AtDDtA(15): A Space No Longer Entirely Readable

[robinlandseadel at comcast.net]

        Davemeister:

        CHAPTER 5

        The Japanese amulet. Flashback to Zoyd's 
        flight to Hawaii (on Kahuna Airlines) in pursuit 
        of Frenesi -- who, we discover, had left Zoyd 
        for Brock Vond. We meet Frenesi's mother 
        Sasha, a long-time leftist. In Hawaii, Zoyd tries 
        to win back Frenesi, but she's not interested. 
        In a flashback, we get more exposition on 
        Sasha. Back in Hawaii, Zoyd gets a gig playing 
        keyboards on Kahuna Airlines flights. There's 
        a weird "Martian" hijack. Zoyd saves a mysterious 
        Japanese businessman, Takeshi Fumimoto, who 
        gives him a magic "talisman" business card: the 
        same amulet that began the chapter.

        p. 56 "Kahuna Airlines"    A reference to those silly 
        AIP beach party movies in which Frankie Avalon 
        was "The Big Kahuna." [cf. p. 62]

http://www.mindspring.com/~shadow88/chapter5.htm

[. . . .'course, this leads (ultimately) to "The Big Lebowski", more elsewhere 
on this blog, present for no better reason than:
 "it tied the whole room together").]

        "Since their Hawaiian escapades a few years previous 
        (The Chums of Chance and the Curse of the Great 
        Kahuna), Miles had become an enthusiatic ukulelist ..." 
        (p. 15)

http://waste.org/mail/?list=pynchon-l&month=0701&msg=114445

        And thanks again, Robin ...

http://waste.org/mail/?list=pynchon-l&month=0701&msg=114517

Why, sure Dave. While were're at it, let's all take it from the top, in G:

        Can't ya hear . . . them . . .
        (vumm) Uh Wack-ky Coconuts,
        (hm) Uh Wack-ky Coconuts,
        Thumpin' in a syn-copated island,
        Melodee . . .
        Con-tinuouslee. . . .

        Yes one by one those
        (vum) Wack-ky Coconuts,
        (vum) Wack-ky Coconuts,
        Fallin' on m' roof like the beat of some
        Jungle drum . . . (mm!)
        Vum-vum vum!

        Why won't those
        Ol' Wack-ky Coconuts, find some other place?
        Why should I remain in Wack-
        Ky Coconuts' embrace? Must be wacky 'bout

        (vum!) Wac-ky Coconuts,
        (vum!) Oh, those loco nuts,
        They're the coconuts
        For me!

Vineland, pgs. 65,66

[. . . .at least as far as mapping trajectories and demarcating other 
sorts of systems of location, the section I'll be hosting will be "no 
longer entirely readable". Of course, I'm sure we've had more than 
our fair share of dropouts anyway. . . .]