Som afrunding på jubilæumstemaet har jeg valgt at dedikere dagens indlæg til den bunke af Twin Peaks-memorabilia, som jeg gravede ud af glemslens hjørner under ugens research. Noget af merchandiset står i høj kurs på samlers marked (f.eks. Coopers lydbånd), mens andre effekter må nøjes med at påberåbe sig en vis sentimental værdi (pandekagemiks).
Lad denne lille guirlande af udvalgte erindringer tjene til minde om, hvordan Mark Frost og David Lynch tryllebandt vore påvirkelige unge sind med deres raffinerede genreleg. Og hvordan "Twin Peaks" i sine ypperste øjeblikke knitrede af en ganske enestående fortættet og forførende atmosfære, der jog sine strømførende fangarme lige ind i rygmarven med et besættende greb, som selv efter 20 år ikke lader sig slække.
Simon & Schuster Audio, 1990
Coops diktafonbeskeder til sekretæren Diane, løftet direkte fra lydsporet til seriens første sæson, er her foldet ind i en række nyskrevne monologer, som Kyle MacLachlan indtalte til formålet (og efterfølgende skaffede ham en Grammy-nominering i kategorien "spoken word"!). Det hele varer en lille time, og selv om denne udgivelse i dag indtager en plads i Twin Peaks' raritetskabinet, er indholdet ikke helt ophidsende nok til at retfærdiggøre prisen. Du kan høre båndet her.
One Eyed Jacks: "Falling - The Twin Peaks Dance Mixes"BMG Ariola, 1991
Dén havde jeg helt glemt. Kjeld Tolstrup laver tøffende hyggehouse af Julee Cruises titelsang "Falling", som til denne 12" blev genindsunget af Turid Christensen ("kendt" fra Dansk Melodi Grand Prix 1988). På to af de tre mix har Tolstrup desuden indføjet et mellemstykke, hvor MC Zipp - ham fra Cut'n'Move - rapper om "damn fine coffee" og "Laura Palmer on a disco biscuit". Der blev sågar lavet en musikvideo, som du kan se her!
Snoqualmie Falls Lodge Pancake & Waffle Mix.
Dét, der står på pakken. Primært købt på grund af det velkendte afbildede vandfald (selv om indholdet nok også har lokket).
Pioneer Books, 1990
Endnu en sjældenhed, men trods sin sjuskede opsætning er denne uautoriserede godbid værd at gå på jagt efter. Bogen indeholder interviews med en lang række nøglepersoner både foran og bag kameraet, og særlig interessant bliver den af at være skrevet inde fra orkanens øje, så at sige: Den udkom halvvejs igennem Twin Peaks' anden sæson, mens feberen endnu var på sit højeste.
"Twin Peaks Gazette" vol. 1, no. 3Deep Woods Publications 1991, red.: Martha Knight
Indholdet i den officielle Tindernes Tidende var en løjerlig blanding af faktuelle nyheder om ABCs tv-serie og fingerede artikler fra byens fiktive univers. I nærværende apriludgave fra 1991, der sælges brugt for $125 på Amazon, har Hank Jennings, Normas uvederhæftige eks-mand, således indrykket en kronik på side 3. Andetsteds fortæller skuespilleren Ray Wise (den uforglemmelige Leland Palmer!), hvordan kongen og dronningen af Spanien beordrede en gesandt af sted efter et videobånd, da monarkerne missede et afsnit af deres yndlingsserie på tv. Måske var den skizofrene redaktionelle linje, med sin dans omkring den fjerde væg, en af årsagerne til, at avisen gik ind efter tre udgivelser.
Twin Peaks Productions, Inc. & Access Press 1991
NU bliver det nørdet. En detaljeret, 112 sider lang, rigt illustreret PARODI på en rejsebog, der beskriver EN FIKTIV BY FRA EN TV-SERIE. Nidkærheden strækker sig helt ned til mikroniveauet, hvor profilmønstrene på brædderne fra savværket beskrives indgående, og den komplette liste over de 80 sange i RR Dinerens jukeboks får lov at fylde en hel side.
Lynch, Frost og en Richard Saul Wurman står krediteret som ophavsmænd, men kolofonen lader røbe, at det nærmere er seriens episodeforfattere, der har muntret sig med at hælde obskure fabrikater ud over siderne. Man skal virkelig være ihærdig for at læse samtlige kapitler, men om ikke andet er det i denne bog - på opslaget om træsnitningens glæder, såmænd - at man finder svaret på det ultimative tv-quiz-spørgsmål:
Hvad er Dale Coopers mellemnavn?
af Scott Frost
Penguin Books 1991
Et af de få af seriens biprodukter, der blev fundet værdigt til det danske marked, var "Laura Palmers hemmelige dagbog", som Lindhardt & Ringhof udgav i oversættelse i 1991. Ifølge titelbladet var indholdet "fundet af" David Lynchs datter, Jennifer.
Samme år tilfaldt det Mark Frosts bror, Scott Frost, at "transskribere" samtlige af Dale Coopers lydbånd, da det viste sig, at den nærmest manisk grundige FBI-agent havde indspillet et løbende kommentarspor til sit eget liv, siden han som 13-årig drengespejder i 1967 fandt en Norelco-spolebåndoptager under juletræet.
Modsat Lauras incestuøse notater nåede "The Autobiography of FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper" aldrig til Danmark, skønt den både som spin-off og selvstændig læseoplevelse er aldeles fremragende.
Med vittig sprogbeherskelse og en sikker fornemmelse for karakterens klarøjede logik indfanger Frost ikke blot de snurrige idiosynkrasier, som kendetegnede Kyle MacLachlans ikoniske tolkning af rollen. Det lykkes også at føje nye, pirrende lag til portrættet af den evigt undrende opdager, som gennem bogens spænd på 22 år gør sine dyrekøbte erfaringer med såvel kvindekønnet som det truende mørke, der løber gennem hans liv som en anelsesfuld understrøm.
Med nedenstående gengivelse af en af de mere humoristiske episoder fra Dale Coopers formative periode erklærer jeg hermed denne temauge for vel overstået.
This is me, Brie, signing off.
Fra "The Autobiography of FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper"
(Part 3, Chapter 2, pp. 89-94)
December 27, 1973, 11 P.M. [Coopers 19. år]
Have decided that as long as I am home with some free time, I will use the time wisely and undertake to test certain limitations within the human body that I find bothersome.
The first is sleep. Roughly half of our life is spent in the quiet solitude of slumber. Outside of the obvious benefits of dreams and physical rest, I find it to be unacceptable that the same benefits cannot be achieved without such a commitment of time.
I am therefore going to attempt to establish two things. First, the duration for which my body can function effectively without sleep. And second, the minimum amount of sleep required to sustain a high level of operation. Log entries will be made on the hour beginning now.
December 28, 12 A.M.
Feel fine. Mental capacity functioning at a high level. Motor abilities suffering no impairment.
1 A.M.
The most challenging problem I anticipate facing is cutting the flow of coffee into my system. The intake of stimulants of any kind would render the exercise useless, so I have decided to forgo coffee for the sake of scientific accuracy. No greater sacrifice has ever been made before in the name of science. Should note that I feel fine and can shuffle one deck of cards in each hand with no loss of proficiency.
2 A.M.
Strong and alert.
3 A.M.
Whatever happened to Ronald Colman? And what was the name of the fifth Marx brother? Feel strong. Mind functioning at high level.
4 A.M.
God spelled backward is dog. Believe the test pattern used in television is similar in its ability to clear the mind to a spinning Tibetan prayer wheel. Last hour completed fifty pushups in sixty seconds. Aside from slight heaviness in the eyelids, feel tip-top.
5 A.M.
The first blue hints of the sun are beginning to break on the western, make that eastern horizon. A barbershop quartet just sang the national anthem on the television. Had no difficulty singing along without forgetting any of the words.
6 A.M.
Sunrise. All is well.
7 A.M.
Feel stronger now that the sun is up. Am convinced that we do not need to spend as much time sleeping as we do. Also believe that peanut butter and bacon have been neglected as food groups, particularly when eaten together.
8 A.M.
Am sitting behind the wheel of the family car. Have detected no loss of my driving skills while it does seem that many of the people driving around me have suffered a loss of their driving skills.
9 A.M.
The perfection of design that the modern doughnut represents has been overlooked by the academic world. One perfect circle of air-cushioned dough encircling another one of empty space. Few achievements in this century have equaled this level of form marrying function. It should also be noted that they taste damn good.
10 A.M.
Feel alert, strong, and fit. Am beginning to think that sleep is much overrated.
11 A.M.
Suspected for a short time that there was a man hiding in my closet. Investigations turned up nothing. Believe he slipped out through the window when I was attempting several headstands.
12 P.M.
Still no problems. Appears the voice I was hearing in the closet was not a voice at all but echoes from my own chanting as I was doing headstands.
1 P.M.
What did ever happen to Ronald Colman?
2 P.M.
Noticed first detectable sign that my motor skills are deteriorating. Attempted to tie a bowline around a watermelon and hang it from the ceiling light. The knot slipped and the melon impaled itself on the bedpost. Am pleased to note, however, that there is no reduction in my mental capacity.
3 P.M.
Note that sex drive does not appear to be affected by sleep. Penis firm and erect after only seventeen seconds of viewing Miss December.
4 P.M.
Think I have made a terrible mistake going to college. Have decided to become a shepherd and spend my days tending to flocks of goats.
5 P.M.
Am not sure, but have the strangest feeling that the last hour of my life was borrowed by someone in the animal husbandry business.
6 P.M.
Darkness is falling. My mind and body feel strong and alert. Have checked all closets in the house to make sure that none of the little people are hiding in them.
7 P.M.
Discovered a watermelon impaled on my bedpost. Dad says that he is worried about me. I told him that all is fine, that Dale is just conducting a small experiment, and that he would be done soon.
8 P.M.
I never liked the name Dale. Always wish I had been born an Apache and named Ten Sticks. Why, I do not know.
9 P.M.
Counted eighty-three stars in the sky before they began jumping around and hiding behind the moon. Three more hours and I will have proven that sleep is not necessary to a complete and balanced way of life as long as all the closets are locked.
10 P.M.
Have drawn a self-portrait of myself. I find my use of line is assured and bold. My drawing touches the inner self that I am only now beginning to understand.
11 P.M.
Ninety-nine bottles of beer on the wall, ninety-nine bottles of beer. All is wheel. . . well. I do not like large bugs with wings.
December 29, 12 A.M.
Have now completed forty-eight hours without sleep. My mind is clear. Am now convinced that Lee Harvey Oswald did not act alone in Dallas. It is my belief that a man standing on the sidewalk of the grassy knoll holding an umbrella had a gun concealed in the device. It is also clear to me at this late hour that the death of Marilyn and that of the president were not unconnected. I find as I bring this experiment to a dose that I am very much in command of my faculties. And that the need for sleep is a much overrated assumption.
This is me, Ten Sticks.
December 30, 3 P.M.
Have just gone over my tapes of the previous days. The evidence would seem to speak for itself. I became a public health threat at about the forty-four-hour mark of sleep deprivation.
It should also be noted that as I finally let go of the conscious world and drifted into sleep, the most extraordinary and vivid dreams I believe I have ever experienced flooded my subconscious. I do not seem to remember most of them, but when I woke, the watermelon had been eaten and all the seeds placed inside my pillowcase.
Excerpt from "The Autobiography of FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper"
All rights © 1991 Twin Peaks Productions, Inc.
> 20 år med Twin Peaks: De andre dage
Jeg er imponeret over, at du har fundet Kjeld's og mit remix af "Falling"...
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Kan ikke længere huske, hvor jeg har 12-tommeren fra, men mener, jeg fandt den brugt engang sidst i 90'erne - måske endda i Tyskland?? Jeg var selv forbløffet over, at jeres mix lå på YouTube, da jeg forberedte TP-temaet til bloggen og anede heller ikke, at der fandtes en musikvideo. Den kunne da være sjov at se!
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