Wednesday, December 29, 2004

Winter Light

Faded blue miniature lamps, strung from a post with a red plastic star at its summit, start to stand out in the gathering snowy gloom.

Meanwhile, back in Port Blair, scenes of stark horror under the white hot noon bloat into inarticulate states of silence.


Irving J. Kenderson presents - in creative association with


the Chance Parker production of

Yakkings of MELMOTH

An Epic Wandering into the heart of what's shakin' wherever and whenever the need to expostulate erupts...
It could be at any time and under any circumstance.

The previous utterance is the ONLY WARNING that will be given, as the Yakkings cannot be directed, hogtied, and/or otherwised coerced.


Let the Yakkings BEGIN!