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- Tue Mar 15, 2005 11:40 am
#242098
Playlist
1: Girls Aloud – Wake Me Up, 2: Basement Jaxx – Oh My Gosh, 3: Eminem – Without Me, 4: Phantom Planets – California, 5: Stereophonics – Dakota, 6: Jamelia – Superstar, 7: Usher – So Caught Up, 8: Avril Lavigne – Complicated, 9: 50 Cent (ft. Olivia) – Candy Shop, 10: Chemical Brothers – Galvanize, 11: Coldplay – God Put a Smile Upon Your Face, 12: The Bravery – Honest Mistake, 13: Darkness – Growing On Me, 14: Mario – Let Me Love You, 15: Armand Van Helden – My My My, 16: Aerosmith – Love In An Elevator (tedious link), 17: Sunset Strippers – Falling Stars, 18: Kylie – Giving You Up, 19: McFly – All About You, 20: Green Day – Holiday, 21: Maroon 5 – Harder To Breathe
A luxurious and beautiful day in Cambridge…
A crazy brainy place, where even the kids doing paper rounds have degrees, allegedly. Everyone sounded a bit knackered today and didn’t really know where they were or what day it was or anything. Charity is dangerous, and perhaps not that entertaining. Which isn’t a very kind thing to say, but I thought that today’s show verged on Noel Edmonds-esque Telethon ’91 bobbins. All in a good cause though, eh…
Chris found most people in Cambridge posh and brainy and drunk, which are a selection of nice qualities. Dave got lost on the ring road. Feel the pain of the kid, obviously, but the discussion of road-based direction issues didn’t make for the best radio, for me.
Things which have been done for Comic Relief Purposes
Evidently Chris did some reading of some story for some kids yesterday, involving Brum, the little car thingy. Later in the show he went on to vehemently deny that he’d even been near children, let alone found it a pleasurable experience. It actually sounded rather nice, and may have metaphorically tickled the womb of some of Chris’s more female listeners.
Dom and Carrie sat on the world’s biggest whoopee cushion at Silverstone race track yesterday, which sounds like a much better use of a race track than the usual round-and-round car antics. The whoopee cushion in question made the biggest and most pleasing fart noise I have ever heard.
Chris and Dave ate lots of fish and chips, Dom and Carrie sang a song of some form, Aled made airport announcements. Rachel got cakes. All this might not have even happened on Tuesday night… I kind of lost the thread, I was having Mike Read flashbacks.
Aled was in a park doing some bing-bongs through a loudspeaker, and collecting money in a bucket. “Walking In The Air” was, as usual, involved.
Chris was on special Comic Relief “The Archers” today as well, for eleven seconds, in the background of the pub asking for a pint of lager and a packet of pork scratchings from someone called Jolene.
Lots of giving away of Truck of Luck contents too, which wasn’t that interesting, apart from the YEAR’S SUPPLY OF PIES. Very happy man won the contents of the truck, but his excitement at the YEAR’S SUPPLY OF PIES sounded marginally sarcastic and condescending, which was upsetting. Never condescend the pie.
In a non-truck manner, there was the Blackadder unfinished Christmas script, the Love Actually script, and the script for the pilot episode of 24. Lots of scripts, lots of signed-ness. Oh and the Corgi Red Nose Rally miniature cars set, which impressed even me.
Graham Norton
Twee chuckling homosexualist Norton has managed to avoid being on the Moyles show forever, but this being for charity, and Norton now being on the BBC payroll and so possibly not being able to get out of it, he was on today. He sounded like he was speaking from inside a toaster – telephone interviews can be rubbish.
Norton was talking about looking for people dancing in Cardiff, and Chris’s Terry Wogan impression. For a man who has made a career of fitting a stereotype, he responded wearily to Chris’s vague attempts to joke about stereotypical gay stuff. He told an amusing story about a woman at the auditions for “Strictly Dance Fever” who vomited into her own hands during her routine for some reason, then ate it, and carried on dancing. The story made Dave feel bilious.
Other Stuff
Chris and Dave were discussing the joy of chancing upon a service station whilst on the Red Nose Rally, as this is where they take the opportunity to poop. The reason they must poop in service stations is because they have a “no-pooping-on-the-tourbus” rule. This led Dave to call them the No Solids Crew. That, kids, is comedy genius.
1: Girls Aloud – Wake Me Up, 2: Basement Jaxx – Oh My Gosh, 3: Eminem – Without Me, 4: Phantom Planets – California, 5: Stereophonics – Dakota, 6: Jamelia – Superstar, 7: Usher – So Caught Up, 8: Avril Lavigne – Complicated, 9: 50 Cent (ft. Olivia) – Candy Shop, 10: Chemical Brothers – Galvanize, 11: Coldplay – God Put a Smile Upon Your Face, 12: The Bravery – Honest Mistake, 13: Darkness – Growing On Me, 14: Mario – Let Me Love You, 15: Armand Van Helden – My My My, 16: Aerosmith – Love In An Elevator (tedious link), 17: Sunset Strippers – Falling Stars, 18: Kylie – Giving You Up, 19: McFly – All About You, 20: Green Day – Holiday, 21: Maroon 5 – Harder To Breathe
A luxurious and beautiful day in Cambridge…
A crazy brainy place, where even the kids doing paper rounds have degrees, allegedly. Everyone sounded a bit knackered today and didn’t really know where they were or what day it was or anything. Charity is dangerous, and perhaps not that entertaining. Which isn’t a very kind thing to say, but I thought that today’s show verged on Noel Edmonds-esque Telethon ’91 bobbins. All in a good cause though, eh…
Chris found most people in Cambridge posh and brainy and drunk, which are a selection of nice qualities. Dave got lost on the ring road. Feel the pain of the kid, obviously, but the discussion of road-based direction issues didn’t make for the best radio, for me.
Things which have been done for Comic Relief Purposes
Evidently Chris did some reading of some story for some kids yesterday, involving Brum, the little car thingy. Later in the show he went on to vehemently deny that he’d even been near children, let alone found it a pleasurable experience. It actually sounded rather nice, and may have metaphorically tickled the womb of some of Chris’s more female listeners.
Dom and Carrie sat on the world’s biggest whoopee cushion at Silverstone race track yesterday, which sounds like a much better use of a race track than the usual round-and-round car antics. The whoopee cushion in question made the biggest and most pleasing fart noise I have ever heard.
Chris and Dave ate lots of fish and chips, Dom and Carrie sang a song of some form, Aled made airport announcements. Rachel got cakes. All this might not have even happened on Tuesday night… I kind of lost the thread, I was having Mike Read flashbacks.
Aled was in a park doing some bing-bongs through a loudspeaker, and collecting money in a bucket. “Walking In The Air” was, as usual, involved.
Chris was on special Comic Relief “The Archers” today as well, for eleven seconds, in the background of the pub asking for a pint of lager and a packet of pork scratchings from someone called Jolene.
Lots of giving away of Truck of Luck contents too, which wasn’t that interesting, apart from the YEAR’S SUPPLY OF PIES. Very happy man won the contents of the truck, but his excitement at the YEAR’S SUPPLY OF PIES sounded marginally sarcastic and condescending, which was upsetting. Never condescend the pie.
In a non-truck manner, there was the Blackadder unfinished Christmas script, the Love Actually script, and the script for the pilot episode of 24. Lots of scripts, lots of signed-ness. Oh and the Corgi Red Nose Rally miniature cars set, which impressed even me.
Graham Norton
Twee chuckling homosexualist Norton has managed to avoid being on the Moyles show forever, but this being for charity, and Norton now being on the BBC payroll and so possibly not being able to get out of it, he was on today. He sounded like he was speaking from inside a toaster – telephone interviews can be rubbish.
Norton was talking about looking for people dancing in Cardiff, and Chris’s Terry Wogan impression. For a man who has made a career of fitting a stereotype, he responded wearily to Chris’s vague attempts to joke about stereotypical gay stuff. He told an amusing story about a woman at the auditions for “Strictly Dance Fever” who vomited into her own hands during her routine for some reason, then ate it, and carried on dancing. The story made Dave feel bilious.
Other Stuff
Chris and Dave were discussing the joy of chancing upon a service station whilst on the Red Nose Rally, as this is where they take the opportunity to poop. The reason they must poop in service stations is because they have a “no-pooping-on-the-tourbus” rule. This led Dave to call them the No Solids Crew. That, kids, is comedy genius.
