Thursday, December 18, 2008
I'm just about to leave for work so don't know whether I've ever written here or not about my love for A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens. I'll check that later. In the meanwo, Mitch Benn has narrated the book in five easy to digest chunks here. He does a great job of it too, and it reminds us that in these supercharged Michael-Bay-tastic attention-deficit-disorder multimedia days what simple pleasure we can get from just listening to someone read. It's worth a listen, especially if you've not actually read the story before.
Labels: Charles Dickens, Christmas, podcasts, stories/storytelling
Monday, August 18, 2008
If, like me, you've spent many sleepless nights tossing and turning as you ponder whether a cybernetically-enhanced dog with near-human intelligence would put his desire to mate with female dogs in heat over his natural inclination to see the law obeyed and evil-doers brought to justice then you'll be glad to know relief is at hand. How I Mounted Goldie, Saved My Partner Lori, and Sniffed Out The People’s Justice by Jonathon Sullivan was broadcast on Escape Pod a few weeks ago tackles this difficult subject with a tender, caring hand, before tackling it more firmly with the clown glove of comedy. If nothing else, it's worth it for Steve Eley's enthusiastic reading of the main character. Go suck it into yer ears, it the funny.
Labels: podcasts, science fiction
Monday, April 21, 2008
The National Archives Podcasts are somewhat pedestrian and recondite, but the episode on Joe Orton from about a month ago is worth a listen, an explicitly queer perspective on the handling of his papers and diaries after he was murdered, even if it does sometimes slide into an attack on his agent Peggy Ramsay and his first biographer John Lahr.
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Ask Palpatine. Has a better storyline than Episodes 1 to 3.
Labels: humour, podcasts, science fiction, Star Wars
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Rubbing the Cloudy Bottle of the Audio Genie
Starship Sofa has had some fun bits of fiction recently. You can grab it from their audio page. I'd especially recommend The Second Coming of Jasmine Fitzgerald by Peter Watts in which a doctor is involved in the psychological evaluation of a woman accused of the bloody murder of her husband and, in the best fiction tradition, discovers there's more to the case than there first appears. I've just listened to We See Things Differently by Bruce Sterling. It's not really science-fiction, more the reportage/memoir of an Egyptian journalist in a near future where an Islamic caliphate has risen to replace both Russia and the United States as the global superpower. We travel with him to what remains of the States as he seeks an audience with a rock star who energises his audiences with songs reminding them of what they once were.
If you check out Episode 75 on L Sprague De Camp, even though it doesn't mention it anywhere, the last thirty minutes is an episode of one of those sci-fi radio dramas from the middle of the last century about big game hunters time travelling to bag some dinosaurs. It's pulp fun.
I'm a bit behind with the stuff over at Escape Pod.
The Color of a Brontosaurus by Paul E. Martens is also a story involving time-travel and dinosaurs, a somewhat clichéd story about a man looking desperately for time travellers so they can take him to the past to see dinosaurs. Some of the more interesting diversions are sadly ignored and the ending is fairly predictable but it's still a fun take on the old idea. Artifice and Intelligence by Tim Pratt is about whether the danger of self-aware machines is less Skynet and more just boredom and whether there's much of a difference. I enjoyed the way that what initially seemed like a number of unconnected vignettes came together, and there are some interesting characters, like the Indian A.I. and the techno-pagan who's more than happy to let power corrupt her. Friction by Will McIntosh is an odd story of an unnamed race on an unnamed planet at an unspecified time who live in fear of their bodies falling apart due to the friction of joint movement. A philosopher who has made it his purpose in life to read the works of his forebears, carved on to an impossibly long wall around the planet, must decide whether the risks he incurs in friction burns by engaging in an act of charity are outweighed by the benefits if he succeeds.
All well worth your time to have a listen.
If you check out Episode 75 on L Sprague De Camp, even though it doesn't mention it anywhere, the last thirty minutes is an episode of one of those sci-fi radio dramas from the middle of the last century about big game hunters time travelling to bag some dinosaurs. It's pulp fun.
I'm a bit behind with the stuff over at Escape Pod.
The Color of a Brontosaurus by Paul E. Martens is also a story involving time-travel and dinosaurs, a somewhat clichéd story about a man looking desperately for time travellers so they can take him to the past to see dinosaurs. Some of the more interesting diversions are sadly ignored and the ending is fairly predictable but it's still a fun take on the old idea. Artifice and Intelligence by Tim Pratt is about whether the danger of self-aware machines is less Skynet and more just boredom and whether there's much of a difference. I enjoyed the way that what initially seemed like a number of unconnected vignettes came together, and there are some interesting characters, like the Indian A.I. and the techno-pagan who's more than happy to let power corrupt her. Friction by Will McIntosh is an odd story of an unnamed race on an unnamed planet at an unspecified time who live in fear of their bodies falling apart due to the friction of joint movement. A philosopher who has made it his purpose in life to read the works of his forebears, carved on to an impossibly long wall around the planet, must decide whether the risks he incurs in friction burns by engaging in an act of charity are outweighed by the benefits if he succeeds.
All well worth your time to have a listen.
Labels: fantasy fiction, fiction, podcasts, science fiction
Monday, December 17, 2007
Polishing the Shiny Monkey in the Audio Cockpit
Can I interest Sir/Madam/Both/Neither/Ostrich in some audio fiction? What would take SiMaBoNO's fancy?
How about something in the 'is evil an inherent or learned behaviour' vein? I have an Me and My Shadow by Mike Resnick. It's all the rage, down our way. Or perhaps something a little more traditional SiMaBoNO? Don't turn your nose up please, when you've tried our Stu by Bruce McAllister you won't go to anyone else again.
Or perhaps SiMaBoNO wants something a little bit stronger? I have a Connecting Door by Richard E. Dansky tapping into that situation we've all faced at sometime in our life, with too-thin walls separating us late at night from some inconsiderate person and, in true horror style, suggesting that asking them to keep the noise down might be a bad idea. Or maybe SiMaBoNO would rather try Memories of the Knacker's Yard by Ian Creasey, in which a world weary cop has to visit ghost-town to find the victim of a serial killer in the hopes they can tell him who killed them. A fine vintage, as I'm sure SiMaBoNO would agree.
Pardon? You want what ? I think SiMaBoNO has us mistaken for another establishment, We don't do any of that here, the vitamin C from the Kiwi Fruit can cause a burning sensation for hours afterwards. I think SiMaBoNO will find SiMaBoNO's needs more adequately served at an establishment like Air Out My Shorts, down on the left, just past the Hooting Yard. If you pop into the pub and check down the back of the Starship Sofa I've heard they are podcasting Michael Moorcock fiction. And if SiMaBoNO can't find something out of all that to satisfy SiMaBoNO then there's just no helping some people.
How about something in the 'is evil an inherent or learned behaviour' vein? I have an Me and My Shadow by Mike Resnick. It's all the rage, down our way. Or perhaps something a little more traditional SiMaBoNO? Don't turn your nose up please, when you've tried our Stu by Bruce McAllister you won't go to anyone else again.
Or perhaps SiMaBoNO wants something a little bit stronger? I have a Connecting Door by Richard E. Dansky tapping into that situation we've all faced at sometime in our life, with too-thin walls separating us late at night from some inconsiderate person and, in true horror style, suggesting that asking them to keep the noise down might be a bad idea. Or maybe SiMaBoNO would rather try Memories of the Knacker's Yard by Ian Creasey, in which a world weary cop has to visit ghost-town to find the victim of a serial killer in the hopes they can tell him who killed them. A fine vintage, as I'm sure SiMaBoNO would agree.
Pardon? You want what ? I think SiMaBoNO has us mistaken for another establishment, We don't do any of that here, the vitamin C from the Kiwi Fruit can cause a burning sensation for hours afterwards. I think SiMaBoNO will find SiMaBoNO's needs more adequately served at an establishment like Air Out My Shorts, down on the left, just past the Hooting Yard. If you pop into the pub and check down the back of the Starship Sofa I've heard they are podcasting Michael Moorcock fiction. And if SiMaBoNO can't find something out of all that to satisfy SiMaBoNO then there's just no helping some people.
Labels: fantasy fiction, fiction, horror fiction, podcasts, science fiction
Monday, October 01, 2007
Goddamn it, Listen To Me!
You! Sexy Hominid! Go here! Listen story! I'll be in the bushes, looking for midgets, then antelopes playing xylophones, wow, look at that sky, can a fish ride a bicycle, I've got knees! Kneeeeeeeeeeees!
Labels: books, podcasts, science fiction
Friday, September 21, 2007
After my last post eulogising Escape Pod, they seemed to go, for me anyway, into a bit of a slump. We had several weeks of off-beat stories that really didn't do anything for me, leaving my short-term memory almost as soon as they arrived.
I did enjoy The Sundial Brigade by James Trimarco, in which humanity struggles for freedom when the Earth is run by alien museum curators rather than megacorps or fascistic politicians. It's one of those stories that I wish were longer so that some of the more interesting throwaway ideas could be more fully investigated, like the idea that bad behaviour by the humans is punished by their being given negative personality traits, like being made smokers or alcoholics. On the other hand, if these traits are investigated you get the novel length version of Isaac Asimov's Nightfall, so maybe the short stories are best left alone.
On the train to work this morning I listened to Niels Bohr and the Sleeping Dane by Jonathon Sullivan. Set during WW2, the war of choice for a country so reluctant to take part in it at the time, it's one of those stories that mingles fact and fiction as it tells of the escape of Danish Jews, including Bohr, through the eyes of a young boy, torn between the competing demands of his rabbi Father and his desire to follow in Bohr's scientific footsteps. I can't really mention the fantasy element without blowing the whole story, but while it's true to say that it's fundamentally a traditional story, I think a number of the plot points won't be surprising anyone, it's notable for the strong relationship Sullivan evokes between father and son, so much so that I'm glad I was busy navigating around the London Underground towards the end of the story and so was occupied at the emotional high points of the story.
On a tangentially connected note, I only recently read Maus and was similarly moved by the relationship between author/artist Art Spiegelman and his father, Vladek, pumping him for the story of how he and his wife survived Hitler's Europe and the death-camps, while finding him so difficult to deal with in the present as he tries to survive in the modern-day USA. The relationship between children and parents seems to be a touchy one for me at the moment, probably the first stirrings of middle-aged angst .
While I'm currently single and don't want a relationship or kids, at the same time there's something buzzing at the back of my head to remind me that by my age my Dad was married with two young children and a mortgage. It's funny how part of me seems to want to measure myself against standards that I feel I've consciously rejected. But I wonder if that conflict is what, at the moment, makes me look for parent-child relationships in stories and resonates with them.
There are more stories at Escape Pod, for sci-fi, Pseudopod for horror and I'm also looking forward to their new show, Podcastle, which will be starting soon to spin off the more fantasy based stories.
I did enjoy The Sundial Brigade by James Trimarco, in which humanity struggles for freedom when the Earth is run by alien museum curators rather than megacorps or fascistic politicians. It's one of those stories that I wish were longer so that some of the more interesting throwaway ideas could be more fully investigated, like the idea that bad behaviour by the humans is punished by their being given negative personality traits, like being made smokers or alcoholics. On the other hand, if these traits are investigated you get the novel length version of Isaac Asimov's Nightfall, so maybe the short stories are best left alone.
On the train to work this morning I listened to Niels Bohr and the Sleeping Dane by Jonathon Sullivan. Set during WW2, the war of choice for a country so reluctant to take part in it at the time, it's one of those stories that mingles fact and fiction as it tells of the escape of Danish Jews, including Bohr, through the eyes of a young boy, torn between the competing demands of his rabbi Father and his desire to follow in Bohr's scientific footsteps. I can't really mention the fantasy element without blowing the whole story, but while it's true to say that it's fundamentally a traditional story, I think a number of the plot points won't be surprising anyone, it's notable for the strong relationship Sullivan evokes between father and son, so much so that I'm glad I was busy navigating around the London Underground towards the end of the story and so was occupied at the emotional high points of the story.
On a tangentially connected note, I only recently read Maus and was similarly moved by the relationship between author/artist Art Spiegelman and his father, Vladek, pumping him for the story of how he and his wife survived Hitler's Europe and the death-camps, while finding him so difficult to deal with in the present as he tries to survive in the modern-day USA. The relationship between children and parents seems to be a touchy one for me at the moment, probably the first stirrings of middle-aged angst .
While I'm currently single and don't want a relationship or kids, at the same time there's something buzzing at the back of my head to remind me that by my age my Dad was married with two young children and a mortgage. It's funny how part of me seems to want to measure myself against standards that I feel I've consciously rejected. But I wonder if that conflict is what, at the moment, makes me look for parent-child relationships in stories and resonates with them.
There are more stories at Escape Pod, for sci-fi, Pseudopod for horror and I'm also looking forward to their new show, Podcastle, which will be starting soon to spin off the more fantasy based stories.
Labels: books, personal history, podcasts, science fiction
Saturday, August 04, 2007
Crying Over Imaginary People
Escape Pod has done well recently with some really great stories.
There's Cinderella Suicide by Samantha Henderson, a treasure hunt tale in a cyberpunk alternate Australia on a world that had it's technological revolution almost concurrently with it's industrial one. It uses a dialect that, like A Clockwork Orange , might take you a while to slip into, but then you should spin with it all shipshape mine droogs.
Squonk The Dragon and Squonk The Apprentice by P.M. Butler are, strictly speaking, stories for children, but adults can enjoy them too. Squonk is a dragon, abandoned as an egg and hatched and brought up by Mrs Tweedle-Chirp, a redoubtable little bird. Their tree in the forest is shared with Wendel the Wizard who is, based on dragon's usual eating habits, initially not keen on his neighbours. The title of the second story should be enough to give you an idea of it's contents. Very funny.
The Giving Plague by David Brin is a clever story about a scientist who discovers a virus that might be considered 'good', it encourages generosity. And what happens when a 'good' virus meets a 'bad' person? It's a bit long but still worth a listen.
Then there's Conversations With and About My Electric Toothbrush by Derek Zumsteg. It's a funny and short story about a sentient electric toothbrush that wants more out of it's life than just keeping it's owner's mouth clean. It's the insane optimism that makes me laugh.
And the one I listened to most recently was Ej-Es by Nancy Kress and wonderfully read by Sheri Mann Stewart. It starts off on fairly standard lines, explorers find the remains of a human colony, long ago fallen apart and now just a few near savage survivors. But it is one of those stories where everything hinges on the last five minutes and the reversal of the usual trope, terribly logical based on the preceding story but still somehow unexpected and moving.
Escape Pod also tries to broadcast the nominees for the Hugo Awards, in the short story category, something I don't particularly care about. They tend to always sound weaker than the rest of the stories we get throughout the rest of the year. I enjoyed The House Beyond Your Sky by Benjamin Rosenbaum, which marries Iain M. Banks crazy science-fiction pyrotechnics with domestic abuse, although it's arguably a story easier to understand read rather than heard.
There was only one story they couldn't get the rights for, Neil Gaiman's How to Talk to Girls at Parties , but luckily Neil's done it himself and stuck it up at his site. It's a funny story about how boys are from Mars and girls from somewhere else that astronomers aren't even arguing over what to call it yet.
That should keep you out of mischief for a while. If, on the other hand, you're looking for mischief, you'll be wanting Air Out My Shorts.
There's Cinderella Suicide by Samantha Henderson, a treasure hunt tale in a cyberpunk alternate Australia on a world that had it's technological revolution almost concurrently with it's industrial one. It uses a dialect that, like A Clockwork Orange , might take you a while to slip into, but then you should spin with it all shipshape mine droogs.
Squonk The Dragon and Squonk The Apprentice by P.M. Butler are, strictly speaking, stories for children, but adults can enjoy them too. Squonk is a dragon, abandoned as an egg and hatched and brought up by Mrs Tweedle-Chirp, a redoubtable little bird. Their tree in the forest is shared with Wendel the Wizard who is, based on dragon's usual eating habits, initially not keen on his neighbours. The title of the second story should be enough to give you an idea of it's contents. Very funny.
The Giving Plague by David Brin is a clever story about a scientist who discovers a virus that might be considered 'good', it encourages generosity. And what happens when a 'good' virus meets a 'bad' person? It's a bit long but still worth a listen.
Then there's Conversations With and About My Electric Toothbrush by Derek Zumsteg. It's a funny and short story about a sentient electric toothbrush that wants more out of it's life than just keeping it's owner's mouth clean. It's the insane optimism that makes me laugh.
And the one I listened to most recently was Ej-Es by Nancy Kress and wonderfully read by Sheri Mann Stewart. It starts off on fairly standard lines, explorers find the remains of a human colony, long ago fallen apart and now just a few near savage survivors. But it is one of those stories where everything hinges on the last five minutes and the reversal of the usual trope, terribly logical based on the preceding story but still somehow unexpected and moving.
Escape Pod also tries to broadcast the nominees for the Hugo Awards, in the short story category, something I don't particularly care about. They tend to always sound weaker than the rest of the stories we get throughout the rest of the year. I enjoyed The House Beyond Your Sky by Benjamin Rosenbaum, which marries Iain M. Banks crazy science-fiction pyrotechnics with domestic abuse, although it's arguably a story easier to understand read rather than heard.
There was only one story they couldn't get the rights for, Neil Gaiman's How to Talk to Girls at Parties , but luckily Neil's done it himself and stuck it up at his site. It's a funny story about how boys are from Mars and girls from somewhere else that astronomers aren't even arguing over what to call it yet.
That should keep you out of mischief for a while. If, on the other hand, you're looking for mischief, you'll be wanting Air Out My Shorts.
Labels: fiction, humour, podcasts, science fiction
Sunday, May 13, 2007
The R U Sirius Show and Neofiles With R U Sirius will be attempting to stream video and audio while the shows are recorded, today at 2 PM Pacific or 10 PM GMT. There have been a few teething problems in the past few weeks, so cross your fingers before heading to the website.
Labels: Evolution, freedom, life extension, podcasts, R U Sirius, radio, science, web toys
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
You should be listening to Starship Sofa anyway, if you have any interest in science-fiction that is. But their H.G. Wells episode has the famous Mercury Theatre episode, which caused such hysteria in the United States in the 1930s, appended to the end. Beats Spielberg and Cruises effort into a cocked hat.
Labels: books, fiction, H.G. Wells, podcasts, radio, science fiction
Sunday, January 14, 2007
Linkathon
Simon Munnery has a blog. Yay!
You Park Like an Asshole. Being a pedestrian I must admit I'd prefer a website called 'You Drive Like a Twat' with an 'And You Cyclists Are Traffic Light Ignoring Bastards Too' subsection but I'll take what I can get.
Starship Sofa. Podcast discussing science-fiction authors. The Alfred Bester episode is the only one I've listened to thus far, but I did enjoy that. Sigh, maybe if I quit work I can watch all the TV shows, read all the books, see all the films and listen to all the podcasts I want to. Anyone want to support me in a life of leisure?
What Should I Read Next? Apparently, if you've read a Neil Gaiman book you should read all the Narnia books. How likely is it that people will have read Neil Gaiman and not read the Narnia books beforehand?
< disengage literary snobbery >
Jen Wang. Lovely art, I especially liked Touchfood.
Polly Borland's Alison Goldfrapp gallery.
Doomsday clock advanced closer to midnight next wednesday. I've got a job interview on wednesday morning, so that's some news that'll put me in the right frame of mind. "Why should we give you this job?" "Why should you give me this job? It's pointless really, we're all doomed..." [via Slashdot]
The next Star Trek film will be young Kirk and Spock. Did these jokers learn nothing from Enterprise ? Or is this some scientific endeavour to see how far turned in on themselves they can go? Take a leaf from Doctor Who guys, go boldly where you haven't gone boldly before, rather than those places where everyone before you hung around.
Steve Jobs heralds new wave of street crime. ‘We’re confident that this phone is so sexy that opportunistic criminals will be unable to prevent themselves from knocking owners to the ground before wrestling the device from their hands and running off down the road.’ External testicles proves ‘unintelligent design’. ‘Why would anyone intelligent put something as sensitive as testicles in a little sack on the outside? Surely this proves the concept of ‘Unintelligent Design’?'
Top 100 Fundies Say The Darndest Things Quotes. I am a bit troubled. I believe my son has a girlfriend, because she left a dirty magazine with men in it under his bed... "I can sum it all up in three words: Evolution is a lie"... "If your original Hebrew disagrees with my original King James --- your original Hebrew is wrong. If your original Hebrew agrees with my original King James, your original Hebrew is right." [via Link Machine Go]
Sling.
You Park Like an Asshole. Being a pedestrian I must admit I'd prefer a website called 'You Drive Like a Twat' with an 'And You Cyclists Are Traffic Light Ignoring Bastards Too' subsection but I'll take what I can get.
Starship Sofa. Podcast discussing science-fiction authors. The Alfred Bester episode is the only one I've listened to thus far, but I did enjoy that. Sigh, maybe if I quit work I can watch all the TV shows, read all the books, see all the films and listen to all the podcasts I want to. Anyone want to support me in a life of leisure?
What Should I Read Next? Apparently, if you've read a Neil Gaiman book you should read all the Narnia books. How likely is it that people will have read Neil Gaiman and not read the Narnia books beforehand?
< disengage literary snobbery >
Jen Wang. Lovely art, I especially liked Touchfood.
Polly Borland's Alison Goldfrapp gallery.
Doomsday clock advanced closer to midnight next wednesday. I've got a job interview on wednesday morning, so that's some news that'll put me in the right frame of mind. "Why should we give you this job?" "Why should you give me this job? It's pointless really, we're all doomed..." [via Slashdot]
The next Star Trek film will be young Kirk and Spock. Did these jokers learn nothing from Enterprise ? Or is this some scientific endeavour to see how far turned in on themselves they can go? Take a leaf from Doctor Who guys, go boldly where you haven't gone boldly before, rather than those places where everyone before you hung around.
Steve Jobs heralds new wave of street crime. ‘We’re confident that this phone is so sexy that opportunistic criminals will be unable to prevent themselves from knocking owners to the ground before wrestling the device from their hands and running off down the road.’ External testicles proves ‘unintelligent design’. ‘Why would anyone intelligent put something as sensitive as testicles in a little sack on the outside? Surely this proves the concept of ‘Unintelligent Design’?'
Top 100 Fundies Say The Darndest Things Quotes. I am a bit troubled. I believe my son has a girlfriend, because she left a dirty magazine with men in it under his bed... "I can sum it all up in three words: Evolution is a lie"... "If your original Hebrew disagrees with my original King James --- your original Hebrew is wrong. If your original Hebrew agrees with my original King James, your original Hebrew is right." [via Link Machine Go]
Sling.
Labels: art, cars, comedians, Fundamentalists- Christian, humour, podcasts, science fiction, Simon Munnery, Star Trek, Weapons of Mass Destruction
Sunday, October 29, 2006
It's Hallowe'ee'ee'ee'ee'een (I always start spelling that word with no clear idea about how to stop). In America this is an anaemic bloodless festival dreamt up by dentists to pay for their kid's college education. In the United Kingdom the children's hunt for sweets is merely a cultural custard skin over a deeper psychological belief that the dead fucking walk . This is why I doubt that Rapturology will ever find much root amongst the dour Protestants and CofE, God has already forsaken them.
Anyway, if you want an All Hallows Eve spookening, head over to Pseudopod. There have only been nine episodes so far, a couple of them were misfires but most of them are satisfyingly eeky.
Anyway, if you want an All Hallows Eve spookening, head over to Pseudopod. There have only been nine episodes so far, a couple of them were misfires but most of them are satisfyingly eeky.
Sunday, October 01, 2006
End of an Eara.
Gendertalk has closed down!. I'd been listening, on and off, since sometime towards the very end of the last century. What a shame, that was a great show.
Labels: podcasts
Friday, September 08, 2006
Tired but happy.
I've been using London Walks for the last couple of weeks (and must get round to donating to him at some point) and this week did two, from St Pauls to The Monument then back again.
Popped into Gosh and confirmed that Great Ormands Street Hospital have buggered up a release over here for Lost Girls for a year or two at least. Off to Amazon.com for me then. Anyone know if Paul Gambaccini is a comics fan? I thought it was him I was queueing up behind in Gosh but I didn't see his face and may have been crazy.
I've been using London Walks for the last couple of weeks (and must get round to donating to him at some point) and this week did two, from St Pauls to The Monument then back again.
Popped into Gosh and confirmed that Great Ormands Street Hospital have buggered up a release over here for Lost Girls for a year or two at least. Off to Amazon.com for me then. Anyone know if Paul Gambaccini is a comics fan? I thought it was him I was queueing up behind in Gosh but I didn't see his face and may have been crazy.
Labels: Alan Moore, comics, London, podcasts
Thursday, August 31, 2006
Is Popular Science a magazine aimed at kids? Only call me an old fuddy-duddy but a magazine that has a podcast that 'comes from the moon' and is only around seven or eight minutes long when you deduct the crap from the beginning and end about it being 'from the moon', that's got to be for the more credulous seven year olds, right?
