
Chango Chingamadre Stories
& Other Moral Fictions (1986-2018)
By: Shane Robinson (Editor), R. V. Branham
Paperback | 25 January 2019
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Excerpt from AT THE ACADEMY OF MESOZOIC DANCE: AN INTRODUCTION: Welcome to audition and placement examinations for the Academy of Mesozoic Dance, First Year Forms. Applications are open to any dinosaur between two and six years of age, and must be stamped by a parent. (Biological parent only.) No Guardians, except for Orphans or Parricides. If one has questions, one should wait until after the examination results are announced.) As with years past, we shall use Le Sacre du Printemps for ambience. And may the better dinosaur rip the flesh of the lesser, figuratively speaking of course. ADOLESCENT DANCES: Will the Hadrosaurs... Yes, all duckbills, please come to the bar as one's name is announced: Parasaurolophus, Lambeosaurus, Saurlophus, Corythosaur. Please, Madame Maiasaurus! One must either watch impartially or be asked to leave! We do not want to have to resort to calling in Officer Rex, now do we? Excuse me, girls. When I call out a position, it will be executed punctually and without inquiry. Are we understood? Failure to follow instructions accurately may result in immediate disqualification. Okay! Now: Music, please! Girls: Demiplié, all positions, except the third. Very good. Watch your heads, use the second position of the head until told otherwise. Mademoiselle Lambeosaurus, must one be reminded that one is not holding a violin? Watch those positions ouvertes, Mademoiselle Corythosaur... Do not separate the feet so wide. This is the Dance, not the ablution. Five poses derrières, followed by ten poses devants. Please give it more than your all, better than your very best. And what is the meaning of this?! DRESS REHEARSAL ABDUCTION: Who's responsible for this?! Who let those Heterodontosauruses in, the randy buggers!? Girls, come back! Where is Officer Rex when one needs him? We might as well continue... ROUNDS OF SPRING: Please come to the bars, yes to the bars, when your name is announced. Now: Mr. Brontosaurus... You changed your name to what? To Apatosaurus? That all may be fine and well for your egocentric parents, bit it wiillll not do for the Academy, it will not do at all. Mr. Brontosaurus, Mesdemoiselles Stegosaurus and Plateosaurus, Mr. Megalosaurus... Please, members of the audience, one must refrain from fat jokes, one must shut up. Yes. Music. Please, young ladies and young gentlemen. Keep a very wide distance between one's face and one's neighbor's tail. Speaking of tails, one must be very very careful to control the motions of one's tail during the Dance. It is the essence of the Dance. Now! Five grand pliés! Fair. Not bad, not good, but not bad. At all times both heads and tails in first position. Very good, it shows pride. Positions soulevées, all of them, in no particular order. Improvise. Think cloud. Better than one would expect. Interesting. GAMES OF THE RIVAL BURROUGHS: Everyone, being all applicants, to the bars! Stretching exercises! One may play, but no duels, no combat. We, being your examiner and head of this Academy, will take a brief break for evaluation considerations. Again, behave. There will be monitors in our absence.
Industry Reviews
Review Quotes:
“RV Branham’s Chango Chingamadre Stories is a phosphorescent work of life & death, though not always in that order.”
– Richard Nash, founder, Cursor, publishing ed., Soft Skull Press, Red Lemonade
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“R.V. Branham’s storytelling is wholly unique. His characters—from dinosaurs in ballet class to the nurse who works intake in Heaven to junk-sick jazzmen, barflies, and drifters—get under the skin and remain, delighting and confounding in equal measure. These stories read sometimes as allegory, as love letter, as funeral dirge, masterfully navigating absurdity and hilarity and sincerity with alluring and devastating effect. Chango Chingamadre Stories is a reading experience I won’t soon forget.”
— Matthew Robinson, author, The Horse Latitudes, co-author, The Jesus He Deserved
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“Einstein would have called it spooky action at a distance. The particles of Portland’s mainstream literary marketplace are entangled with a laboratory of raw and experimental work that burbles underground. Its entrance eludes your GPS; you can only find it by following your own breadcrumbs through the dark forest. When you finally groan the lab’s rusting iron door open, no guards bar your way. Instead, a mad scientist beckons you inside and hands you a test tube. His smile is wide. His hair is wild. You’re not sure whether you’re qualified to handle all these dangerous chemicals, but the man in the lab coat seems unconcerned. He tosses you a pair of safety goggles and gestures to an unmanned Bunsen burner. The other technicians smile and wave, then return to their colorful tubes and beakers. How can you resist? After a few Hail Marys, you’re spinning deep in your first crucible. Who was that man at the door? It was RV Branham, and he’s been keeping this lab alive for years.”
— Tiffany Lee Brown: poet, essayist, newspaper correspondent, & Plazm magazine editor
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“R. V. Branham doesn’t tell a simple tale simply.”
— Gardner Dozois, ed., Year’s Best S.F. Series *
*) Full disclosure; as ed. of Asimov’s S.F. magazine, & of myriad anthologies, Gardner Dozois through the years bought several of r.v.b.’s stories. The man had taste.
i.: Chango Chingamadre Stories:
Dinosaur Pliés
Lady With Teddy Bear
& Sky Fucks Tobacco... (exquisite corpse collaboration: r.v.b., Mark Gunderson, Joseph Mahony Alaura O’Dell, Ninah Pixie, Julian Tulip, & dAS)
First Job, Last Job
Micromorphosis
Chango Chingamadre, Dutchman, & M.E.
Heaven, heaven is a place
the Colour of Grass, the Colour of Blood
ii.: Greetings from Little Beirut:
Famous Blue Raincoat, slight return
Staircase, Hourglass, Sundial, Sand
Boy (Go): (i.) Drew’s Story; (ii.) Boy with a Gun
Slaves of Vesuvius
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— Soubriquet given to Portland Oregon by Pres. Pappy Bush’s staff in ref. to the thousands of protestors who greeted him at each & every visit to our fair city, with cadres of guerilla cheerleaders vomiting red white and blue
ISBN: 9781642045796
ISBN-10: 1642045799
Published: 25th January 2019
Format: Paperback
Language: English
Number of Pages: 356
Audience: General Adult
Publisher: LIGHTNING SOURCE INC
Dimensions (cm): 15.24 x 10.16 x 1.88
Weight (kg): 0.21
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