An Hour With Bob
Jul. 22nd, 2012 10:51 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jwghLast November, I was on a local public access cable talk show called 'An Hour With Bob'. My experience of the show was:
There were two guests. The first was a woman who used to be a local TV newscaster and currently is author of a self-published book called 'The 13th Apostle' which sounded like it was kind of in the mold of 'The Da Vinci Code'. The second was a guy who had been on The Amazing Race reality show a few years before and he and Bob basically talked about the current season of The Amazing Race and related topics during that segment. I played three songs, one during a break in the interview with the first guest, once between guests, and one at the end of the show. Bob talked to me a little bit about my music and influences and whatnot before my first song.
I got there a little early and got to see Bob and the first guest flirt a bit. When the second guest arrived Bob started to introduce them and this conversation occurred:
GUEST #1: "Hey, weren't you on the Amazing Race?"
GUEST #2: "Yes!"
GUEST #1: "What was it like?"
GUEST #2: [searching for words]: "It was ... incredible."
The station had recently got a new TV camera and the techies were playing around with it and having a good time.
After the show, I had this conversation with Bob:
BOB: "Hey, do you ever go to Hooters?"
ME: "What?"
BOB: [hands me a Hooters coupon for hot wings]
Bob said he would send me a DVD of the show, but it is eight months later and no DVD has been forthcoming, so I think I won't be getting it after all.
The whole experience reminded me a little of the Larry Sanders Show.
BONUS CONTENT: Here is the beginning of The 13th Apostle:
CHAPTER 1 -- ANCIENT DOCUMENT
High in the Tibetan mountains a secret monastery alive with the spirit of God hung over the edge of a cliff overlooking creation. Brother David, one of the many monks who called this place home was inside considering the legitimacy and the contents of an ambiguous document which lay before him.
Disturbed he discreetly and cautiously raised his eyes from his reading. He swiveled his head slowly side to side to see what had his sixth sense kicking in. Before this he never knew for sure he had a sixth sense. Somehow he knew now and it was working overtime.
As he scanned the room he saw no one, but could clearly feel the presence of someone or something watching him. Its quiet existence filled the room. Brother David had just intellectualized the most blasphemous material he had ever laid eyes upon. The human mental consumption of it apparently invited veiled company. What was stranger, the presence didn't feel malevolent. It was strong and powerful but not intimidating. Almost like an ancient guardian of sorts, there to protect the document, but not intervene.
"Where did it come from and what's it doing here in the monastery?" He wondered. Brother David was overwhelmed with physical and emotional stress.
With sweat starting to bead upon his forehead and his heart beginning to race out of control, he stopped what he was doing, hastily rolled up the scroll and rushed down the hall to find the one man he trusted completely, Brother John.
He found his superior on his knees, three rooms down, quietly deep in prayer. Brother David rushed into the room, grabbed his brother's shoulder firmly and waved the dusty, old scroll at him. He did so, while choking out indistinguishable thoughts:
"I… it, it can't… what is?"
There were two guests. The first was a woman who used to be a local TV newscaster and currently is author of a self-published book called 'The 13th Apostle' which sounded like it was kind of in the mold of 'The Da Vinci Code'. The second was a guy who had been on The Amazing Race reality show a few years before and he and Bob basically talked about the current season of The Amazing Race and related topics during that segment. I played three songs, one during a break in the interview with the first guest, once between guests, and one at the end of the show. Bob talked to me a little bit about my music and influences and whatnot before my first song.
I got there a little early and got to see Bob and the first guest flirt a bit. When the second guest arrived Bob started to introduce them and this conversation occurred:
GUEST #1: "Hey, weren't you on the Amazing Race?"
GUEST #2: "Yes!"
GUEST #1: "What was it like?"
GUEST #2: [searching for words]: "It was ... incredible."
The station had recently got a new TV camera and the techies were playing around with it and having a good time.
After the show, I had this conversation with Bob:
BOB: "Hey, do you ever go to Hooters?"
ME: "What?"
BOB: [hands me a Hooters coupon for hot wings]
Bob said he would send me a DVD of the show, but it is eight months later and no DVD has been forthcoming, so I think I won't be getting it after all.
The whole experience reminded me a little of the Larry Sanders Show.
BONUS CONTENT: Here is the beginning of The 13th Apostle:
CHAPTER 1 -- ANCIENT DOCUMENT
High in the Tibetan mountains a secret monastery alive with the spirit of God hung over the edge of a cliff overlooking creation. Brother David, one of the many monks who called this place home was inside considering the legitimacy and the contents of an ambiguous document which lay before him.
Disturbed he discreetly and cautiously raised his eyes from his reading. He swiveled his head slowly side to side to see what had his sixth sense kicking in. Before this he never knew for sure he had a sixth sense. Somehow he knew now and it was working overtime.
As he scanned the room he saw no one, but could clearly feel the presence of someone or something watching him. Its quiet existence filled the room. Brother David had just intellectualized the most blasphemous material he had ever laid eyes upon. The human mental consumption of it apparently invited veiled company. What was stranger, the presence didn't feel malevolent. It was strong and powerful but not intimidating. Almost like an ancient guardian of sorts, there to protect the document, but not intervene.
"Where did it come from and what's it doing here in the monastery?" He wondered. Brother David was overwhelmed with physical and emotional stress.
With sweat starting to bead upon his forehead and his heart beginning to race out of control, he stopped what he was doing, hastily rolled up the scroll and rushed down the hall to find the one man he trusted completely, Brother John.
He found his superior on his knees, three rooms down, quietly deep in prayer. Brother David rushed into the room, grabbed his brother's shoulder firmly and waved the dusty, old scroll at him. He did so, while choking out indistinguishable thoughts:
"I… it, it can't… what is?"
