In defence of comedy songs
We're theme-linking today, as well as inventing terms for things which really never need to be referred to. Our themes ('hot boys' and 'being in love with people who don't know us') bring us neatly on to the Amateur Transplants. Most if not all of you will know this band as the ones who made that fucking irritating Underground song that was played ad nauseum by a wide selection of pikeys.
Glitterditch is here to tell you, though, that despite the appropriation of their song by people you want to hit, these guys are genuinely funny. Both of them are doctors, which puts them in a disturbing life-or-death position over members of the general public. To counter the stress of this terrifying responsibility they spend their evenings writing immature songs about wanking, which they do very well indeed.
Something about today's comedians means that most if not all of them feel the need to make a stand on some issue or other. Usually it's how shit George Bush is or how fat americans are (we're catching up, so let's put the stones down and back away from the greenhouse), occasionally it's issues on gender or race. You know you've come to a genuinely juvenile pair of twats when the closest they come to a political declaration is when they tell us that Northern birds are ugly. And we like this very very much.
We love the infantile swearing and the banter between the pair which almost always culminates in a round of playground gay-calling. We love that they're both so cute and boyish, and swig wine on stage like they're showing off how cool and grown up they are. But most of all, we love the fact that they can have you booing an offensive joke whilst simultaneously pissing yourself laughing. If they heal people as well as they entertain then we'll all be immortal by 2020. Believe.
Tickets can be bought here - they'll be playing a gig at the Bedford once a month for the next few months, so you have no excuse.
All the pictures we found on Flickr today were shit.
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