I have no remote control for my telly. This combined with the long walk to the other side of the room means shit gets left on. A couple of weeks ago Channel 4 or E4 was on and the announcer says 'coming up next: disturbing magic from the Mindfreak'. That got my attention, put down the drawing pad, banged a spliff and waited to see some disturbing magic, razor blade swallowing, hammering spikes through your neck etc.



Wrong. The title sequence played like an out of touch striaght to video director's vision of what is dark and gothic. Can't remember exactly but I have visions of chains swinging and a probably a few pentagrams. All fronted by Criss Angel, dude looks like a lady, shaved chest, make up, hairspray. Wouldn't surprise me if there was a strobe and wind machine thrown in the title. Looks like one of them good looking benders out of Xtreme (two long-haired lads singing in black in white on stools back in the 90's). Hey, I look gay too so I wasn't going to pour scorn until he busted a few tricks.

I was stunned at how corny it was, his cheesy performance was only outdone by the bad infomercial actors paid to be his unwitting victims. It annoyed me enough to consider getting up to change it when it struck me that the joke was on me. The whole thing was a wonderful parody. Now I was beginning to understand, it was meant to be shit and I laughed at the part were he awkwardly introduced some C grade teenybopper actress as part of a stunt and in their 'casual' chatting he says 'So I heard you have a new album coming out.' Priceless, this was cutting edge stuff. The medallions and eyeshadow just set up this David Brent type character perfectly. I watched a few more lame tricks and then at the ad break I googled him. No mention of a parody show, no mention of comedy, no mention of Alan Partridge meets David Blaine. It is a genuine show.

Like most healthy kids, at various stages through kidhood I wanted to be a spy, a robot and a magician. I know a bit about magic tricks and still love the sense of wonder when it's done right. If I can sum Criss Angel's tricks up in one hyphenated word it'd be store-bought. You can buy most magic tricks and his ones still have the price tgs. There are loads of websites selling David Blaine's gags. I used to hate that fool but all is forgiven.

If you want a laugh, take a look at Criss Angel:Mindfreak. He's a fucking clown.

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Like the last post, this is another bogey one. I obviously thought it was worthy at the time. I added the last speech bubble a while back and it sort of redeems it. C'mon, loads of comments please.Is it shit?



Blogger doesn't like it anyway, wouldn't let me upload it, theres a bit missing from the bottom. That'd be good, a Blogging tool with taste 'Unable to send this post- nobody fucking cares what you think about the new U2 album, now go bang one off to Lara Croft you idiot'.
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Getting issue 3 of the Shiznit together and I found this rough of a one page gag which I done 3 years ago. I honestly can't tell if it's funny. I reckon 8 year olds would like it but what about all you adults out there?. The cranky little major chap will be covered in poo and guts with stink lines in the last panel if that helps sell it to you.

Next: does this large mole on my dick look cancerous?