Comedy club owner turns badass rapper

The Comfort Zone

Here’s an extract from a new rap video featuring George W Bush, Barrack Obama, Tony Blair, Bill Clinton, a London comedy club owner and a young stand-up comic:

I know the human being and fish can co-exist peacefully. Yes we can. He has existing and active military plans which could be activated within 45 minutes. I did not have sexual relations with that woman.

Paedos on the telly, looking like stars
Paedos in Rome and the House of Lords
Paedos in the pockets of all the police
Hope the dirty buggers don’t have their eyes on my niece

Football on the telly to convince you you’re a winner
When the price of a shirt could buy the whole family dinner
Children in the world all starving and alone
Wishing they could be in the Comfort Zone

“It’s got something, hasn’t it?” he asked me.

“It’s visually fascinating,” I said. “That bit with you in the Taj Mahal and the faces on the wall. And an older man in a purple suit and a young black guy.”

“There’s something there, isn’t there?” he said.

“You should go up to the Edinburgh Fringe with it,” I said.

“I fucking hate Edinburgh,” he told me. “Standing around surrounded by multi-millionaires who pretend they don’t have any fucking money with their fucking Caribbean tans. Fuck them, the rich bastards. I’m just jealous. I wanted to launch it on your blog first,” he told me at his club yesterday. “I wanted to support you.”

“At my age,” I said, “I need support. Maybe a zimmer frame.”

In the increasingly prestigious Grouchy Club Podcast a month ago, Comedy Cafe Theatre owner Noel Faulkner said he was about to release a rap video called The Comfort Zone. And now he has.

“Why?” I asked him yesterday. “You are over 25 years old. Why are you doing it?”

“Why am I rapping? I just had something to say and I wanted to say it, but I had to do it in a character, otherwise it just didn’t work for me. Maybe cos I was an actor. It all started as a joke and then I got some good words out.”

“What was the joke?” I asked.

“Just me pretending to be streetwise. The group… we call ourselves A and I – Artificial Intelligence… or African and Irish… Jimmy James Jones is of African descent and I’m Irish.”

Noel Faulkner and Jimmy James Jones outside the Comedy Cafe and well out of The Comfort Zone

Noel Faulkner and Jimmy James Jones outside the Comedy Cafe Theatre in Shoreditch and well out of The Comfort Zone

“And,” I asked, “why did you have to say things?”

“Cos these are the things that are in my head,” Noel told me. “You gotta get your message out. I do rants on Wednesday nights at the Comedy Cafe, except I take out the comedy. I just tell the audience how fucked the system is and talk about fractional-reserve banking and shit like that and they just stare at me and then I tell them they’re a bunch of cunts because they didn’t pay to get in anyway, because Wednesday night is open mic night. So they just stare at me in disgust and think: Oh well, it’s warmer here than in our apartment, so we’ll stay.

“How,” I asked, “did you persuade Jimmy James Jones he should play second fiddle to an older man in a purple suit?”

“Well,” replied Noel, “I manage him. He is going to be one of the hottest comics in Britain: just watch this space.”

“It’s a really well directed promo,” I said.

Noel Faulkner at the Comedy Cafe yesterday

Noel Faulkner at the Comedy Cafe yesterday

“I had a very good cameraman and film  maker – Max McCabe – so we directed together.”

“What do you want to get out of it?” I asked.

“Ahm gonna get ma bitches,” said Noel. “Ahm gonna get ma hot tub, get cheaper crystal meth off the boys cos I’m cool in da hood.”

“Ah,” I said.

“And there’s another song to follow,” he continued, “called I’m Not on Drugs; I’m on Tourette’s”.

Noel has Tourette Syndrome.

I’m not on drugs. I’ve got Tourette’s
I’m a mover and a shaker. That’s as good as it gets

If you see me twitching on the dance floor
Don’t come up to me and ask me if you can score
The girls look at me and my dancing feet
They think he looks kinda crazy, but he’s kinda neat

I’m a mover and a shaker. That’s as good as it gets
I’m not on drugs. I’m on Tourette’s

Let’s twitch!

“You and Jimmy James Jones look visually good together,” I said.

“There’s a great TV show there, surely?” said Noel. “Jimmy and me. He’s the struggling young black comic. I’m the crazy fucking Irish manager. That’s a TV concept.”

“Called?” I asked.

“A and I,” said Noel.

You can see A and I – Noel Faulkner and Jimmy James Jones – singing Comfort Zone on Vimeo.

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