Skip to comments.Firesign Theater's Peter Bergman passes away
Posted on 03/10/2012 5:33:10 AM PST by sand lake bar
We are sad to report that Peter Bergman passed away in the early morning hours of Friday March 9, 2012 due to complications from leukemia. We will have more details as they become available.
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Sorry to hear of this.
A unique comedy troupe - RIP
How can you be two places at once when you’re not anywhere at all.
the bozo has left the bus.......
I've been shopping for a new car lately, and I really wish I could go see Ralph Spoilsport.
Nissan doesn't offer a Handy-Dandy Masonite Wild-West Gun Rack, with the Look of Real Wood.
Dave’s not here...
Now he is relaxing on the banks of the Wahdidoodah.
for many hours of enjoyment in my youth, Prayers up... RIP
Porgie? Porgie Tirebiter? Say it ain’t so...
“Shoes for industry, shoes for the dead!’’. Wow. Bummer. I was a Firesign fan for over thirty years. Saw them twice. Damn shame. RIP Porgie Tirebiter.
Thank you all for an enjoyable excursion into my comedic hip consciousness.
1/256 mile....1/512 mile...
If you lived here, you’d be home by now...
Urns? We don’t have urns. All we have are these cremated remains surrounders.
I'm Feb 29th and I've had a theory ( I think I invented it on an acid trip), that we never touch the ground while walking using the same principle that Antelope Freeway is never reached.
Anyway, that was my excuse for being an airhead.
It’s a mesa.
And it’s a butte.
Right purty, too...
“How can you be two places at once, when you’re not anywhere at all??”
“Shoes for industry. Shoes for the dead.”
RIP, Lieutenant Bradshaw.
Just remember what the boys down at the precinct house say, “Oh it ain’t no use if it ain’t got the boost - the bost you get from Loosener’s. Loosener’s Castor Oil Flakes.”
“That Louise Wong’s got a balcony you could do Shakespeare from!!”
Don’t step on that dwarf, pass me the pliers.
From the “Deputy Dan Coloring Book”:
“Don’t follow the balls when they make the street!!”
Don't crush that dwarf, hand me the pliers.
Another disturbing milestone in my quest for immortal life.
These guys were pure genius even if a full bubble off the straight and level.
RIP and thanks for the decades of smiles and outright laughs.
“In high school, he was an announcer on the campus radio system, but was dismissed when he joked that Communists had taken over the school. The principal, Russell Rupp, who issued the discipline was the inspiration for the Firesign character Principal Poop.”
Their records employed sound effects in ways considered pioneering in audio comedy at the time. More generally, they were considered important forerunners of comedy shows like Saturday Night Live.
Ed Ward, writing in The New York Times in 1972, described the third Firesign album, Dont Crush That Dwarf, Hand Me the Pliers, as a mind-boggling sound drama and a work of almost Joycean complexity.
Its almost impossible to summarize any Firesign album, Mr. Ward wrote, because most of their albums were so filled with intricate wordplay, stunning engineering and use of sound effects, breakneck pacing and, of course, a terribly complex story line.
When the Library of Congress placed Dont Crush That Dwarf in its National Recording Registry in 2005, The Los Angeles Times described Firesign Theater as the Beatles of comedy.
“...sleepin’ with tha bees!”
Mmmmm made with real glycerin vibrafoam?
I think it may be time to dig out the old lp’s.
Thanks for the laughs Peter...RIP.
And now, back to the freeway, which is already in progress....
A significant wing of our library has officially burned to the ground.
Now, he and the others cut their teeth on Pacifica Public Radio, and were, or are, huge libs, but that won't stop me from listening and ROTFLMAO the rest of this weekend.
GIANT TOAD SUPERMARKET!
Peach pits 3 for forty nine.
Moleskin cookies while they last.
Don’t worry about the flies; we won’t weigh them.
The Adventures of Nick Danger. Sigh.
Or a radio you can get Tierra del Fuego on, bucko!
“Most folks won’t know Pete was a true genius. His day job was as a scientist.”
True. He helped produce a machine for viewing angio cardiograms and measuring the blockage of the arteries of the heart.
In 1969, the “4 or 5 Krazy Guys” did some wacky TV ads for a local Los Angeles car dealer, Jack Poet Volkswagen:
Brings tears to my eyes.
We’re discounting everything that happens here at the world’s largest new used and used new automobile dealership: Ralph Spoilsport Motors here in the city of....Emphysema.
Let’s just look at the extras on this fabulous car! Wire-wheel spoke fenders and two-way sneeze through wind vents, star-studded mud guard, sponge-coated edible steering column, chrome fender dents - and factory air conditioned air from our fully factory-equipped air conditioned factory!
It’s a beautiful car friends, with doors to match! Birch’s Blacklist says this car was stolen but for you friends a complete price: only two-ninety-five hundred dollars in easy monthly payments of twenty dollars a week twice a week and never on Sunday!
Come in out of the cornstarch and dry your mukluks by the fire”
Sometimes I think that life is a parody of Firesign Theater
The Fabulous Furry Freak Brothers
Part of my DNA
RIP Peter Bergman
from a Bozo
Mudhead, at Communist Martyrs High School: “What are all of these Mexicans doing here?”
Thanx wideminded ... I guess I'm just another in the line of great thinkers/dreamers/acid heads
...or original factory air in the tires.
I guess Peter finally got the Really Big Disease.
Rest in peace. Thanks for all you did.
In the next world, he’s on his own.
Drop your load on the Giant Toad!
"Back from the Shadows again !
Out where an In-jun's your friend!
Where the veg'tables are green,
And you can pee into the stream!
Yes, we're back from the Shadows again!"
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