Showing posts with label Bill Hicks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bill Hicks. Show all posts

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Just a ride...

To the pub. We discussed comedy in our usual bickering, whinging, whining low-level way. Unfathomably, to me anyway, the frontman of The Interiors doesn't think that Bill Hicks is/was funny. Yet he finds Mitchell and Webb highly amusing. I don't. Comedy, and what makes us laugh, is all subjective and I do accept that, if not what was surely drink-induced stupidity from the frontman of The Interiors. Therefore, at a push and with a lot of generosity on my side, we are both right. Although I am more right than he is, because Bill Hicks is a very funny stand-up and Mitchell and Webb, well, there's two of them, so mathematically they should be twice as funny as Billy. But they are not even half as funny. The frontman of The Interiors is, I should add, very funny.

Tuesday, August 05, 2008

...and on and on...

Money, eurgh. Material wealth, eurgh. The rich are getting richer, grrr, and the arrears are getting bigger. Can't us poor people mobilise ourselves? I think I am boring quite a few people I know with my constant Citizen Smith-style wittering on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on. But I will not shut up until change is upon us.

Money doesn't buy you anything, it's an illusion. If there was no money on
this planet there wouldn't be any less food. It's a big cocksuck man. Money's
time is up. That's what people are realising, hopefully.

Bill Hicks, 1992.

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Sleeping with Hicks...

Be a shame not to blog again - I'm back in the daily groove. Today's excitement? I was physically floored and remained in bed until 5pm, where, between kips, I listened to Billy Hicks, George Carlin and Sam Kinison. Sheer poetry and jazz. With rude words an' all. It was lovely to drift in and out of sleep with all that going on... "we're Christians. We don't like what you said. So? Forgive me." "The very existence of flamethrowers proves that some time, somewhere, someone said to themselves, You know, I want to set those people over there on fire, but I'm just not close enough to get the job done." "Rock Against Drugs, what a name. Somebody was high when they came up with that title. It's like Christians Against Christ." "Go back to bed America, your Government is in control...you are free to do what we tell you."