(Youtube Direktbeardyman, via Mister Honk)
Der übertalentierte Beardyman hat dieses Video seines Auftritts im Underbelly auf dem Edinburgh Comedy Festival 2009 online gestellt. Eine Stunde lang Beatbox-Impro-Comedy vom Allerfeinsten.
Vorher auf Nerdcore:
Human Beatcook
Beardymans Jazzloop-Beatbox
Beardyman Beatboxing
Beardymans Schottland-Tour-Doku
Unfinished London – A Documentary by Jay Foreman (beardyman’s brother) and Paul Kendler
Gnihihihi! SCNR.
Carlos Laurel, 31, and Andre “Sug” Hardy, 39, of Lincoln Street, face eight charges related to cocaine trafficking. Police arrested Laurel and Hardy after they showed up at a Kingston residence and allegedly delivered 50 bags of cocaine to the unidentified occupant Tuesday at about 5:53 p.m. Police estimate street value of the cocaine was $2,500.
Hardy, who is on federal parole for previous cocaine distribution charges, also had 10 bags of marijuana hidden in his waistband, cash and a cell phone. Laurel is on Luzerne County probation until 2013 and has been previously arrested on drug-related charges, according to Luzerne County records.
Gestern abend waren Monty Python fast komplett im Interview in der Jimmy Fallon Late Night-Show. Michael Palin und die Asche von Graham Chapman waren nicht da, die faulen Säcke. Alle beide! Im obigen Video singt Eric Idle „Always Look on the Bright Side of Life“ begleitet von The Roots, auf der Website zur Late Night gibt’s noch alle möglichen Clips und das komplette Interview in vier Teilen.
Late Night with Jimmy Fallon: Monty Python Interview Part 1 (Danke Nilz!)
(Youtube Direktyouth, via YBNBY)
Craig Ferguson has figured it out: Why everything sucks und warum die Jugend daran schuld ist (wie an sowieso allem). Am Ende die Jonas Brothers einfach mit Tokio Hotel ersetzen, dann passt das auch bei uns. So true.
(Youtube Direktfuckingmoon, danke Willy!)
The Last Astronaut ist eine ziemlich lustige Web-Serie über einen 1972 auf der letzten Mission vergessenen Astronauten auf dem fucking Mond, der sich Zusammenfassungen der neuen Star Wars-Filme anhören muss, obwohl er schon als die Originale im Kino liefen auf dem fucking Mond war. Fünf weitere Folgen gibt’s hier.
Das hier ist die witzigste Geschichte, die ihr heute über die Mondlandung hören werdet. Und es wäre zu schön, wenn sie wahr wäre. Basiert aber leider „nur“ auf einem Witz eines Standup-Comedian.
When Apollo Mission Astronaut Neil Armstrong first walked on the moon, he not only gave his famous “one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind” statement but followed it by several remarks, usual com traffic between him, the other astronauts and Mission Control. Just before he re-entered the lander, however, he made the enigmatic remark “Good luck, Mr. Gorsky.”
Many people at NASA thought it was a casual remark concerning some rival Soviet Cosmonaut. However, upon checking, there was no Gorsky in either the Russian or American space programs. Over the years many people questioned Armstrong as to what the “Good luck, Mr. Gorsky” statement meant, but Armstrong always just smiled.
On July 5, 1995 (in Tampa Bay, FL) while answering questions following a speech, a reporter brought up the 26-year-old question to Armstrong. This time he finally responded. Mr. Gorsky had finally died and so Neil Armstrong felt he could answer the question.
When he was a kid, he was playing baseball with a friend in the backyard. His friend hit a fly ball which landed in the front of his neighbor’s bedroom windows. His neighbors were Mr. & Mrs. Gorsky.
As he leaned down to pick up the ball, young Armstrong heard Mrs. Gorsky shouting at Mr. Gorsky, “Oral sex! You want oral sex?! You’ll get oral sex when the kid next door walks on the moon!”
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Hier nimmt Stephen Colbert Twitter-Gründer Biz Stone und den 140 Zeichen-Service auseinander. Wer Colbert kennt, weiß dass über dem kompletten Interview ein riesiges ;-) schwebt. Hilarious!
Ich bin grade totally lost im Stan Laurel Correspondence Archive. Die Website Letters from Stan hat hunderte Briefe von Stan Laurel, sie analysiert seinen Schreibtisch und hat sogar Autogramm-Studien des vintage Comedy-Stars. Hier ein Snip von der Trauerrede von Dick Van Dyke vom 26. Februar 1965 im Forest Lawn Memorial Park, Glendale, CA.
Stan was never really applauded for his art because he took too much care to hide it, to conceal the hours of hard creative work that went into his movies. He didn’t want you to see that—he just wanted you to laugh, and you did!
He didn’t want you to see that—he just wanted you to laugh, and you did!
You could never get him to pontificate about comedy. He was asked thousands of times, all through his life, to analyze comedy.
“What’s funny?” he was always asked, and he always said: “How do I know? Can you analyze it? Can anybody? All I know is just how to make people laugh.”
That’s all he knew!
Letters from Stan (via Seehere)
(Youtube Direktgondry, via Polkarobot)
Hier das Video von Michel Gondry für „Carol Brown“ [Choir of Ex Girlfriends] vom neuseeländischen und genialen Comedy-Duo Flight of the Conchords. Ich finde Gondrys Spielfilme mitlerweile etwas anstrengend, in kleinerer Dosis wie in Musicvideos funktioniert sein Stil allerdings nach wie vor hervorragend.
(Youtube Direktobey, via Supertouch Art)
Shepard „Obey Giant“ Fairey spricht mit Stephen Colbert über sein Obama-Visual und Copyright. Nicht ganz so witzig, wie die Sendung mit Larry Lessig neulich, aber immer noch witzig genug.
(Youtube Direktcolbert, via BoingBoing)
Gestern abend war CC-Erfinder Larry Lessig in Stephen Colberts Colbert-Report und stritt mit ihm über Copyright und warum es unsere Kinder (und uns, ahem!) kriminalisiert.
Colbert: You say our copyright laws are turning our kids into criminals, because they’re keeping kids from doing all the remixing they want of pre-existing art and copywritten material, right?
Isn’t that like saying that arson laws are turning our kids into pyromaniacs?? They’re breaking the law! You can’t just throw the law out the window!
Lessig: “Totally failed war.” Is that familiar to you?
Colbert: No. No. You’re saying we need a surge?
Lessig: We tried the surge. For ten years we’ve been waging this war. Artists have not gotten any more money, businesses have not gotten any more profit, and our kids have been turned into criminals.
Am Ende streiten sie noch ein bisschen darum, ob man das Video nun remixen dürfe, oder nicht:
Colbert: Nobody should take my work and do anything with it that is not approved! Ever ever never ever take anything of mine and remix it! For instance, I will be very angry and possibly litigious if anyone out there takes this interview right here and remixes it with some great dance beat. And it starts showing up in clubs across America.
Lessig: Actually, we’re joint copyright owners. I’m ok with that. You can totally remix this. I’m fine with that.
Nun… ein paar Klicks später geschah, was geschehen musste…
[update] Hier ein weiterer Remix von Eclectic Method. (Danke Graipfruit!)
(Youtube Direktizzard, via Underwire)
Ich versuche mich ja grade so langsam an dieses 2009 zu gewöhnen, die ersten paar Dinge, die mir dazu einfallen sind Trägheit, Faulheit und Müdigkeit, was durch Feiertage und lange Wochenenden hinreichend zu erklären ist. Wie auch immer, starten wir dieses Jahr doch mit einer wirklich herzerwärmenden Geschichte.
Will Pike verpasste wegen der beknackten Terror-Anschläge von Mumbai den Auftritt von Eddie Izzard, einem begnadeten englischen Comedian, oben erzählt er ein bisschen was über Diktatoren und Hitler, den Nazi-Shithead. Der Vater von Pike schickte Izzard daraufhin einen Brief und bat darum, dass dieser dem Sohn irgendwas zukommen lassen solle, um den Verlust des verpassten Auftritts zu lindern. Eddie Izzard sagte ab und kam höchstselbst ins Krankenhaus und performte seine komplette 90-Minuten-Show am Krankenbett von Will Pike.
Will Pike, a 28-year-old Englishman, was badly injured in the tragic Mumbai terror attacks — shattering his body in a failed escape attempt. He has since returned to the U.K. and a spinal unit in a London hospital, hoping to walk again.
During Pike’s ongoing recovery, he and his girlfriend missed their eagerly awaited night out to see British comic Eddie Izzard. Pike’s father wrote Izzard, asking if the comic could send along a note to ease Pike’s disappointment and depression.
Izzard refused. Instead, the star of The Riches and Valkyrie showed up at the hospital and performed his entire 90 minute stand-up set at Pike’s bedside.
(Youtube Direktpispers, via Fefe)
Volker Pispers über die Finanzkrise, den Klimaschutz, Merkel und die Bayerische Landesbank. Brillant wie immer und leider so wahr.
(Youtube Direkt, via Holgi)
Für alle, die von der Finanzkrise genausoviel verstehen, wie ich: Loriot hat’s schon immer gewusst, der alte Fuchs.
Wenn man einmal von der Ertragsstabilität als restriktiver Notenbankpolitik im Sinne der Verminderung des realen Volumens der industriellen Bruttoanlageinvestitionen, die derzeit fünfdreiviertel Prozent unter dem Dow Jones Index liegen, absieht, kann ohne Wechselkursfreigabe oder stabilitive Selbstfinanzierungsmöglichkeit keine echte Kapazitätsauslastung ohne Inanspruchnahme paritativer Lomabrdkredite Diskontiert werden.
Mit einem Wort: Bullshitbingo. In diesem Sinne: Herzlichen Glückwunsch zum 85. Geburtstag, Vicco!
(Youtube Direkttriumph, via Laughing Squid)
Triumph The Insult Comic Dog verarscht Nerds auf der Comic Con in San Diego und ich hab’ eben Tränen gelacht. „So what’s your thing? You guys are supposed to be…?“ – „Spartans.“ – „Spartans?“ – „Yeah“ – „Heh, okay. Fight to the Death with your Sexuality!“ Bei Laughing Squid gibts noch Triumph The Insult Comic Dog auf dem Parteitag der Republikaner und in der Schlange bei der Premiere von Star Wars: Episode II.
„You’re a Battlestar Galactica Guy, here we go: Set your phasers on loser!“ I’m Wolveriiiiine, I’m Wolveriiiiiine… Gnihihihi…
(Youtube Direktapokalypse, via Metafilter)
Dieses Video vom Einschlag eines Meteoriten in die Erde hatte ich in seiner ernsten Form schonmal… irgendwann. Diese Variante mit Benny Hill-Soundtrack kannte ich aber noch nicht. Bitte unbeding mindestens bis 0:42 schauen, auch wenn man meint, das Video schon zu kennen.
In the new issue of Zoetrope, Francis Ford Coppola’s slept-on literary magazine, John Hughes has written an elegant and amusing foreword to his short story, “Vacation ‘58,’ which became the classic road-trip comedy National Lampoon’s Vacation. It’s a whirlwind tale, with Hollywood quietly snapping up the rights, and Hughes, to his amazement, finding himself adapting the screenplay, suddenly outfitted with the sine quibus non of show biz.
Falls sich jemand fragt, wer zum Geier George Carlin war und warum ich ihn so verehre: diesen Text lesen. Danach weiß man nicht nur, wie unfassbar großartig dieser Mann war, man weiß danach auch ziemlich genau, wie ich ticke.
E PLURIBUS BULLSHIT
Every time you’re exposed to advertising in America you’re reminded that this country’s most profitable business is still the manufacture, packaging, distribution, and marketing of bullshit. High-quality, grade-A, prime-cut, pure American bullshit.
And the sad part is most people seem to believe bullshit only comes from certain predictable sources: advertising, politics, salesmen, and lawyers. Not true. Bullshit is everywhere. Bullshit is rampant. Parents are full of shit, teachers are full of shit, clergymen are full of shit, and law enforcement is full of shit. The entire country is full of shit- and always has been. From the Declaration of Independence to the Constitution to the “Star Spangled Banner,” it’s nothing mroe than one big, steaming pile of red white and blue, all-American bullshit.
Think of how it all started: America was founded by slave owners who informed us, “All men are created equal.” All “men,” except Indians, Niggers, and women. Remember, the founders were a small group of unelected, white, male, land-holding slave owneres who also, by the way, suggested that their class be the only one allowed to vote. To my mind, that is what’s known as being stunningly- and embarrassingly- full of shit. And everyone bought it. All Americans bought it.
And those same Americans continue to shot their ignorance with all this nonsense about wanting their politicians to be honest. What are these cretins thinking? Do they realize what they’re wishing for? If honesty were suddenly introduced into American life, everything would collapse. It would destroy this country, because our system is based on an intricate and delicately balanced system of lies.
And I think that somehow, deep down, Americans understand this. That’s why they elected- and reelected- Bill Clinton. Because given a choice, Americans prefer their bullshit right out front, where they can get a good, strong whiff of it. Clinton may have been full fo shit, but at least he let you know it. And people like that.
In ‘96, Dole tried to hide his bullshit, and he lost. He kept saying, “I’m a plain and honest man.” People don’t believe that. What did Clinton say? He said, “Hi folks! I’m completely full of shit, and how do you like that?” And all the people said, “You know what? At least he’s being honest. At least he’s honest about being completely full of shit.”
WILL THEY BUY THIS BULLSHIT?
It’s the same in the business world. Everyone knows by now all businessmen are completely full of shit; the worst kind of lowlife, criminal cocksuckers you can expect to meet. And the proof is, they don’t een trust each other!
When a businessman sits down to negotiate with another businessman, the first thing he does is assume the other guy is a complete lying prick who’s trying to fuck him out of his money. So, he does everything he can to fuckthe other guy a little bit faster and a little bit harder. And he does it with a big smile on his face. That big, bullshit businessman’s smile.
And if you’re a customer, that’s when they give you the really big smile! The customer always gets that really big smile as the businessman carefully positions himself directly behind the customer, unzips his pants, and proceeds to “service” the account.
Now you know what they mean when they say, “We specialize in customer service.” Whoever first said, “Let the buyer beware” was probably bleeding from the asshole. But that’s business. That’s business, and business is okay.
BULLSHIT FROM THE SKY
But folks, I have to tell you, in the bullshit department a businessman can’t hold a candle to a clergyman. Becasue when it comes to bullshit, big-time, major-league bullshit. You have to stand in awe-in awe!– of the all-time champion of false promises and exaggerated claims: religion. No contest.
Religion– easily–has to be the Greatest Bullshit Story Ever Told! Think about it: religion actually convinced people– many of them adults– that there’s an invisible man who lives in the sky and watches everything you do, every minute of every day. And he has a special list of ten things he does not want you to do.
And if you do any of these ten things, he has a special place, full o fire and smoke and burning and torture and anguish, where he will send you to remain and suffer and burn and choke and scream and cry, forever and ever, till the end of time. But he loves you!
He loves you, and he needs money! He always needs money. He’s all-poerful, all-perfect, all-knowing, and all-wise, but somehow… he just can’t handle money. Religion takes in billions of dollars, pays no taxes, and somehow always needs a little more. Now, you talk about a good bullshit story.
Holy shit!
Tell, Todd… äh… Toll, Tedd. Hier das Original.
Muss auch mal wieder sein…
Comedy starved night owls are probably already aware of the attention that Rockstar’s latest crime drama has received on the late night entertainment scene.
Killergame? Not so much…
In the past, Grand Theft Auto’s been severely criticized for being too violent. The new version, it’s been toned down a lot, I think in reaction to the criticism.
I’m not sure it’s better. Take a look.
As in-house producers for online comedy network JibJab, Adam Mutterperl and Andy Ochiltree have free range to lampoon almost anything in their animated shorts. “We’ll take whatever is popular and skewer it,” said Ochiltree, who began working for the humor site in 2004. “Within reason.”
Ich seh mir grade George Carlins erste live übertragene Show „Jammin’ in New York“ von 1992 an, wo er ein paar Sachen über den damaligen Golfkrieg sagt, die ich heute genauso unterschreiben würde. Mehr oder weniger jedenfalls, man muss nur mal die Headline zum ersten Segment lesen: „Rockets And Penises In The Persian Gulf“.
When George Carlin is asked which HBO concert is his favorite, his answer is always, “Jammin’ In New York.” The reasons are several: It was his first HBO show broadcast live; it was the first he had performed in his hometown, New York City; and it was the largest audience he had ever worked before: 6,500.
But Carlin says it also represented a newfound sophistication in his writing. “It was the first time I had done truly extended pieces consisting of separate sections all flowing together. It was a big leap for me.”
Bei Metafilter gibt’s eine chronologische Geschichte der englischen Comedy und nein, hier ausnahmsweise mal kein Clip von Monty Python, sondern von QI, wo sich Stephen Fry und Konsorten über Christopher Lee, Peter Cushing („Great! Dracula and Van Helsing on the Phone!“) und Vincent Price, die Helden des englischen Horror-Kinos auslassen. Wunderbar!
