Why, It’s Just This Little Chromium Switch, here…

You people are SO superstitious.

Dear Friends, I'm going back to music tomorrow. Sorry about this interlude, but this is really stuff you should know about.

243 of 365.

In which we find our stalwart heroes of the late era of radio, making their 3rd studio album.
The stuff on this is so thick it is marmalade. There is so much comedy coming at you that if you blink, you will die! Literally Die!

So this is the radioplay story of George LeRoy Tirebiter, a former child actor, watching himself on television.
Well, it is and it isn't It's somebody who lives in Sector R watching television, and some of it includes George LeRoy Tirebiter and his exploits thru his Archie radioplay life of "High School Madness", and his exploits in Vietnam in the film of "Parallel Hell", and other various televangelist clips and Commercials that happen in Tierbiter's martial law reality.

This is seriously the most insane, densest, most creative comedy album ever written. Plus, it's a bit recursive. Tirebiter makes a phone call for a pizza with no anchovies to Nick Danger at one point on the previous albums. Of Course they never come up into the hills!
Paranoia level on this one, 10.92.

Sidenote, This album changed the way I thought about sketch comedy. Real? The last reel. Of this vintage motion picture.

The Firesign Theatre. Don't Crush That Dwarf Hand me the Pliers.
Columbia Records, 1970.