By Rik Mayall
Publish 12 months note: First released January 1st 2005
In this electrifying autobiography, Rik stands bare in entrance of his sizeable legions of fanatics and disciples and invitations them to take communion with the blood he has spilled for them in the course of his thirty yr warfare on exhibit business.
He invented substitute comedy with The young children, he introduced down the Thatcher management with the recent Statesman and he replaced the face of world tradition together with his masterpiece backside. not just was once his #1 unmarried dwelling Doll the saviour of rock 'n' roll yet he additionally rescued the British movie with the significant sales created via his mythical motion picture Drop lifeless Fred. In 1998, he survived an assassination test and spent 5 days in a coma sooner than he actually got here again from the useless. Having accomplished numerous exceptional characteristic motion pictures, television sequence, dwell extravaganzas and radio voice-overs on account that then, Rik Mayall is now poised close to an entire new epoch-shattering revolution.
For the 1st time ever, Rik finds in print the deep internal fact in the back of his gargantuan ascent to the top of overseas gentle leisure --" the psychological hospitals he has damaged out of, the tv executives he has assaulted, the medication he has certainly no longer taken, the charities he has bankrupted, the numerous pregnancies he has engendered, and much more.
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Josephine STEPPED IN FRONT of the audience. “When saw those watching faces a giddiness swept over me . . let the music carry me away. ” At the END of the CHORUS LINE, she stumbled off balance on elastic legs— on purpose— looked up in surprise, dropped her elbows like limp washcloths, CROSSED HER EYES, flashed a smile. And the audience LAUGHED. Josephine jutted out her hip, flirted and grinned, and STOLE THE SPOTLIGHT from Eva, the star. The audience howled. Eva, the chorus, the director— all raged at Josephine.
On the ship from New York, just like any good ole American hotel, rich white flappers and sleek gentlemen strolled the UPPER decks, Josephine and the cast of La Revue Nègre strutted the LOWER deck— SEGREGATED. They all landed in France together. Boarded the French train together. And in the dining car, “We were welcomed . . ” WERE THE FRENCH COLOR-BLIND? The ebullient troupe of Harlem Negroes poured out of the train into rainy Paris, wearing vermillion, rose, yellow, and green, plaid pants, polka-dotted skirts and shirts, outlandish hats tipped over ebony faces, and every one of them laughing to beat the band.
She popped her knees, slapped her bottom, twirled like a top, she skipped, SHE SIZZLED. The chorus of frenzied dancers joined her. Deep-trapped steam FLASHED and WHISTLED. Josephine was on fire. CALL THE FIRE DEPARTMENT. No! Don’t. Mais oui— knees squeeze, now fly arms scissor and splay. QUELLE SURPRISE! Word got out. Opening night the theater CRACKLED with tension. A giant dancer lifted Josephine onto the stage. Like BLACK LAVA, she slid off his back and faced the audience. Her deep volcanic core—filled with emotion, filled with music—ERUPTED.