Monday, June 23, 2008

"And now, a message from the National Apple Institute..."


"...Fuck Pears."

George Carlin is gone. I trained my comedic chops at the heels of this record (which was actually my brother's, but I played when he wasn't there to pound me). Some of its sweetly bitter sarcasm and incisive wit will remain lodged in my consciousness until I follow along into the great beyond.

May cynical cherubs fly thee to thy rest, sir.

9 comments:

Zen Wizard said...

I truly did not see THIS one coming...such a great loss.

Ari said...

ZW: I concur on both counts.

Axe Victim said...

Well I can't comment, but I am I see, which is odd becasue I know nothing about this subject, but I wanted to say hello.

Ari said...

AV: Welcome to the foolishness! Any man who is deeply musical and British is welcome to say hello or comment unknowingly at any time. ;)

Heff said...

"Ever Notice how other people stuff is shit, and your shit is stuff?"

He will be missed.

mr_g said...

I once wore out a Carlin record and had to rebuy it. I played it low so my mom wouldn't take it away like she did "Son of Schmilson". Carlin was the best!!

Dave Morris said...

I love people who are passionate, and he certainly was. I hope he takes that passion with him on his next trip...

Ari said...

H: I have noticed that indeed.

G: My mom would come in and ask me how many more times I was gonna listen to that. "I dunno," I said as I remained hunched near the speaker.

DM: As do I, Dave.

BrideOfPorkins said...

Amen. Loved his wit, had that very tape (we would've had a ball swapping tapes, I swear), and I can't believe he's become living impaired. *sigh*

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