I have nothing of any use or interest to say today, so here’s some pro-wrestling Youtube clips
There truly is little worse in the world of blogging than people showing you “funny” Youtube clips and then for some reason addending their own bad attempts at humour afterwards. This kinda shit crops up on Stumbleupon all the time, people falling over on Honduran talkshows doesn’t need “Maybe they don’t have standing up in Honduras!!!!” written after it, with a “Digg this!” button attached. So all I’ll say about this clip is a) it comes from a World Wrestling Organization that I can’t find any real information about other than they briefly had a video deal b) he’s doing his interview in English, which I’m not sure if it’s an attempt to appeal to the gringo market or to suggest that the Antichrist is the American c) he’s awfully polite for the worldly embodiment of evil d) I thought he was holding a water filter the first two times I watched this clip.
You ever wonder how comfortable Ruby Wax, Rich Hall, Greg Proops et al are with portraying a gimmicked version of Americanism to a UK audience? I think they’d have to be pretty comfortable with it: it’s not like they’re on some Stepin Fetchitt/Sleep ‘n Eat tip, it’s just “Hah, in America we’re all sassy wisecrackers with a sour streak” stuff. Tracey Smothers has made a living portraying American Deep South stereotypes in UK wrestling for the past few years, except without any of that whole “whipping black people” stuff. Here he is in his natural US environment, having a wrestling match with a bear. The commentary on this is quite something.
Remember when the StS “Shreds” videos were first doing the forum/blog rounds? And reaction was split between guitarheads who were pissing themselves laughing at them, and normal fucks like ourselves who were “Wait… so that’s bad guitar playing?” We just lacked the critical language to identify what goes into “bad” guitar playing compared to the usual Robert Wyatt noodling. Anyway, to me, this video is the funniest thing ever. To the untrained eye, it looks like a normal wrestling match. C’est la vie.
We didn’t have Jezebel in the mid-80s, so rape was a much greyer area for discussion.
Despite looking like he should be bartending a working men’s club circa 1976, Harley Race just had some unidentifiable x-factor that meant I can listen to him talk utter shit for hours on end. The sense of desperation where he just says “KABUKI” is the king for me, and should be instated as a middle-button shout in DJ Hero immediately.
Two fallen soldiers, who took different approaches to the 1990s. Les Kellett famously holed himself up in whatever Northern shithole he was from and tended to his pigs until his eventual death, while Brian Glover appeared in utterly forgotten wrestling-themed sitcom “Rumble”, as “Johnny Pecs”, with Lesley Joseph somehow cast as a) his wife b) a female wrestler. Kellett died with more dignity, resultantly.