After our promised global apocalypse and sci-fi sexual redemption did not materialize on July 5, 1998, I poured out my blistered feelings into this show. But the crushing disappointment gave way to a rhapsodic epiphany of joyous hope when I realized what we truly had left--and it was Slack abounding.
With Janis Joplin wailing her "Kozmic Blues" so sweet and hot that it can bring you to tears, this is my manifesto on what it really means what it is to be a SubGenius.