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Talent in a Previous Life

Because It's Never Just About the Music

Wednesday, March 24, 2004

Infernal Organ 

And so, for the final time we connect ourselves up to the blood pump, drink a bottle of Nytol in lieu of anaesthetic and allow the dodgy backstreet surgeon to remove the TiaPL Spleen for one last question. Here it is:-

Dear Spleen,

Whatever happened to my rock and roll?

Bridgey


Well, I think it's very likely that, as with most things you've lost - such as money, keys and tickets to the planetarium (just like seeing the night sky, but inside. Wow!) - it's probably gone through the washing machine and is now all soggy, faded and crumpled inside the pocket of your jeans. For a band such as BRMC the thought of being all washed out and faded and non-black is a nightmare on a par with discovering that their next video involves them dressing up as pink bunny rabbits and dancing with big easter eggs in their hands.

Thanks Spleen! Now, despite us saying that we were only going to answer one question, Miss Bridgey decided to ask another one. Normally we would just ignore it, but we're feeling quite drowsy from the Nytol and it is her birthday, so we'll be nice and allow the Spleen one more chance to shine before he is silenced forever:-

Why do birds suddenly appear every time you are near?

Bridgey


Because they're vultures hoping that this time the Spleen removal will be a failure and they'll finally get their claws on Flum's carcass. Either that or I'm made of birdseed.

Well, fortunately those vultures won't be pecking at our lifeless body as the Spleen has been returned safely and will now only be dealing with blood filtering instead of pop posers. Thanks to all who submitted questions for the Spleen. Who knows, he may return in the autumn if we haven't thought of any better ideas feel we've fully recovered from the invasive surgery we've undergone in the name of curiosity satisfying. Remember though, our Spleen was a trained professional, your spleen probably isn't, so no matter how urgent your query may be, keep your organ inside the stomach cavity. If you're daft enough to try and remove your own spleen we don't reckon it'll have much brainpower anyway, so it'd be a pretty pointless exercise.