into his ornate velvet chair, and continued his chat.
“And how was Coffin Decoration class?”
Henry’s mouth dropped open.
“Dead boring,” Hypatia moped, kicking a table leg. “The only color swatches they had were
black.”
She rolled her eyes. Lady De Morgue stifled a sob into her handkerchief.
Reader pre-reviews: “Brilliant! Roald Dahl meets Hayao Miyazaki”, “Alice in Wonderland meets Monty Python!”, “in line of Pratchett or Adams”, “zany, off-the-wall laugh riot”, “great dialogue”, “inventive and fun”, “keeps building into funny, twisted nonsense!”, “wildly and wonderfully imaginative”, “hilarious”, “it would take a master like Hayao Miyazaki to bring it to life properly”, “it’s Lewis Carroll and Roald Dahl and Monty Python and...it all works!”
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Quick hits: Nothing Personal
She was a myth, like a Sphinx in leather. Half the staffers at
Sizzle believed she didn’t even exist. People said she’d hotwired her lair to electrocute intruders. It was only a rumor, but there were still no takers.
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Quick hits: Spoonful of Voodoo
Il est un univers sans fin
du paradis à l’enfer
qui se trouve pour certains
entre l’affre et le bonheur
Pour la plupart il n’y a rien
lame et chair ne faisant qu’un...
-
Hex
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Surreal gothic art house rock with techno and dance elements, layered with ethereal poetic female vocals.
-- Maximum Ink
Spoonful of Voodoo album hot tracks:
Lucifer Fell
Let me tell you a story about a man
wicked with women
Whenever he entered a room
heads turned
All in pursuit of indomitable prey
He was as dark and beautiful as an angel
and angels must be obeyed
Lounging saturnine in a prima lounge
choosing among his slaves
He was a king serene
secure of admiration
but then
she came...
Find out how the story ends.
Spoonful of Voodoo album hot tracks:
Wicked Sexy Violet Pisces
Changeling eyes start out blue
They scan the room without seeming to
She sees more than she misses
which isn’t - ever - very much...
Find out how the story ends.
A remote cross between classic alternative pop influences and beats you'd hear at a Parisian rave...
Christiania is a rasta-funky, sink into a beanbag with bloodshot eyes...A cacophonic mix of instruments gives the CD an avant garde, modern art feel.
--
WOMANROCK
Spoonful of Voodoo album hot tracks:
Christiania
There's a place in Copenhagen
where the green grass grows
Chilling out in little 'dam
the peace pipe overflows
Blonde rasta on the corner
born and bred in 'mark
Mocha-colored hippie twins
painting lanterns in the park
Got no use for notoriety
Got no problem with sobriety
Just laid out, laid-back
and passing the pipe
round the fringes of society...
Find out how the story ends.
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right now...
Quick hits: Random Magic
EFFIE
Oh, that’s just Gone.
He exists in nine dimensions.
WINNIE
One for every life.
Or one for every Muse, like a timeshare?
The cat hops out of Henry’s arms and strolls imperiously ahead of them, lashing a tail that
keeps vanishing.
HENRY
Why’s he called Gone?
WINNIE
Because whenever you look for him –
HENRY
He’s Gone, right.
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"Arte Six"
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UPCOMING ISSUE(S)
MUSIC
“You’re like a tattoo on my tongue
A permanent scar of an invisible someone
Seeking words I’m not supposed to tell
Like a wish got lost down a wishing well...”
A “petite blonde with unruly hair and a voice seven times her size,” this singer/songwriter draws comparisons to Janis Joplin, but captivates listeners with a soulful, honey-gravel voice that's all her own.
If you’re in the mood for hippie-soul-gospel-bluesy-folk-rock with quirky, intelligent lyrics, you’ll love this album.
Read an in-depth interview with this artist,
in an upcoming issue of “Arte Six.”
"Arte Six"
UPCOMING ISSUE(S)
UPCOMING ISSUE(S)
DANCE
French sculptress
Camille Claudel (1864-1943) spent the last 30 years of her life in an asylum, the starting point of this choreographer’s work about a fascinating artist. She chronicles the remnants of Claudel's life, conjuring up the shadows of Claudel’s last days in Paris.
The work also references Claudel’s lifelong struggle to continue creating sculpture, defying nineteenth-century conventions to establish herself in a field dominated by men.
“A Claudel biography was, suddenly, in my hands, I don’t really know how, and the story began at that point. I was inspired to create this work because of her person, her character, her personality: a strong, brave, passionate woman.”
Read an in-depth interview with this choreographer, in an upcoming issue of “Arte Six.”
