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Finally! The bbboys speak out!!
#21
theres an expanded interview on FHMUS.com
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#22
Keyser, be a dollface and link it here.
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#23
Damn him, I tried to find it and couldnt. Shows whos who around here doesnt it?
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<marquee><font size=1 color=blue><b>Some people are like Slinkies . . . not really good for anything, but you still can't help but smile when you see one tumble down the stairs. </b></font></marquee><marquee><font size=1 color=green><b> Yo I can't sing it I feel like singin I wanna fucking sing Cos i'm happy Yeh, i'm happy HaHa I got my baby back Yo, check it out Some days i sit, staring out the window Watchin' this world pass me by Sometimes i think theres nothing to live for I almost break down and cry Somtimes i think i'm crazy I'm crazy, oh so crazy Why am i here, am i just wasting my time? But then i see my baby Suddenly i'm not crazy It all makes sense when i look into her eyes Somtimes it feels like the world's on my shoulders Everyone's leaning on me Cos sometimes it feels like the world's almost over But then she come back to me My baby girl [hailey laughs] keeps gettin' older I watch her grow up with pride People make jokes, cos they don't understand me They just dont see my real side I act like shit, dont phase me, Inside it drives me crazy My insecurities could eat me alive But then i see my baby Suddenly i'm not crazy It all makes sense when i look into her eyes Yeh and if i could sing, i'd keep singing this song to my daughter If i could hit the notes, i'd blow something as long as my father To show her how i feel about her, how proud i am that i got 'er God, im a daddy, im so glad that her mum didn't (abort her) Now you prob'ly get this picture from my public persona That i'm a pistol-packing drug-addict who bags on his momma, But i wanna just take this time out to be perfectly honest Cos there's a lot of shit i keep bottled that hurts deep inside o' ma soul, And just know that i grow colder the older i grow This boulder on my shoulder that gets heavy and harder to hold And this load is like the weight of the world And i think my neck is breaking should i just give up Or try to live up to these expectations? now look, I love my daughter more than life in itself, But i got a wife who's determined to make my life living hell But i handle it well, given the circumstances i'm dealt So many chances, man, it's too bad, coulda had someone else But the years that i've wasted are nothing to the tears that ive tasted So here's what im facin: 3 felonies, 6 years of probation I've went to jail for this woman, i've been to bat for this woman I've taken bats to people' backs, bent over backwards for this woman Man, i shoulda seen it comin, what i stick my penis uppin? Woulda ripped the pre-nup if i'd seen what she was fuckin But fuck it, it's over, there's no more reason to cry no more I got my baby, maybe the only lady that i adore, haley So sayonara, try tomorra, nice to know ya My baby's travelled back to the arms of her rightful owner And suddenly it seems that my shoulder blades have just shifted Its like the greatest gift you can get The weight has been lifted Woow! I told you, i can't sing. Oh well, i tried Haley, remember when i said If you ever need anything, daddy will be right there? Well guess what, daddy's here. And i ain't goin nowhere baby I love you (kiss)</b></font></marquee><marquee><font size=1 color=yellow><b>We’ve been waitin’ for a long time Yes, we’ve been waitin’ for a long, long time We’ve been waitin’ for a long time But we ain’t gonna wait no more We’re getting’ ready to rock & roll We’re gonna - 1, 2, 3, 4, 1, 2, 3! Well, there’s a reason everybody should be shakin’ in the house tonight And you should grab your favorite lady and promise her you’ll do it right. Tell Fat Jack to jump back and give you a shot of some booze So you can party to some stomp-down, butt-bumpin’, rock & roll, rhythm & blues. ‘Cause the boys are back in town. The boys are back in town. I know that everybody when they hear the music will be doin’ it on the floor Jump up and down they turn around and tell the band to play some more ‘Cause tonight you can dance and romance and do anything you feel like doin’ But don’t look surprised ‘cause you know what I like and tonight we ought to do it ‘Cause the boys are back in town. The boys are back in town. Oh, yeah. Well, there’s a reason everybody should be shakin’ in the house tonight And you should grab your favorite lady and promise her you’ll do it right Tell Fat Jack to jump back and give you a shot of some booze So you can party to some stomp-down, butt-bumpin’, rock & roll, rhythm & blues. ‘Cause the boys are back in town. The boys are back in town. Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! The boys are back in town. And when the boys are back, There ain’t no foolin’ around!
</b></font></marquee><marquee><font size=1 color=orange><b>Please allow me to introduce myself I’m a man of wealth and taste I’ve been around for a long, long year Stole many a man’s soul and faith And I was ’round when jesus christ Had his moment of doubt and pain Made damn sure that pilate Washed his hands and sealed his fate Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name But what’s puzzling you Is the nature of my game I stuck around st. petersburg When I saw it was a time for a change Killed the czar and his ministers Anastasia screamed in vain I rode a tank Held a general’s rank When the blitzkrieg raged And the bodies stank Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name, oh yeah Ah, what’s puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah I watched with glee While your kings and queens Fought for ten decades For the gods they made I shouted out, Who killed the kennedys? When after all It was you and me Let me please introduce myself I’m a man of wealth and taste And I laid traps for troubadours Who get killed before they reached bombay Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But what’s puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But what’s confusing you Is just the nature of my game Just as every cop is a criminal And all the sinners saints As heads is tails Just call me lucifer ’cause I’m in need of some restraint So if you meet me Have some courtesy Have some sympathy, and some taste Use all your well-learned politesse Or I’ll lay your soul to waste, um yeah Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, um yeah But what’s puzzling you Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down Woo, who Oh yeah, get on down Oh yeah Oh yeah! Tell me baby, what’s my name Tell me honey, can ya guess my name Tell me baby, what’s my name I tell you one time, you’re to blame Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah What’s me name Tell me, baby, what’s my name Tell me, sweetie, what’s my name Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah</b></font></marquee><marquee><font size=1 color=red><b>Mama don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys Don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such Mama don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys They'll never stay home and they're always alone Even with someone they love Cowboys ain't easy to love and they're harder to hold And they'd rather give you a song then diamonds or gold Lonestar belt buckles and old faded Levi's each night begins a new day And if you don't understand him and he don't die young He'll probly just ride away Mama don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys Don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such Mama don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys They'll never stay home and they're always alone Even with someone they love Cowboys like smokey old pool rooms and clear mountian moringin's Little warm puppies and children and girls of the night And them that don't know him won't like him And them that do sometimes won't know how to take him He ain't wrong he's just different but his pride won't let him do things to make you think he's right Mama don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys Don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such Mama don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys They'll never stay home and they're always alone Even with someone they love Mama don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys Don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such</b></font></marquee><marquee><font size=1 color=grey><b>What dey gives you blood? Three months man Whatchu doin in here anyway? You oughta be home with your momma How old are you boy? Thirteen Thirteen? Damn, the bastards must be runnin outta niggaz to arrest Yeah, ohh yeah, this goes out to all the families that went through the struggle Yeah, from the heart It was from the heart, everything was real All that I got is you And I'm so thankful I made it through Yo, dwellin in the past, flashbacks when I was young Whoever thought that I'd have a baby girl and three sons I'm goin through this difficult stage I find it hard to believe Why my old Earth had so many seeds But she's an old woman, and due to me I respect that I saw life for what it's really worth and took a step back Family ain't family no more, we used to play ball Eggs after school, eat grits cause we was poor Grab the pliers for the channel, fix the hanger on the TV Rockin each others pants to school wasn't easy We survived winters, snotty nosed with no coats We kept it real, but the older brother still had jokes Sadly, daddy left me at the age of six I didn't know nuttin but mommy neatly packed his shit She cried, and grandma held the family down I guess mommy wasn't strong enough, she just went down Check it, fifteen of us in a three bedroom apartment Roaches everywhere, cousins and aunts was there Four in the bed, two at the foot, two at the head I didn't like to sleep with Jon-Jon he peed the bed Seven o'clock, pluckin roaches out the cereal box Some shared the same spoon, watchin saturday cartoons Sugar water was our thing, every meal was no thrill In the summer, free lunch held us down like steel And there was days I had to go to Tex house with a note Stating "Gloria can I borrow some food I'm dead broke" So embarrasin I couldn't stand to knock on they door My friends might be laughin, I spent stamps in stores Mommy where's the toilet paper, use the newspaper Look Ms. Rose gave us a couch, she's the neighbor Things was deep, my whole youth was sharper than cleats Two brothers with muscular dystrophy, it killed me But I remember this, mom's would lick her finger tips To wipe the cold out my eye before school wit her spit Case worker had her runnin back to face to face I caught a case, housin tried to throw us out of our place Sometimes I look up at the stars and analyze the sky And ask myself was I meant to be here... why? Yeah, yo All that I got is you And I'm so thankful I made it through Word up mommy, I love you Word up It was all you, word, you brought me in like this I sit and think about All the times we did without, yeah I always said I woudn't cry When I saw tears in your eyes I understand that daddy's not here now But some way or somehow, I will always be around, yeah All things that I did from this to them Oh from drugs to being there Being down and out and I love you always Yeah, you say You see the universe, which consists of the sun moon and star And them planets, that exist in my space Like man woman and child You understand? We got to keep it real, and what reality and reality will keep it real with us I remember them good ol days Because see, that's the child I was What made me the man I am today See cause if you forget where you come from, heheh You're never gonna make it where you're goin, aheh Because you lost the reality of yourself So take one stroll through your mind And see what you will find And you'll see a whole universe all over again and again and again and again and again Heheheh, yeah heheheheh ahaheheheh
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#24
Quote:Originally posted by IrishAlkey

I'll make Fhore feel at home and reply with \"in das doomperrre\".


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BTW, I tried looking for the extended interview as well and I couldn't find it either.
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#25
I stink.
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[B]THE FULL EXTENDED INTERVIEW:


Opie: Yeah. Contracts aren't the greatest thing. I didn't know what I was signing at the time.

Anthony: The company's always going to get what they want in a contract. Your lawyer or agent's job is to then negotiate with them to get the best deal for you. It's never exactly what you want, though. Usually the company gets a few things that you wouldn't like in there. The fact that we're not working right now is a good example of that. But when you're signing with them, it's all balloons and birthday cake.

Opie: Oh yeah, the boss came in with a five foot pen for us to sign the contract. Everything was great. I'm like, "Maybe I should read this thing before I sign." And they're like, "Oh, you don't need to read that."

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Quote:Originally posted by 60FeetUnderWater
I stink.

Take a shower, it works wonders. :tongue:
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THE FULL EXTENDED INTERVIEW:
thank you Sexbagel!!!

On their current employment situation

Anthony: The fallout from the Sex for Sam controversy has been that the Opie and Anthony show, which was syndicated to many major markets throughout the country is no longer on the air. And we are sitting, eagerly awaiting our return to the airwaves. We want to work. We love the medium of radio, but due to contractual issues, we can't go on the air until June.

Opie: Yeah. Contracts aren't the greatest thing. I didn't know what I was signing at the time.

Anthony: The company's always going to get what they want in a contract. Your lawyer or agent's job is to then negotiate with them to get the best deal for you. It's never exactly what you want, though. Usually the company gets a few things that you wouldn't like in there. The fact that we're not working right now is a good example of that. But when you're signing with them, it's all balloons and birthday cake.

Opie: Oh yeah, the boss came in with a five foot pen for us to sign the contract. Everything was great. I'm like, "Maybe I should read this thing before I sign." And they're like, "Oh, you don't need to read that."

Anthony: I'll compare it to something people can understand: a marriage. You go into a marriage and everyone's in love, so you don't think about the possibility of it ending. You just eat your cake and dance and put on the sunglasses and play the big blow-up saxophone with your friends. But then before you know it, you're in court going, "How much? What happened?"

Opie: Anthony and I are pretty intelligent guys, but when it comes to simple stuff like contracts, we're idiots.

Anthony: We really don't have much of a window to do any kind of work [because we're still under this contract.] Viacom doesn't want us working for them or anyone else at this point.

Opie: We pretty much gotta tell them when we're gonna dump.

Anthony: At first, it was like, "Damn, I'm going to Disney World. I'm going to the Bahamas." Then after a while, it's like, "I could go to the Bahamas again, but what am I going to do?" You find things to occupy the time. I think I've seen every DVD that's been put out.

Opie: You realize all of your friends have jobs. I wish this happened to me when I was 22, so I could call up all the guys and go to the beach. You make phone call after phone call after phone call and realize you're the only one not working.

Anthony: It's amazing. There is nothing going on in radio now. And I don't just say this as a poor schlep that isn't on the air at this point. I don't have anything to listen to. I used to listen to things like Ron and Fez, which was fun. There's nothing on in New York to make you turn your head from the road and look at your radio and go, "What!" Where's the controversy? Where's the fun? Where's the stuff that people either loved or hated but at least talked about? It's gone.

Opie: You gotta wait until June.

On the lessons of termination

Anthony: I don't know if there's much of a lesson to be learned from what happened to us, besides, if you're going to do something, there will be consequences. And in some cases, there's no way to prevent the consequences if you go through with the entire gag. We could have been fired for 20 other things before the final Sex for Sam contest if the cards had fallen a certain way. Like the Voyeur Bus thing, where we had a transparent bus full of nude women driving through midtown Manhattan

Opie: I really think we should have gotten fired for getting the C-word on live TV.

Anthony: That was another one. We had our listeners getting on live local news shots. We'd monitor the local news, and then when the camera went live, we'd tell people on cell phones who'd jump in behind the shot. Soon we had guys in there with signs and gorilla suits. Then one day this woman is doing her live shot and right up behind her comes this sign. I think that's the first time the word cunt was on broadcast TV. The sign said, um, just "cunt" right?

Opie: Yeah.

Anthony: But you know, come on, if you're sitting at home watching that, you're laughing your ass off. It's like "Did that just... Did... What the fuck? It just said cunt. And I don't know why."

Opie: It was a TV station that the parent company owned. So that's not smart if you want to keep your job.

Anthony: For these things, though, the fallout was always either, "It's going to be OK," or "You're fired." There's no gray area in between there.

Opie: There's just not an employee handbook for radio personalities. Any other job you can look it up and be like, "Oh, taking a leak in a coffee pot is not a good thing." But with us, you just never knew which was going to be the thing they fired you over.

Anthony: Whenever we get a new job, the first thing we say is, "We hope you enjoy the show. Some day you will tune the station in and we will not be there." Radio is a job where you don't get to say goodbye and you don't get two weeks notice. Listeners tune the station in and there's not any reference to you. They don't even allow you to take that box and make that walk of shame out of the building. You know, that box with the folders and the little plant, maybe a Ziggy cartoon that's been on your file cabinet for ages.

Opie: We know going into a new job that eventually we'll get the boot.

Anthony: It's a shame to have that attitude, but it's the nature of the beast. We have learned a few things though. Like not to send a couple to have sex in a church. That's a good example. There's a different climate now. There are a few people that can make a huge noise if they're offended by something. And they can negate what millions of people enjoy. They take the threat of economic warfare to the corporation, who listens to them like its gospel.

Opie: We need our own letterhead.

Anthony: Yeah, it seams if you have some fancy letterhead and you fire it off to a company with some threats and company sponsor names, you can pretty much control what a lot of people enjoy.


On getting the boot in Boston

Anthony: A lot of the radio jocks do these dopey, April Fool's gags. "Oh, look out your window at noon and you'll see a meteor!" Yeah, great. So Opie calls and goes, "Lets blow it out of the water with something so outrageous it will put all the other ones to shame. It'll end the genre of jocks doing these stupid things because after this where are you going to go?" So he goes, "I'm thinking we say, 'Mayor Menino's dead.'" I'd been out of construction, doing radio for about a year at that point. I was still just happy to be there. Plus I had just woken up and was groggy, so I was like, "Yeah, whatever O. Shooting planes from the hotel window? Great idea."

Opie: When we went on the air and said Menino was killed in a car crash, he happened to be on an airplane, and no one on his staff could get a hold of him. So people got panicked.

Anthony: At this point our boss started getting nervous because of the simple fact that he was getting calls asking what was going on. He came in and told us to back off the gag. Not stop it, just back off a little.

Opie: When you're in the process of pissing off your boss, it's very important to lock the studio door so he can't come in. You figure it's going to take him at least an hour to find the plug to pull the show off the air.

Anthony: We were able to see a TV in another studio and the station was running flashes like, "Mayor dead? Radio prank? April Fools hoax?" It was like, "Oh Jesus, we're in trouble now." I don't believe we actually said he wasn't dead for the entire show. We just left.

Opie: That's the beauty of how stupid we are. Our boss said, "As long as you say its an April Fool's prank at the end of the show, it's OK." We said, "No problem." Then all of sudden, we ran out of time. I don't know what happened, but we hit the Limp Bizkit record and walked out of the studio.

Anthony: When we were off the air over the next couple of days, the shit hit the fan. Our bosses hung us out to dry to save their own hides at that point. We've been in that situation a number of times.

Opie: You forgot to mention the pies.

Anthony: Oh yeah, our boss decides he's going to smooth things over. He calls the mayor's office and suggests that, in retribution for us saying the mayor was dead, we'll get into those old stocks that you put your head and hands through and let the mayor throw pies at our faces. We instantly said, "There's no way in hell we're having pies thrown at us." Where's the wacky horn on that one? So we went on the air that day and spent 45 minutes saying how stupid it was.

Opie: And they'd already ordered the pies.

Anthony: They ordered the pies!

Opie: Like a thousand of them.

Anthony: By this time we knew we were out the door anyway. They still had to find a way to use the leftover pies, though, so they decided to send us to a children's hospital.

Opie: They hired a photographer from a PR firm to take pictures and hoped the local paper would run shots of us handing out pies to sick children.

Opie: We were sitting there, trying to figure out what the hell we got ourselves into when one of the nurses had the kids start singing Christmas carols. Now remember, this is April. This one girl did a beautiful rendition of "Silent Night." Just awe inspiring. But the whole time I'm wondering in my head, "Why are they singing Christmas carols in April?" That's when one of the adults whispered in my ear, "You see Cindy there who just sang 'Silent Night?'" I was like, "Yeah, that was really nice." And the person said, "She's not going to see Christmas." Oh my God. Ant and I looked at each other like, "That's it."

Anthony: We told the photographer that if he snapped one picture, we'd kick his ass. We called the station and said, "Make nothing of this, you guys are vultures and assholes." We just gave the pies to the kids and got out of there.

Anthony: When the bosses don't know what the hell you do, you can't listen to their input. In radio, this guy is a suit. He knows nothing of what makes people laugh, but he's going to try to tell you about it anyway. Meanwhile, you're the one on the air that knows what the people want to hear. That's why you have the job. But the boss constantly has to be a part of that machine. Like this idiot we've just been talking about, Dave Douglas.

Opie: We called him the Ameba because he had no backbone.

Anthony: He used to say that we should consider him the third member of The Opie & Anthony Show. The third member!

Opie: That's like the boss that wants to go out with the guys after work: "Hey guys lets go get a beer!"

Anthony: No matter how much of a chum he is, he's not funny, and he doesn't know funny. He can tell you about how much the show's billing. That's great. But when it comes down to, "Guys, I don't think you should do this because I don't think it's funny enough to offset the risk." Shut up. We're doing it. We know why we're here and what got us here.

Opie: There is one other tip, though: When you fuck up, don't do it on a slow news day.

Anthony: Yeah, that's a biggy. That'll snowball on you. Also, you can't just go in on day one and lead with your balls. You gotta kiss a little ass at first. But after you build up a power base, all bets are off. You can jump on your boss and treat him like the dick he is.
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