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IN CONVERSATION WITH… Ennui

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As will soon be obvious, I’m not in the best mood today…

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Yesterday a man gave a speech about a world
In which we wouldn’t have to live in fear
Of nuclear attack…
And it was nice, yeah it was nice
And meanwhile North Korea’s launching
Invisible satellites, and they are nice…
A little harder to see…
If you don’t believe me,
Just ask the Japanese, ‘cuz
They are nice,
Just ask the whales,
Second only to Sea Shepherd
For having tall tales…

If there is a point to all of this
I hope I’m not a realist
I hope there’s still hope to be had
I hope that life ain’t all that bad
I hope the earthquakes go away
I hope the missiles do not stray
When cynicism is the norm
It makes you wonder why we’re born…

A cynic is a person who just cannot see the good
In humanity; It’s history cannot be understood
In terms of nice… Don’t ask me why.
It’s like emos who can cut themselves but never seem to die
It isn’t fair… so much despair
And nothing good to show for it but really cool hair.

If there is a point to all of this
I hope I’m not a realist
I hope there’s still hope to be had
I hope that life ain’t all that bad
I hope the earthquakes go away
I hope the missiles do not stray
When cynicism is the norm
It makes you wonder why we’re born…

But if I had to guess…
That even cynics  just like sex… a little too much.

Stop procreating
We could have a new world order
If we’d all skip a generation.

IN CONVERSATION WITH… My Conjoined Comedy Foetus

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AUDIO available courtesy of RTRFM.

This week’s song dedicated to the very long gestation period between becoming a comedian and performing a gig.

This is me and Peter Barr. It is also why we predominantly work in radio and print.

This is me and Peter Barr. It is also why we predominantly work in radio and print.

Peter, it’s been three years
We’ve been in this little room
It’s kind of like a womb
And you’re my conjoined foetus

When you laugh, I laugh
We don’t know what the listeners do
We hope that they are laughing too
Because they complete us

Without an audience we’re just voices in the air
But I think part of the deal is that we’re
Funnier, when we’re not there

In their bathroom, in their bedroom
Where they keep their radios
Our disembodied voices
Go where our conjoined foetus bodies cannot go…

But three years is a really long time
For me to be a comedian, who never plays live
And I won’t lie, it’s probable that this will hurt a bit
But when it’s done,
You can go to Deathcab while I play my first gig

It’s on Thursday, so on Wednesday
I suggest we separate
My wife suggested pliers
Or non-surgical serration

While it’s hard for you and me
To think of lives on our own
I think that our respective partners
Will be happier when we’re closer to full grown

Out of this womb onto a stage I will appear
Raw Comedy’s the place to be
But a Death Cab will not take you there

You’re my favourite conjoined foetus
You’re the best I’ve ever had
There were one or two before you
I absorbed them when I got mad

But never you, not in this womb
You’ve been so good to me
So though I’m going solo
Rest assured that I will come back next week

Without an audience we’re just voices in the air…

SUPPLEMENTAL: Death Cab for Cutie are AWESOME.