I was petrified Firesign would be like nearly everything else I re-discover from the 60s and 70s–it hadn’t aged well. Fear unfounded. They were ahead of their time. We’re only now catching up.
I dropped a reference to Firesign via Twitter and had a bunch of people respond with lines from one of their records. I suspect I can still recite the words to both sides of “Waiting for the Electrician or Someone Like Him” and “How Can You Be In Two Places At Once When You’re Not Anywhere At All.” Their records (this was the pre-cassette, pre-CD, pre-digital era) were intellectual and silly simultaneously.
Here’s a very short sample from their webpage.
I searched and found Phil Proctor’s email address and sent him a note. His was the first Firesign name that came to mind. I don’t know him. He responded quickly.
I listened to my Firesign Theater records and listened again… and again… and again. These guys were like gods to me. I wonder if they knew?