2011-05-11
pt 1
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Widows Know(ending)-Rael OneCloud
Reagan Youth-Reagan Youth
VooDoo Dolly-Siouxshie & the Banshees
I Took Two-Daedelus
The Alabama Song-The Doors
Head Injury-Soundgarden
Caterpillar's Weight(beginning)-Kyuss
DownLoaD pt 1
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pt 2
size=16.5MB time=18:04
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Caterpillar's Weight(ending)
Carousel-?
Grimly Fiendish-The Damned
Hoochie Coochie Man-Muddy Waters
Ocean(beginning)-Velvet Underground
DownLoaD pt 2
Does anyone know who this is doing the song 'Carousel"? My playlist listed it as Siouxshie,but I know her song by the same name and this ain't it!
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pt 3
size=19.6MB time=21:28
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Ocean(ending)
From Death to Birth-Pagoda
Drive-Melissa Ferrick
Joan Crawford Has Risen From the Grave-Blue Oyster Cult
Butterfly(beginning)-Longtail Spangle
DownLoaD pt 3
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pt 4
size=18.3MB time=20:00
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Butterfly(ending)
Raconteur Troubadour-Gentle Giant
L.O.V- Fitz & the Tantrums
Are You Experienced-Jimi Hendrix
Written in the Stars-Tinie Tempah
In Time(beginning)-Mark Collie
DownLoaD pt 4
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pt 5
size=16.0MB time=17:30
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In Time (ending)
She Comes in Colors-Love
Once You Understand-Think
Positively 4th Street-Bob Dylan
Life Goes On-Utopia
Flume-Bon Iver
DownLoaD pt 5
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pt 6
size=19.4MB time=21:15
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Dark Night-The Blasters
Yallah-Plant& Page
Blood, Milk & Sky-White Zombie
World Is Mine-Supercell w. Hatsune Miku
DownLoaD pt 6
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pt 7
size=18.2MB time=19:54
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World Is Mine(ending)
Smells Like Teen Spirit-Xorcist
All Sold Out-The Rolling Stones
All Eyes on Me-TuPac Shakur
Bye Bye Love(beginning)-Roy Scheider & Ben Vereen (fr."All That Jazz")
DownLoaD pt 7
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pt 8
size=15.6MB time=17:07
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Bye Bye Love(ending)
Down By the River-Albert Hammond
Land of Five Rivers
Lover-Les Paul
Penetration-The Pyramids
I Want You Back Again-The Zombies
Run Joey Run(beginning)-Joey Geddes
DownLoaD pt 8
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pt 9
size=17.8MB time=19:27
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Run Joey Run(ending)
In My Room-Beach Boys
Have a Cigar-Foo Fighters
Forever on Tommorow-Highway Muse
Lookie Lookie-Vipers(1969)
DownLoaD pt 9
Just to point out, the Vipers I played at the end of the programme aren't the Vipers I used to know and love seeing in NYC back in the 80s, but an obscure Swedish group of the same name who were around in the late 60s to early 70s.
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This was the podcast journal for 'The Lamb Sits Down at B-Town', a radio show that broadcasted The Radiator 105.9 WOMM-LP, Burlington Vermont. Now? It's sort of my go-to place since I lost my facebook.
21 May 2011
13 May 2011
2011-05-11
2011-05-11
pt 1
size=18.5MB time=20:13
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Wide Awake-Honeycomb
Blackwaterside-Anne Briggs
Destroyer-The Kinks
Garden Aeroplane Trap-Bevis Frond(beginning)
DownLoaD pt 1
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pt 2
size=18.4MB time=20:08
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Garden Aeroplane Trap(ending)
Advent of Panurge demo-Gentle Giant
Le bicycles de belsize-Englebert Humperdinck
O! wot a Dream-Kevin Ayers
Zombies(Ghost Dance)-Magma
Toy Symphony(excerpt)-
In the Hall of the Mountain King(beginning)-Savatage
DownLoaD pt 2
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pt 3
size=17.8MB time=19:29
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In the Hall of the Mountain King(ending)
Point of Know Return-Kansas
I Was Wrong-Nick Mason
Gorrlaus-Hedningarna
Red Rain(beginning)-Il Nino
DownLoaD pt 3
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pt 4
size=16.6MB time=18:12
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Red Rain(ending)
Beyond the Valley of a Day in the Life-The Residents
Funeral for a Friend-Elton John
Don't Look Down-Jim's Big Ego
Delirium Tremolo-Barbacoa
Ill of the Dead-Dead Moon
Not If You Were the Last Dandy on Earth-Brian Jonestown Massacre
The Lantern(intro)-The Rolling Stones
DownLoaD pt 4
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pt 5
size=18.1MB time=19:52
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The Lantern(ending)
Skeletal Dance-Venom
Ballerina-Green Pajamas
Rainy Day Sun-Spinal Tap
Collidescope-Dukes of Stratosphear
Last Moment(beginning)-Yosei Teikoku
DownLoaD pt 5
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pt 6
size=18.0MB time=19:40
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Last Moment(ending)
Devil Inside-Hikaru Utada
Nothing-Sweet 75
Hot Rod-Peaches
Hey Ya(beginning)-Laurie Anderson
DownLoaD pt 6
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pt 7
size=18.2MB time=19:53
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Hey Ya(ending)
We Got the Beat-The GoGos
Copacabana-Barry Manilow
Unknown Dimension-Highway Muse
The Beautiful People-Marilyn Manson
DownLoaD pt 7
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pt 1
size=18.5MB time=20:13
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Wide Awake-Honeycomb
Blackwaterside-Anne Briggs
Destroyer-The Kinks
Garden Aeroplane Trap-Bevis Frond(beginning)
DownLoaD pt 1
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pt 2
size=18.4MB time=20:08
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Garden Aeroplane Trap(ending)
Advent of Panurge demo-Gentle Giant
Le bicycles de belsize-Englebert Humperdinck
O! wot a Dream-Kevin Ayers
Zombies(Ghost Dance)-Magma
Toy Symphony(excerpt)-
In the Hall of the Mountain King(beginning)-Savatage
DownLoaD pt 2
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pt 3
size=17.8MB time=19:29
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In the Hall of the Mountain King(ending)
Point of Know Return-Kansas
I Was Wrong-Nick Mason
Gorrlaus-Hedningarna
Red Rain(beginning)-Il Nino
DownLoaD pt 3
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pt 4
size=16.6MB time=18:12
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Red Rain(ending)
Beyond the Valley of a Day in the Life-The Residents
Funeral for a Friend-Elton John
Don't Look Down-Jim's Big Ego
Delirium Tremolo-Barbacoa
Ill of the Dead-Dead Moon
Not If You Were the Last Dandy on Earth-Brian Jonestown Massacre
The Lantern(intro)-The Rolling Stones
DownLoaD pt 4
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pt 5
size=18.1MB time=19:52
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The Lantern(ending)
Skeletal Dance-Venom
Ballerina-Green Pajamas
Rainy Day Sun-Spinal Tap
Collidescope-Dukes of Stratosphear
Last Moment(beginning)-Yosei Teikoku
DownLoaD pt 5
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pt 6
size=18.0MB time=19:40
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Last Moment(ending)
Devil Inside-Hikaru Utada
Nothing-Sweet 75
Hot Rod-Peaches
Hey Ya(beginning)-Laurie Anderson
DownLoaD pt 6
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pt 7
size=18.2MB time=19:53
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Hey Ya(ending)
We Got the Beat-The GoGos
Copacabana-Barry Manilow
Unknown Dimension-Highway Muse
The Beautiful People-Marilyn Manson
DownLoaD pt 7
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06 May 2011
Prisoners on North Street, it's a dirty little war
So....I'm standing on my porch last night, holding my cat and waiting for Richard to come over. Ever hear of that 'reverse paranoia' thing? That's where they ARE out to get you, but you're pretending very hard that they're not.
So I'm staring resolutely ahead and trying not to notice that the guy in apartment F is spitting on my porch, and the girl in D is hanging out the window yelling "you HAVE to move!" at me.
I should point out I've maybe had all of two or three words with D girl since they moved in, and when F moved in me & Z helped them with their computer set up.
I have to move. Nevermind I've never done or said a single mean thing, or much of anything, to these people. Nevermind none of them has lived there longer than a half year while I've been in the same apartment since 2002.
I guess it's ok tho. I want to move, to be honest. Since people like these have moved in this place hasn't been a good place anyway. I have maybe a handful of friends who would dare visit at all, this neighborhood is getting such a (well deserved) bad rep. But...I don't much like being threatened, or having ultimatums laid on me. By noobs, no less.
Ok, this is the tl;dr part. Some of you already know much of this, but for the sake of those who just walked in, here we go again.
Flashback. Almost two years ago. October 9, 2009. I'm sitting around at my apartment with my caregiver Xoe and I ordered some food from 864-TOGO, the local service that drives around to restaurants and picks you up things. Why? Because I have a bad leg and walking the 6 blocks or so to Shalimar is just too much hassle for me. Because neither of us have eaten yet and last I heard it isn't a crime to order takeout food.
Apparently tho, to the rednecks of North Street it is.
Now, at that particular time I should also point out, tho I don't blame television for bad kids so much as I blame crappy parenting, there's a group of wrestlers had just come out called The Nexus. Their big gimmick, the thing that makes them 'hip' is they gang up on other wrestlers, 6 on 1.
This being so, there's this little teenage gang on North Street trying to earn themselves a little rep. I find out after the fact that they had been messing with the TOGO drivers for months before this. But this particular time, Xoe's on the porch waiting for the driver, and the gang of kids is in the street (or so Xoe said at the time. I'm not going to deny, for the sake of fair witnessing there are parts of this story that only Xoe has been present for. Much as I like Xoe, I don't want to be biased in this). Xoe said they surrounded the driver and grabbed the bag of food from him.
Xoe's hungry. Xoe's grieving (one of our friends had passed away a few days earlier), and most importantly, Xoe's off her meds. She'd been whiddling this stick with some sandpaper all day to make into some kind of wand/athame thing, and she stuffed it in her jacket and took off after these guys.
By the time I got on the porch some creepy old guy from around the corner is following her around, and there's a lady come out of the laundromat. Insofar as I saw, they were the only people on the street.
I asked the laundry lady if she saw anything, but she claimed at that time that she hadn't.
Well. Any normal red-blooded human being is going to do what when there's been theft and drama on their doorstep? I called the police. Xoe also sort of turned herself in admitting that dashing after the kids had been rash. She said she had just wanted to ID them, not hurt them, but since she had been very angry it may have been misconstrued. Old Man had blocked her from proceeding. She thought at the time that he had done so so she wouldn't get hurt, but it turns up she couldn't have been more wrong.
Now, my landlord, Bill Bissonette, is kinda notorious for not screening the people he lets into this place. Prior to this tale we had already had two stalkers and one noise maker who eventually got themselves evicted; all of the aforementioned were parolees/ex-cons. One'd think if you wanted to make a rep for yourself in a new neighborhood you'd pick the second biggest badass and go after him? But no, these skanks just love bullying weaker people. I'm this old-too-young chick who, due to the dis-eases in my body is already walking with a cane at 45 and my caregiver? Well, legally by Vermont law she's female. Her driver's ID says female.
There are those who might beg to differ.
Long story short tho is, we must look like uber easy prey to these kinds of scumbags. How hard is it to just leave people who aren't interested in redneck drama alone? or help your neighbors if you see them robbed or harassed?
The neighborhood decided they hated us. Since there are so many ex-cons we had done the Bad Thing. How dare we call cops into this area? Mostly we got a lot of stinkeye, and folk following us around, or making ominous statements like "snitches get stitches' and suchlike.
At the time tho we still had one neighbor who sort of tried to keep the peace. This guy Ace. Every day he'd be out in early morning cleaning up the messes the drunks made, and yelling at people who were causing trouble.
Of course we told him, and the longest-living-in-the-building neighbor, Donna, whatall happened. But this didn't slow any of the next stuff down.
Xoe got in touch with the TOGO driver and found out these kids had been bugging him previously. Dude by the name of Thomas. He gave Xoe his number and asked her to let him know if she saw the perp again.
Which of course she did; turns out he's buds with the folk who had just moved into D at the time. Thom and Xoe go off to the police station to tell them they had a visual ID and a lead where to find the dude, and that should be that, right?
Wrong. Suddenly Laundry Lady and Old Man are spreading rumors; first Old Man (whose name I never found out until after he died was Bob Bellisle http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/burlingtonfreepress/obituary.aspx?n=robert-p-bellisle&pid=150262663 but that's getting waaaaay ahead...) claims Xoe went after him with a knife, and then began claiming this happened more than once, the sizes of the knife and the amounts of time Xoe was waving it varying as the tale went around. Then...when it's clear nobody is really buying Bob's story.... Laundry Lady starts claiming that not only is Xoe still running around with aknife every three seconds, but is coming in to the laundromat, in BROAD DAYLIGHT, while it is open, and raping her at knifepoint.
These tales went on for the next year.
Bizarrely, even though many of the rape tales (which are already kinda ridiculous- umm....a laundromat that has lots of business coming in and out?! with HUGE bay windows and an open back door???) were super farfetched, the neighbors- even the ones who had asked then why didn't she ever report these to the police? or get a rape kit done? actually start spreading them too.
Apparently half the teen gang are kids of these people, so rather than rein in their kids they want to defame us so when the kids get 'revenge' on us calling the cops on them, no one will believe us.
I should point out that none of these people even know our names, nor we theirs. Their common catcall was 'hey FAGGOT' at Xoe, and me, I'm 'fatty' or 'that fat bitch' even tho I haven't done anything to anyone. (Oh, I was 'faggot' too. I....kinda thought the term for gay females is 'lesbian'? and.... if Xoe is a guy to them and therefore a 'faggot'....wouldn't that mean 'he' wouldn't have any interest in women? So why would 'he' be raping one?
Also Laundry's tales of wanton rapine always seem to take place when we're actually out somewhere in town, which, again, due to my leg? it isn't likely I can be two places at once (yes, by now in order to add me to the fun I'm somehow there holding her down as the public looks on). I think the first one I'd heard of we were actually in Colchester, at a Bible study. And one of the times Xoe is apparently raping her? she was actually at the Zombie Parade on Church Street, being videotaped at same. But somehow magically us evil faggots are really committing acts of rape in public places, not where we actually know we were.
The funniest one of these to me was just a week and a half ago. While rumors flew around the neighborhood that we were at Laundry Lady's house (the laundromat had since closed; we don't even know where she lives) raping her even as she phoned her friends to tell them so, we were actually on live call in TV at Nick Brisette's Wrestling Hour on channel 15 VCAM. Yep, while we were miles away raping this girl we were also talking to some of the people who were telling people we were doing this, while simultaneously prank calling the show.
Anyway, to try to get back on track with the linear, Ace died in July of 2010 and suddenly all these drunks were camped out under our steps, waiting to bother us when we came in. Bisonette actually went and did something! going so far as to just put up some 'no trespassing' signs, but the drunks just tore them down.
Things got relatively quiet in winter, with just the occasional odd drunk yelling challenges at our window (oh, yeh, I'm really going to answer to 'faggot' and come down to a crowd that wants to beat me) and scads of loud-enough-that-anyone-can-hear gossiping.
Then... Bellisle died a month or so ago.
Now, I was standing on the porch when the ambulances pulled up. I don't know -exact- details, and honestly? don't care, but since I'd seen him buy and sell other people's prescription meds (more than once on MY porch!) and he was a notorious drinker it seemed a pretty cut-and-dry case of a junky ODing himself....but NO.
The bizarre thing is, most of the tales about us are -utterly- irrational. The leader of the kid gang eventually got caught hiding in the closet of a house he'd been trying to rob. The house's owner caught him, and he got sent up for 4 months. I only know this from the gossips talking loudly about it, and the house was apparently blocks away but somehow? We called them on him. Ruined his young life, we did.
How dare we.
We also somehow magically killed Bob, too. I'm still not sure how that was achieved, since it seems to me since he hated us we wouldn't have had any way near him. Just somehow flew in his room and poured drugs down his throat, did we? With our Evil Gay Powers. Because everyone knows faggots and narcs can do anything.
Now, all this talk of anti-gay epithets, you can guess, hasn't sat well with everyone. This IS Burlington, after all, the gay marriage capital of like the World. Bob did lose some customers when some of the rednecks came out of the closet in protest of all the 'kill the faggot' sentiments. This didn't slow them a jot; after all, Xoe's part Korean. Just replace 'faggot' with the word 'gook'. All should be well. Excepting that, just as they got to talking about fagbashing just as there was a rash of news about that sort of hate crime all over the world, about when they tried to turn the tides on us for our obvious Asian weirdness suddenly the Japan tragedy happened.
So so far it's been just trash talk. The world keeps churning out stories that make killing us oh so inconvenient. (not that that's stopped our new neighbor down in C, a sex offender https://secure.vermont.gov/DPS/sor/details.php?oid=307 from deciding he was singlehandedly going to stop the 'rapist' by trying to hire a hitman -wtf??- to knock out Xoe's teeth. I mean... a child molester who just moved in thinking he's a hero? and how does ruining someone's teeth stop them from raping if they really were? not to mention how's he going to pay a hitman with a welfare check???) Nonetheless we get death threats almost every day for the 'crime' of daring to sit on the porch, or walk to the store. We get anti-gay slurs. Threats of violence. More and more rumors. (The other day, I was going- again to a Bible study with some friends, and the guy in F tries telling my friends not to associate with me because I was- get this!- a Moslem terrorist.)
So. This brings me to the night, on the porch. Earlier, some kids I'd never seen in my life who had been visiting F threatened to push me down the stairs while I was heading out. Push me. A handicapped woman who they don't even know, off my OWN porch. Why? Because I'm fat, and I'm gay, and I don't just lay down and take it when people screw with me, I call police into the neighborhood they'd rather have be a comfort zone for crime.
There was an article in the Burlington Free Press last month about the drunks on North Street. http://www.burlingtonfreepress.com/article/20110407/NEWS02/104070309/North-St-loitering-concerns-Burlington-neighbors I actually stopped in to talk to the guy who wrote it to see if he was willing to do a follow up, because man, he hasn't even touched the tip of the iceberg. No one mentions the anti-gay stuff. And Bisonette? Unlike the article says, hasn't done a thing about these guys yet.
So far Baird hasn't gotten back to me either.
Look. I don't claim to be any kind of saint. But I've lived on this street for 7 years, and I don't bother much of anyone; can't really as I can barely get around. But....when I could get around I was sort of Somebody. Never super famous, but Somebody. I wrote zines, played shows, had art hangings. Even today I continue to do a music show on VCAM channel 15 that I've been doing since 2004. I have a radio show on The Radiator, which I'm sure not a lot of people tune in to since it's in the daytime on a work day, but it's there. I'm an active member in not one, but several churches in town when I can find rides to attend, as is Xoe. (She also does pub acc TV and a show on The Radiator). Xoe's active at groups at RU12? as well as St.Mike's Japan Society, a few roleplay groups at Quarterstaff, a nominal role in Nightmare Vermont.
I'd like to hope if something happened to us someone would notice, someone would care. What kind of neighborhood is okay with people defaming and threatening a couple of women for daring to not want to be robbed?
I'd like to hope if something happened to us someone would notice.
I'd prefer it if nothing happened to us at all.
I'd really like it if someone would take notice how screwed up North Street really is and DO SOMETHING.
Because I actually agree with random lady in apartment D, I do need to move, the way things are now. Too bad I'm too broke, and handicapped, and I can't move, because I'm guessing the unspoken 'or else' is that they kill us for not moving, and I hate to sound conceited, but I'm way too cool a person to die that way.
So I'm staring resolutely ahead and trying not to notice that the guy in apartment F is spitting on my porch, and the girl in D is hanging out the window yelling "you HAVE to move!" at me.
I should point out I've maybe had all of two or three words with D girl since they moved in, and when F moved in me & Z helped them with their computer set up.
I have to move. Nevermind I've never done or said a single mean thing, or much of anything, to these people. Nevermind none of them has lived there longer than a half year while I've been in the same apartment since 2002.
I guess it's ok tho. I want to move, to be honest. Since people like these have moved in this place hasn't been a good place anyway. I have maybe a handful of friends who would dare visit at all, this neighborhood is getting such a (well deserved) bad rep. But...I don't much like being threatened, or having ultimatums laid on me. By noobs, no less.
Ok, this is the tl;dr part. Some of you already know much of this, but for the sake of those who just walked in, here we go again.
Flashback. Almost two years ago. October 9, 2009. I'm sitting around at my apartment with my caregiver Xoe and I ordered some food from 864-TOGO, the local service that drives around to restaurants and picks you up things. Why? Because I have a bad leg and walking the 6 blocks or so to Shalimar is just too much hassle for me. Because neither of us have eaten yet and last I heard it isn't a crime to order takeout food.
Apparently tho, to the rednecks of North Street it is.
Now, at that particular time I should also point out, tho I don't blame television for bad kids so much as I blame crappy parenting, there's a group of wrestlers had just come out called The Nexus. Their big gimmick, the thing that makes them 'hip' is they gang up on other wrestlers, 6 on 1.
This being so, there's this little teenage gang on North Street trying to earn themselves a little rep. I find out after the fact that they had been messing with the TOGO drivers for months before this. But this particular time, Xoe's on the porch waiting for the driver, and the gang of kids is in the street (or so Xoe said at the time. I'm not going to deny, for the sake of fair witnessing there are parts of this story that only Xoe has been present for. Much as I like Xoe, I don't want to be biased in this). Xoe said they surrounded the driver and grabbed the bag of food from him.
Xoe's hungry. Xoe's grieving (one of our friends had passed away a few days earlier), and most importantly, Xoe's off her meds. She'd been whiddling this stick with some sandpaper all day to make into some kind of wand/athame thing, and she stuffed it in her jacket and took off after these guys.
By the time I got on the porch some creepy old guy from around the corner is following her around, and there's a lady come out of the laundromat. Insofar as I saw, they were the only people on the street.
I asked the laundry lady if she saw anything, but she claimed at that time that she hadn't.
Well. Any normal red-blooded human being is going to do what when there's been theft and drama on their doorstep? I called the police. Xoe also sort of turned herself in admitting that dashing after the kids had been rash. She said she had just wanted to ID them, not hurt them, but since she had been very angry it may have been misconstrued. Old Man had blocked her from proceeding. She thought at the time that he had done so so she wouldn't get hurt, but it turns up she couldn't have been more wrong.
Now, my landlord, Bill Bissonette, is kinda notorious for not screening the people he lets into this place. Prior to this tale we had already had two stalkers and one noise maker who eventually got themselves evicted; all of the aforementioned were parolees/ex-cons. One'd think if you wanted to make a rep for yourself in a new neighborhood you'd pick the second biggest badass and go after him? But no, these skanks just love bullying weaker people. I'm this old-too-young chick who, due to the dis-eases in my body is already walking with a cane at 45 and my caregiver? Well, legally by Vermont law she's female. Her driver's ID says female.
There are those who might beg to differ.
Long story short tho is, we must look like uber easy prey to these kinds of scumbags. How hard is it to just leave people who aren't interested in redneck drama alone? or help your neighbors if you see them robbed or harassed?
The neighborhood decided they hated us. Since there are so many ex-cons we had done the Bad Thing. How dare we call cops into this area? Mostly we got a lot of stinkeye, and folk following us around, or making ominous statements like "snitches get stitches' and suchlike.
At the time tho we still had one neighbor who sort of tried to keep the peace. This guy Ace. Every day he'd be out in early morning cleaning up the messes the drunks made, and yelling at people who were causing trouble.
Of course we told him, and the longest-living-in-the-building neighbor, Donna, whatall happened. But this didn't slow any of the next stuff down.
Xoe got in touch with the TOGO driver and found out these kids had been bugging him previously. Dude by the name of Thomas. He gave Xoe his number and asked her to let him know if she saw the perp again.
Which of course she did; turns out he's buds with the folk who had just moved into D at the time. Thom and Xoe go off to the police station to tell them they had a visual ID and a lead where to find the dude, and that should be that, right?
Wrong. Suddenly Laundry Lady and Old Man are spreading rumors; first Old Man (whose name I never found out until after he died was Bob Bellisle http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/burlingtonfreepress/obituary.aspx?n=robert-p-bellisle&pid=150262663 but that's getting waaaaay ahead...) claims Xoe went after him with a knife, and then began claiming this happened more than once, the sizes of the knife and the amounts of time Xoe was waving it varying as the tale went around. Then...when it's clear nobody is really buying Bob's story.... Laundry Lady starts claiming that not only is Xoe still running around with aknife every three seconds, but is coming in to the laundromat, in BROAD DAYLIGHT, while it is open, and raping her at knifepoint.
These tales went on for the next year.
Bizarrely, even though many of the rape tales (which are already kinda ridiculous- umm....a laundromat that has lots of business coming in and out?! with HUGE bay windows and an open back door???) were super farfetched, the neighbors- even the ones who had asked then why didn't she ever report these to the police? or get a rape kit done? actually start spreading them too.
Apparently half the teen gang are kids of these people, so rather than rein in their kids they want to defame us so when the kids get 'revenge' on us calling the cops on them, no one will believe us.
I should point out that none of these people even know our names, nor we theirs. Their common catcall was 'hey FAGGOT' at Xoe, and me, I'm 'fatty' or 'that fat bitch' even tho I haven't done anything to anyone. (Oh, I was 'faggot' too. I....kinda thought the term for gay females is 'lesbian'? and.... if Xoe is a guy to them and therefore a 'faggot'....wouldn't that mean 'he' wouldn't have any interest in women? So why would 'he' be raping one?
Also Laundry's tales of wanton rapine always seem to take place when we're actually out somewhere in town, which, again, due to my leg? it isn't likely I can be two places at once (yes, by now in order to add me to the fun I'm somehow there holding her down as the public looks on). I think the first one I'd heard of we were actually in Colchester, at a Bible study. And one of the times Xoe is apparently raping her? she was actually at the Zombie Parade on Church Street, being videotaped at same. But somehow magically us evil faggots are really committing acts of rape in public places, not where we actually know we were.
The funniest one of these to me was just a week and a half ago. While rumors flew around the neighborhood that we were at Laundry Lady's house (the laundromat had since closed; we don't even know where she lives) raping her even as she phoned her friends to tell them so, we were actually on live call in TV at Nick Brisette's Wrestling Hour on channel 15 VCAM. Yep, while we were miles away raping this girl we were also talking to some of the people who were telling people we were doing this, while simultaneously prank calling the show.
Anyway, to try to get back on track with the linear, Ace died in July of 2010 and suddenly all these drunks were camped out under our steps, waiting to bother us when we came in. Bisonette actually went and did something! going so far as to just put up some 'no trespassing' signs, but the drunks just tore them down.
Things got relatively quiet in winter, with just the occasional odd drunk yelling challenges at our window (oh, yeh, I'm really going to answer to 'faggot' and come down to a crowd that wants to beat me) and scads of loud-enough-that-anyone-can-hear gossiping.
Then... Bellisle died a month or so ago.
Now, I was standing on the porch when the ambulances pulled up. I don't know -exact- details, and honestly? don't care, but since I'd seen him buy and sell other people's prescription meds (more than once on MY porch!) and he was a notorious drinker it seemed a pretty cut-and-dry case of a junky ODing himself....but NO.
The bizarre thing is, most of the tales about us are -utterly- irrational. The leader of the kid gang eventually got caught hiding in the closet of a house he'd been trying to rob. The house's owner caught him, and he got sent up for 4 months. I only know this from the gossips talking loudly about it, and the house was apparently blocks away but somehow? We called them on him. Ruined his young life, we did.
How dare we.
We also somehow magically killed Bob, too. I'm still not sure how that was achieved, since it seems to me since he hated us we wouldn't have had any way near him. Just somehow flew in his room and poured drugs down his throat, did we? With our Evil Gay Powers. Because everyone knows faggots and narcs can do anything.
Now, all this talk of anti-gay epithets, you can guess, hasn't sat well with everyone. This IS Burlington, after all, the gay marriage capital of like the World. Bob did lose some customers when some of the rednecks came out of the closet in protest of all the 'kill the faggot' sentiments. This didn't slow them a jot; after all, Xoe's part Korean. Just replace 'faggot' with the word 'gook'. All should be well. Excepting that, just as they got to talking about fagbashing just as there was a rash of news about that sort of hate crime all over the world, about when they tried to turn the tides on us for our obvious Asian weirdness suddenly the Japan tragedy happened.
So so far it's been just trash talk. The world keeps churning out stories that make killing us oh so inconvenient. (not that that's stopped our new neighbor down in C, a sex offender https://secure.vermont.gov/DPS/sor/details.php?oid=307 from deciding he was singlehandedly going to stop the 'rapist' by trying to hire a hitman -wtf??- to knock out Xoe's teeth. I mean... a child molester who just moved in thinking he's a hero? and how does ruining someone's teeth stop them from raping if they really were? not to mention how's he going to pay a hitman with a welfare check???) Nonetheless we get death threats almost every day for the 'crime' of daring to sit on the porch, or walk to the store. We get anti-gay slurs. Threats of violence. More and more rumors. (The other day, I was going- again to a Bible study with some friends, and the guy in F tries telling my friends not to associate with me because I was- get this!- a Moslem terrorist.)
So. This brings me to the night, on the porch. Earlier, some kids I'd never seen in my life who had been visiting F threatened to push me down the stairs while I was heading out. Push me. A handicapped woman who they don't even know, off my OWN porch. Why? Because I'm fat, and I'm gay, and I don't just lay down and take it when people screw with me, I call police into the neighborhood they'd rather have be a comfort zone for crime.
There was an article in the Burlington Free Press last month about the drunks on North Street. http://www.burlingtonfreepress.com/article/20110407/NEWS02/104070309/North-St-loitering-concerns-Burlington-neighbors I actually stopped in to talk to the guy who wrote it to see if he was willing to do a follow up, because man, he hasn't even touched the tip of the iceberg. No one mentions the anti-gay stuff. And Bisonette? Unlike the article says, hasn't done a thing about these guys yet.
So far Baird hasn't gotten back to me either.
Look. I don't claim to be any kind of saint. But I've lived on this street for 7 years, and I don't bother much of anyone; can't really as I can barely get around. But....when I could get around I was sort of Somebody. Never super famous, but Somebody. I wrote zines, played shows, had art hangings. Even today I continue to do a music show on VCAM channel 15 that I've been doing since 2004. I have a radio show on The Radiator, which I'm sure not a lot of people tune in to since it's in the daytime on a work day, but it's there. I'm an active member in not one, but several churches in town when I can find rides to attend, as is Xoe. (She also does pub acc TV and a show on The Radiator). Xoe's active at groups at RU12? as well as St.Mike's Japan Society, a few roleplay groups at Quarterstaff, a nominal role in Nightmare Vermont.
I'd like to hope if something happened to us someone would notice, someone would care. What kind of neighborhood is okay with people defaming and threatening a couple of women for daring to not want to be robbed?
I'd like to hope if something happened to us someone would notice.
I'd prefer it if nothing happened to us at all.
I'd really like it if someone would take notice how screwed up North Street really is and DO SOMETHING.
Because I actually agree with random lady in apartment D, I do need to move, the way things are now. Too bad I'm too broke, and handicapped, and I can't move, because I'm guessing the unspoken 'or else' is that they kill us for not moving, and I hate to sound conceited, but I'm way too cool a person to die that way.
03 May 2011
2011-04-27
There's been some screwed UP stuff going on in the Old North End of Burlington. One of them happened on Front Street at the same time I was doing this show, so I am talking about these things a bit during this broadcast.
Otherwise the highlight is probably in part 6; a mini set of Beatles covers I enjoyed very much playing for you.
2011-04-27
pt 1
size=18.3MB time=20:03
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Go Forth and Die-Dethklok
Sleep (Fingers' Lullaby)-Boomtown Rats
The Joys of Anal Sex-Artless
It's a Crime-Shrapnel
End of the Night-The Doors
Beautiful Stranger(beginning)-Madonna
DownLoaD pt 1
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pt 2
size=14.5MB time=15:50
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Beautiful Stranger(ending)
Heart of the Sunrise-Yes
The Severed Garden(beginning)The Doors
DownLoaD pt 2 ♥°•.?¸.•*´♥¸.•°*”˜˜”*•.
pt 3
size=15.8MB time=17:15
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The Severed Garden(ending)
Hold Your Head Up-Argent
The Game-Motorhead
2000 Light Years From Home-Monster Magnet
Dj spot/article about North Street
DownLoaD pt 3
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pt 4
size=18.7MB time=20:28
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DJ spot
The Everlasting First-Love (featuring Jimi Hendrix)
Nocturnal-UNKLE
Hallelujah-Deep Purple
Sing If You're Glad to Be Gay-Tom Robinson
Bastard Wants To Hit Me-They Might Be Giants
el Nicoya-Santana
DownLoaD pt 4
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pt 5
size=18.8MB time=20:32
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November-Tom Waits
Baroque-Malice Mizer
Moonchild-King Crimson
As Tears Go By-Rolling Stones
Cold Turkey(beginning)-Rael OneCloud
DownLoaD pt 5
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pt 6
size=17.6MB time=19:18
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Cold Turkey(ending)
Come Together-Soundgarden
I Want You(She's So Heavy)-Sarah Vaughn
Hey Bulldog-Alice Cooper
In My Life(beginning)-Johnny Cash
DownLoaD pt 6
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pt 7
size=18.7MB time=20:28
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Thoughtful Zombie-Hatsune Miku
Black Cat Bone-Laika
Buck the Trend-Mauve
Baby I'm Your Man-Kevin Max
Metalingus(beginning)-Alter Bridge
DownLoaD pt 7
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pt 8
size=18.3MB time=20:03
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Metalingus(ending)
For Absent Friends-Opeth
Help Is on its Way-Little River Band
Help-The Yellow Subs
Birdy's Flight-Peter Gabriel
VooDoo-Godsmack
Bargain(beginning)-The Who
DownLoaD pt 8
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pt 9
size=17.6MB time=19:19
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Bargain(ending)
Kid Charlemagne-Steely Dan
The World-Nightmare
Lust For Life-Tom Jones with The Pretenders
O Bondage Up Yours(beginning)-X Ray Spex
DownLoaD pt 9
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pt 10
size=10.9MB time=11:56
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0 Bondage Up Yours(ending)
Beehead-Prennial Divide(w.Andy Partridge)
DJ spot/Linney was mugged!
automation
DownLoaD pt 10
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Otherwise the highlight is probably in part 6; a mini set of Beatles covers I enjoyed very much playing for you.
2011-04-27
pt 1
size=18.3MB time=20:03
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Go Forth and Die-Dethklok
Sleep (Fingers' Lullaby)-Boomtown Rats
The Joys of Anal Sex-Artless
It's a Crime-Shrapnel
End of the Night-The Doors
Beautiful Stranger(beginning)-Madonna
DownLoaD pt 1
♥°•.?¸.•*´♥¸.•°*”˜˜”*•.
pt 2
size=14.5MB time=15:50
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Beautiful Stranger(ending)
Heart of the Sunrise-Yes
The Severed Garden(beginning)The Doors
DownLoaD pt 2 ♥°•.?¸.•*´♥¸.•°*”˜˜”*•.
pt 3
size=15.8MB time=17:15
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The Severed Garden(ending)
Hold Your Head Up-Argent
The Game-Motorhead
2000 Light Years From Home-Monster Magnet
Dj spot/article about North Street
DownLoaD pt 3
♥°•.?¸.•*´♥¸.•°*”˜˜”*•.
pt 4
size=18.7MB time=20:28
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DJ spot
The Everlasting First-Love (featuring Jimi Hendrix)
Nocturnal-UNKLE
Hallelujah-Deep Purple
Sing If You're Glad to Be Gay-Tom Robinson
Bastard Wants To Hit Me-They Might Be Giants
el Nicoya-Santana
DownLoaD pt 4
♥°•.?¸.•*´♥¸.•°*”˜˜”*•.
pt 5
size=18.8MB time=20:32
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November-Tom Waits
Baroque-Malice Mizer
Moonchild-King Crimson
As Tears Go By-Rolling Stones
Cold Turkey(beginning)-Rael OneCloud
DownLoaD pt 5
♥°•.?¸.•*´♥¸.•°*”˜˜”*•.
pt 6
size=17.6MB time=19:18
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Cold Turkey(ending)
Come Together-Soundgarden
I Want You(She's So Heavy)-Sarah Vaughn
Hey Bulldog-Alice Cooper
In My Life(beginning)-Johnny Cash
DownLoaD pt 6
♥°•.?¸.•*´♥¸.•°*”˜˜”*•.
pt 7
size=18.7MB time=20:28
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Thoughtful Zombie-Hatsune Miku
Black Cat Bone-Laika
Buck the Trend-Mauve
Baby I'm Your Man-Kevin Max
Metalingus(beginning)-Alter Bridge
DownLoaD pt 7
♥°•.?¸.•*´♥¸.•°*”˜˜”*•.
pt 8
size=18.3MB time=20:03
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Metalingus(ending)
For Absent Friends-Opeth
Help Is on its Way-Little River Band
Help-The Yellow Subs
Birdy's Flight-Peter Gabriel
VooDoo-Godsmack
Bargain(beginning)-The Who
DownLoaD pt 8
♥°•.?¸.•*´♥¸.•°*”˜˜”*•.
pt 9
size=17.6MB time=19:19
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Bargain(ending)
Kid Charlemagne-Steely Dan
The World-Nightmare
Lust For Life-Tom Jones with The Pretenders
O Bondage Up Yours(beginning)-X Ray Spex
DownLoaD pt 9
♥°•.?¸.•*´♥¸.•°*”˜˜”*•.
pt 10
size=10.9MB time=11:56
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0 Bondage Up Yours(ending)
Beehead-Prennial Divide(w.Andy Partridge)
DJ spot/Linney was mugged!
automation
DownLoaD pt 10
♥°•.?¸.•*´♥¸.•°*”˜˜”*•.
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