4 July
Okay, I'm about to faint from all the popularity! My poor little modest shy and retiring head is spinning! Not only was I interviewed for the Wired article that came out on Thursday, but I am mentioned yesterday's Salon article as well!
Yes, after all my bitching and pissing and moaning about not being interviewed ( two days in a row, might I add), I was mentioned and linked, which is all my little heart really desired.
And the reason for all this web journal scrutiny? Why the launch of Metajournals, a marvelous site that I had nothing whatever to do with! Check it out, it's just swell, kudos all around!
Anyway, back to Ramblin' Bill Bragg (for part one, see yesterday).
On the new album, Mermaid Avenue: "It's number four with a hammer and sickle on the Contemporary Communist chart!"
On drinking Bud: "You Americans look down your nose at me when I order a Bud, like 'You're English, why aren't you drinking a microbrew?' Well, I drank so many pints of Smegma's Old Undrinkable when I was in a band of Real Ale freaks, that I no longer like the taste of beer! That's why I drink Budweiser!"
On the song "Walt Whitman's Niece": "It's a song about beer and pussy, but you can't say that in England as it's offensive to felines. No, we're a nation of animal lovers, madam!"
More on the song "Walt Whitman's Niece":
"I said 'Woody went out looking for beer and something beginning with a P' and some bright spark shouted 'PIZZA!' They're my demographic, I have to love them.
On, um, I forget what: "There's a cultural gap that sometimes I split my trousers trying to cross!"
On the song "The Unwelcome Guest": "A good old Woody Guthrie 're-distribution of wealth via the six-gun' song."
More on the song "The Unwelcome Guest": "Dick Turpin gave Adam Ant his greatest catch phrase, and I don't mean 'Ant music for Ant people', I mean 'Stand and deliver'!"
On the song "My Flying Saucer": "You may not associate Woody Guthrie with supersonic boogie."
After forgetting the lyrics to "The Saturday Boy":
"Rewind your tapes!"
On Woody Guthrie's image: "The Dust Bowl proletariat protest song writer was actually a dirty little shagger in Coney Island."
On the song "Ingrid Bergman": "I know it sounds funny to hear me sing 'You're so perty', but that's how Woody wrote it, P-E-R-T-Y! Perhaps he meant 'Goodness me, isn't she pert!"
On watching the World Cup on American TV: "Your announcers don't wring their hands nearly enough when we lose!"
On America's World Cup match with Iran: "I mean, it's their national game so meant alot to them to win! I'm sure they didn't consider it to be 'Islam-2 Christianity-1'!
On tea in America: 'What if you were in another country and you were desperate for a cup of coffee and they gave you chamomile coffee. How would you fucking like it?"
After commenting on the soccer team 'The San Jose Clash': "What will be next, The Burlington Vermont Peter Framptons?"
An exchange with a woman in the audience:
"Bill?"
"Yeah?"
"Thank you."
"It's okay."
Then he laughed and said: "What a lovely heckle! It started with 'Excuse me'! It's like your national anthem, 'O say can you see by the dawn's early light', it's the only anthem that begins with 'Excuse me? Um, I can't quite make that out, I've forgotten my glasses.'"
That's it for me today. Thanks for writing my entry, Billy!
O, and happy Fourth to all you Americans (or, as Molly says Happy July!), and to everyone else in the world, um, happy Saturday!
One year ago today:
If I'm ever being chased by a monster, I sure hope there's a ladder or something.
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