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Monday, January 07, 2008

Once, twice, three times a ging-a


So here we are again, standing at the dawn of a new year looking out across the landscape of all our hopes and dreams and thinking ‘When do I get another holiday?’. Personally, I love Christmas and all the New Year shenanigans but as I spent all of it shivering and slightly delirious with the flu, you’ll have to excuse the bitter and slightly acidic tinge to my tone. So without further ado, I’ll jump straight to the question on everyone’s quivering lips… what is going on with the Big ‘Ol BC?
Well the bloated and pudding filled frame of everyone’s favourite beat monkey is getting itself back into shape on the treadmill of new toons, ready to burst back on to the live scene for March 30th with a gig at Cardiff’s Barfly. Now I know that seems like a bit of a way off for all our BC pals who are thirsty for a sip of the old Bomb Culture vino, so just for you we’ll be sorting out a few ‘intimate’ warm-up gigs…news of which will be appearing here (fairly) soon(ish).

In other news, the BBC’s new Saturday night shite fest ‘The One and Only’ managed to top the fact that it’s a ‘talent’ show for celebrity look-a-likes by giving the top prize in the ‘Look like Lionel Ritchie’ category (Yep, seriously) to a ginger haired white bloke. They even blacked the guy up to make him more ‘ethnic’…Am I alone in thinking that it surely can’t be too long before ‘Strictly Minstrels’ comes zooming onto to our screens, where Bobby Davro, Ian from Eastenders and That bloke from that thing (y’know whatsisface), shove on afro wigs, whip down onto one knee and sing ‘Mammy’ whilst a panel of judges berate them for not being quite offensive enough?
Actually the whole ‘blacked up’ part of the show wasn’t that bad (especially as I was only half watching and didn’t realise he was until his interview) –It’s more the celebration of mediocrity that really pisses in my eyes. The idea that camp and kitsch entertainment equals family entertainment is endearing, especially in a country still so rife with homophobia, but the point is that by definition they are shite – That is exactly why they are camp and kitsch.
We think of ourselves as being some how more cultured than the rest of the world, yet our most popular cultural touchstones celebrate the banal and sub-standard, reaching ever lower for something with mass appeal that can unify a nation so fucking idiotic it thinks a ginger haired white guy pretending to be Lionel Ritchie is the height of Saturday night entertainment.
Ahh well fuck it, maybe it’s me that’s the fuckin’ idiot, why don’t I just take a stiff drink, a shot of valium, relax and let it wash over me. Ahhhhh that’s better…mind numbing…thoughts going away….hurrrrrr hur hur…ginger Lionel is funny…..ha ha…ha.
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