ESCAPE! Video #30

Spreading the Cheer:

My landscape in the collection of King Hussein & Queen Noor of Jordan.

Is it number thirty already? Seems like only yesterday I came to the idea that it would be excellent to offer my time and energies to locate exceptional videos that are well-worth watching, and which bring about a state of gloriously hysterical giggles amid a plethora of belly-laughs and gasps of awe and wonder.

What I mean is, I like to find good videos and post them here with commentaries for your pleasure and amusement, in hopes that you will find yourself uplifted beyond the dreary misery of your day, into a world of merriment and good cheer.

As I’ve often been quoted as saying, “God rest ye Merry, Gentlemen, let nothing you dismay,” and yes, the grammar is correct — “God rest ye merry” meant, in the time of Shakespeare and Bacon, “to sleep well”. Continue reading

ESCAPE! Videos #29

Never-Released, this is the only copy – 1/1 – signed & sealed CD – $22,500.00

I came up with a line of unreleased video games like Epiplaphobia here, which could be sold as a one-of-a-kind — what do you think? I figure it has a good chance among the collectors, but only if there’s a celebrity involved, and I’m not quite sure how to make that happen — all the celebrities I know are below-ground these days. Continue reading

ESCAPE! Videos #27

Harriet Greenberg at the Zena Mill, NY circa 1956.

The thing is, I included the woodstock link in hopes to inspire folks to design their web pages primarily for the down-swipe on a cell phone, no words of more than one syllable, no more than six words for the headline, a maximum of 25 words to the entire paragraph.

I think the store shown here is well-stocked and interestingly furnished. It’s a shop I’d have been likely to wander into now and again, if I still lived there.

The fact is that living anywhere in the world, I can see into that shop and determine whether I want to go further with inquiry or a purchase. Continue reading

ESCAPE! Videos #26

Today’s videos are designed to take you out of the grim polluted world of CNN, MSNBC and Fox, into the wacky world of realness, in which your instincts will carry you through the myriad pathways that lead in all directions.

While I’m not actually following a predictable pattern, there are some things that I look for in an ESCAPE! Video, notably whether it holds together well or falls apart. Mostly I prefer the ones that hold up right to the end of the video.

Entropic Time is one I’ve shown live streaming on zoom, but here it is perpetualized and memorialized for all time, or at least the next 14.7 minutes of our collective time. Continue reading

ESCAPE! Videos #25

I make and sell these cute little B.E.M. guys, good stocking stuffers.

Oh, boy, it’s Wednesday morning, and you know what that means … it means more videos for your pleasure, amusement and uplifting.

I’d like to take a moment to invite you to bandcamp, to our faxl page. This is a test of our messaging system. You can preview or audition any of our songs that are on bandcamp, and there are hundreds with over 100 albums just by us, plus albums by all your favorite 4th Way folksingers like Parker Dickson, and then there’s an album of Claudio Naranjo playing Bach variations. I know you’ll get a kick out of it.

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Okay, are you ready? Here goes tonight’s collection:

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ESCAPE! Videos #24

I have a bunch of rare+ Victorian Christmas Cards up on zazzle.

Let us take just a moment before we find our way to the interesting and hilarious videos I found for you last night … I want to take the time to remind you that Christmas is coming, and so is Hanukah. And Kwanzaa. And my birthday.

What I mean is, well… the story of baby Jesus says it all:

When the baby Jesus was suckling at Mary’s breast, the three Wisemans from the Lower East Side came into the manger, bearing gifts for the baby — reportedly it was a small package of gold, frankincense, and myrrh, in three distinct mounds.

“We have brought these gifts to celebrate the arrival on Earth of this Holy infant, so tender and mild, King of the Jews, Lord of the Universe, etc., etc…”

The baby Jesus was, of course, instantly able to speak perfectly. He had the same problem as me — Christmas and birthday are so close together, you only get one present for both. He looks up at them and says: “Nu? Eppis for my birthday?”.

Eppis means “a little something”, more or less — it’s Yiddish, which makes the joke funnier, if you happen to also know that baby Jesus is speaking Yiddish, which of course, he didn’t — Yiddish is 14th century German that got stuck in time, like nuns’ habits, which are 14th century normal clothing, but highly suspicious in these modern times.

I have one wish for this season — that it be peaceful and merry. I’ve been wishing that for a long, long time, now, but it doesn’t seem to have done much good.

I tried to get on the telephone with Mr. Hitler, but the line was engaged, and so there was nothing I could do to avert the carnage of the next sixty years, so here’s a video you might enjoy.

It’s a rather unusual instrument, not often seen in the west — a harmonica. Just kidding. Continue reading

ESCAPE! Videos #22

We still have a full stock of hot sauces, just in case our relatives drop in.

Before we delve into the realm of video merriment, I’d like to take a few moments to explain exactly how a certain type of video gaming can expand consciousness, while other forms of gaming can drive it down even deeper into the mud.

Gosh, before I do any explaining about the mud, I guess I’d better explain why anyone would want to expand their consciousness outside the mud puddle, anyway.

Okay, you start out as a little squirt, and everything’s about you, and if you’re a breast-baby, that goes double. You want your way, and if you don’ t get your way, you have a hissy-fit.

By the time you’re five years old and playing somewhere other than a sandbox, you’ll hopefully expanded your friends and family and possibly teachers and local merchants into your protective bubble of caring and consideration, and in cases where that doesn’t happen, you get a pitiful creature like Trump, whose reality stops at his own skin. Continue reading