N.P.M.H.

Greetings and Welcome,

From what I understand I’ve been away for quite some time…Well; I’m back.

It’s been an exciting couple of years upstairs. Ands lots has been rattling around in me old head. But I’ve learned a lot, I ve woken up, I grew up. It is time for a new beginning, no more killing myself to live. I stuck my neck out long enough, and it was worth every nick, cut, and scrape. John Gockman the writer is in retirement and he will not be attending University as he is not a Spoiled Child. So, thank you all for listening , and I hope you are all as excited as I am to follow my journey into Gunmetal, TV Yellow, and The Purebred Stems. Just remember, its all about time and space, AND don’t ever worry, because its only New Post Modern Hysteria.

Its an exciting time for T.V. Yellow Production, Time Space Surrealism, and The Stems. Have you seen Mark A. Metzger’s website yet? If not, Don’t worry, It’s only New Post Modern Hysteria, but you Better Take a Gander, it’s so choice.

“So is there a reason for all this?” You ask.

“We are doing this in honor of our World’s lack of expression. Baby, baby, baby, where did our love go?”

Politics, Music, Art, Economics. All of it is governed by Post Modern ideals. Inchoate morsels of nothingness. That’s what they tell me over at University anyway. Well, what does this all encompassing umbrella of a term even mean? I HAVE NO IDEA! But I do want to know how it was able to seamlessly cast its large net over everyone. No one questions it, and it has been going on for far too long. It is rubbish to me, as it should be rubbish to everybody. So I am going to put an end to it.

Do you want to know what this really is?

Fine Ill tell you, it’s fear, fear induced hysteria. Manufactured paranoia. A fractured narrative. And it is taking you, me, and everyone we know with it. This is fear of people, fear of ourselves, fear of failure, fear of loss, fear of isolation, fear of our closest friends, fear of involvement, fear of rejection, fear of commitment, fear of sickness, fear of deprivation, fear of intensity, fear of inadequacy, fear of emotion, fear of GOD, fear of knowledge, fear of death, fear of responsibility, fear of sin, fear of virtue, fear of guilt, fear of punishment, fear of damnation, fear of the consequences of our actions, and fear of our own fear.

And we will no longer stand for it.

We are after a more placid existence. We don’t want fame, dollars, and trees (though someone’s gotta git enuf lettuce to support yer shoe fetish). What we want is Catharsis. Imagine you are on your way to a place you have never been before and you begin to envision it in your head. Pretty soon your mind is filled with ideas of your destination. You can see every bit of the minutiae clearly. Every rug, rag, and hood ornament comes to life and begins to complete your vision. Then, suddenly, as you begin to approach your destination and actually commence living in it’s time and space, your anticipations begin to narrow, your visions begin dissipate, you arrive, it is nothing like you imagined, and soon you can no longer remember your primary vision. The gap has closed. Well, we want to explore that gap. That is Time Space Surrealism.

Want to mind that gap with us?

Get ahead of the parade, and even more when you trade (in your fear) for a more placid existence. Thanks for listening, and take care.

Your Friend,

Studebaker Television