Comedy Double – Fantabulosa!

Aha, you thought I’d forgotten… actually I had, the holiday weekend made me lose track of what day it is. never mind, I remembered in time and here’s the comedy double. And have I got a bona selection today.

It’s so nice to vader these dolly old ekes again.First off, a brief history of Kenneth Williams’ camp comic creations, Julian & Sandy, the first openly gay charcters in British entertainment:

You can hear more of the hysterically funny Julian & Sandy on Round The Horne on BBC Radio 7, and a dictionary of polari can be found here.

Next is up is Kenneth Williams’ partner in radio crime, Hugh Paddick, making a rare television appearance in the only video I can find of him. ripped from what looks like a Danish-subtitlled broadcast of Morecambe and Wise. So that’s what he looks like. It’s one of Morecambe and Wise’s naughtier sketches, with a number of wicked little gay in-jokes.

Well, they were wicked for the time, though they’d be completely innocuous to anyone who saw Graham Norton.flirting shamelessly with Dr Who, the scrumptious David Tennant, on his show last week. This is part 1, parts 2-4 can be seen here.

And don’t forget your Dobbyroids, you’ll be needing them after that.

Today’s bonus clips are totally unrelated to the previous two: one’s a trailer for a Ken Burns’ spoof documentary on suburban life to be shown on PBS. It’s only mildly amusing, but it’s set to the Malvina Reynolds song ‘Little Boxes’,. You’ll be singing it all day.

Up next is an ode to the problem of the unibrow, a word I can’t read without thinking of Maggie’s evil Simpsons nemesis, the unibrowed baby Gerald.

Good Friday Comedy Double Triple Quadruple

After I’ve posted this I’m taking this weekend off blogging. The weather is gorgeous: the sky is blue and cloudless, the temperature clement; the garden is full of tulips in statuesque full bloom and all the waterside trees are dressed in a froth of blossom and fresh green. Thanks, global warming! The streets are thronged with what seems half the world’s youth, all en fete in their new spring clothes. Amsterdam has a barely suppressed air of freshness, gaiety and optimism, an all too brief moment in a city than can be so grim, grey and dour.

If I don’t do something a little more life-affirming than ponder death, destruction and the general shittiness of life for a while I swear I’ll rip out the spacebar from this kb and slit my wrists with it. But I didn’t want to just bugger off with no notice and without leaving a holiday treat, so to get us in the proper holiday mood, first up’s a seasonal classic.

(It’s Good Friday – how could I not?)

Staying on the spiritual enrichnment theme, today we’re going to spend this afternoon sitting under a tree at an Amsterdam canalside cafe in between shoe shops, watching the world go by and generally feeling smugly cosmopolitan. I already chose the shoes last week – the shopping is just a formality and an excuse to just loaf about gezellig cafes imbibing the holiday atmosphere. The rest of the weekend, who knows? What does one do when one does not blog?

Next clip is a relaxed chat to go with your hot cross buns (or regional paschal treat of choice should you celebrate Easter) and coffee -here’s some gentle comic iconoclasm from the sadly missed Dave Allen, who’s musing about the story of Adam and Eve:

Since no comedy double seems complete without a third video these days, here’s another and it’s -surprise, surprise – about religion again. I’d been looking for a clip of Louis Theroux’s documentary about the Westboro Baptist Church, which we watched on the BBC last week, when I found this instead: an elder male Phelps (the Phelps are known for their rigid fundyism and er, unique theology) being flirted with by an Australian interviewer who seems to know no fear. “…but they’re just so firm!” Heh.

What’s that you say? You want your Easter egg now?

Sorry, can’t do it – the chocolate clogs up the tubes and besides the Easter bunny has other plans this weekend.

Have a nice weekend – I’ll be back late Monday evening/Tuesday morning, euroweenie time, newly shod and spiritually refreshed.

OMFG, It’s MC Rove

Hiphop Rap is dead.

Thinkprogress has the unbelievable video of Karl Rove rapping at the Radio and Television Correspondents Dinner.

Believe it.

Video: Rove raps at correspondents dinner.

At tonight’s Radio and Television Correspondents Dinner, Karl Rove said he likes to “tear the tops off of small animals” in his spare time, then rapped about it as “MC Rove.”

At the same event, President Bush said of the U.S. Attorney scandal: “You know you’ve botched it when people sympathize with lawyers.”. Watch the video:

Comedy Double Plus

British comic Gina Yashere, whose video I’ve featured before on this blog, has been uploading lots of clips to her YouTube page and it’s such a big bag of goodies it’s hard to know which one to choose. In the end I just had to feature this one, of her recent concert trip to Iraq:

I went to Iraq to do some shows for the troops. 1- because I like a challenge, 2- because even though I am totally against this war, I’m also morbidly curious! This is a light hearted look at my trip

She’s got some gumption, as you’ll see in the video as she’s dangling over the edge of a helicopter. But now I want to see know what happened on the rest of the tour. More video please, Gina, if you’ve got it.

And now for something completely different – this little clip, on a surefire way to get and keep a man, is from Life Support, an old Australian spoof daytime lifestyle show. It being Australian comedy and therefore quite sick, this clip is not only NSFW but comes with a Great Big Red Warning Stickerfor those easily offended by humour about physical infirmity.

That seems all too horribly plausible after watching E! or a shopping channel or the like for any length of time.

Now for the bonus clip and a a real bonus it is too. This had us literally helpless with laughter when we saw it on the otherwise patchy new BBC3 sketch show Rush Hour last week. This is Adam Buxton (of the fondly remembered movies-with-soft-toys show The Adam and Joe Show) as a middle-class Rock Dad who plays his son NWA’s Fuck Tha Police, with live censoring.