Jan 21, 2011

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Chickenpiece Theater, Vol. 1: Animal Crackers


Animal Collective: Daily Routine; Slippi

(Animal Collective are going on tour again. To commemorate this momentous event, here’s Issue 1 of Seizure  Chicken’s newest ongoing column, Chicken Piece Theater.)

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(INSPECTOR PAVEMENT P. RADIOHEAD and DETECTIVE BUILT T. SPILL are in the DIRTIEST POLICE PRECINCT EVER in Miami. With them is SHERIFF RICK ROSS, leading a disheveled ANIMAL COLLECTIVE, who is in handcuffs.)

COLLECTIVE: …if it wasn’t for you meddling kids!

RADIOHEAD: your intricate polyrhythms, evocative shifting harmonies and endless replay value nearly had us fooled!

ROSS: might I mention how my prior experience as a correctional institute officer was the buffalo sauce on the chicken wings of this investigation?

SPILL: did he just say that?

(UNASSUMING SECRETARY hides CHICKEN WINGS)

RADIOHEAD: tell us again what you’re guilty of!

ANIMAL COLLECTIVE: you know how during our live shows we play our songs on sampler pedestals?

SPILL: of course.

RADIOHEAD: of course.

ROSS: (tearing self away from suckling pig) …of course.

ANIMAL COLLECTIVE: each one of those was a portable meth lab.

SPILL: ah-HA!

RADIOHEAD: but why?

ANIMAL COLLECTIVE: it was only through secret meth labs that we could fill a room full of meth smoke, make sounds, manufacture critical consensus, and rule the world!

ROSS: genius!

(RADIOHEAD, SPILL are in the ROSS FAMILY KITCHEN.)

RICK ROSS: (emerges from RUMPUS ROOM buttoning GIANT PANTS) you two are a hell of a couple investigators, and you’re welcome back in Miami anytime.

RADIOHEAD: we’ll see how easy it is for Animal Collective to tour from Quantico State Penitentiary!

SPILL: …I hear the warden is a real asshole!

(All onstage DISSOLVE INTO LAUGHTER; star wipe to credits)


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