The following piece of recorded history was found on The WELL in a
discussion of the famous and wonderful COBRA LOUNGE where SPOONMAN and
COBRA WOMAN cavort and bedazzle the awe-inspired masses.

For more information about COBRA LOUNGE send e-mail to SPOONMAN himself:

          spoon@well.sf.ca.us

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(from the MONDO 2000 conference on the WELL, reproduced with permission.)

mondo.188: COBRA LOUNGE - Electronic Vaudeville 

mondo.188.154: SPOOOONMAN! (spoon)  Thu 18 Mar 93 13:39

 SPOONMAN: " Now some of you know. Now some of you get picture. Now you
 see that picture is what is inside of you, brought before big mirror of
 Cobra Lounge. Spoonman is energy center all right. Spoonman is major crazy
 dreaming turbo-funk absurdity. Like pied piper of old, he is come for the
 children, and none of you non-fictional saps is going to stop him. If
 Petrakis could not stop him, what makes you think you can? He will
 deconstruct your coagulated sensibilities, on the spot. He will scrape
 your stuck animal parts from the blackened grill of human desire. Why
 wallow in wishful thinking, he will say, when you can burn in clear heat?
 He will challenge you to disagree. Why retreat to solitude, he will say,
 when you can emerge in sunny independence to a great gathering of
 compassionate souls? Go ahead, disagree. Be my guest.
 
 Time has come. Colonization has begun. SpyderSpace engulfs us inside vast
 oceans of possibility.
 
 Now is time to erect great digital totem/telephone pole, and around it to
 dance our communal dance. Now is time to set forth polished and unpolished
 gems of thought, sweat, and generosity; so that all may see, and think and
 feel, who and what we are.
 
 Then will debate begin in earnest; the right way to live, to work, to
 love.  We must be an example unto ourselves of the life we would expound
 to others. Now is not time to bobble the ball. Dense and greedy forces are
 gaining on us every day. We must keep a step ahead. That is our only
 advantage; our speed. We must downshift now, and swing by the homestead to
 pick up our tools and weapons; the rakes, the brushes, the spoons. We must
 gather, and define, and serve up a melt-o-brew that will leave the
 disbelievers slack-jawed. We must move forward, and in so doing, dissolve
 our solitude in great swirls of melt-o-pleasure. Only then, will we be
 sure of our commitment to this journey upon which we now embark.
 
 SnakeTrain leaving on Track Number One. All aboard!"

mondo.188.155: Joel Slayton (joel)  Thu 18 Mar 93 14:42

 But...MR. Spoon..I'm afraid of all the fluff and stuff, and my phone doesn't
 work, and tha cable man didn't come and ...

mondo.188.156: SPOOONMAN! (spoon)  Thu 18 Mar 93 15:48

 SPOONMAN: "In times of crisis, revert back to tin cans, soft clay tablets,
 magic lanterns, and refrigerator magnet letters. Point is to speak."
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