Friday, April 23, 2010

Evil Editor Is 4

Today is a very, very, special, special day.

I’d like you to join with me in celebrating Evil Editor’s Fourth BloggEEversary.

For those of you who don’t know who EE is, he’s a fat old curmudgeon with a wonkers menagerie who dabbles in harmless wordplay the greatest editor the world has ever known — and you can find him here.

What EE knows about writing and editing can be outlined on the head of a pin — the size of Jupiter. Can you see how I’m using humour here as a subtle tribute to EE’s own comic brilliance?

There’s so much more I could say, to honour the guy and his contribution to literature — but if I don’t get breakfast soon, my stomach is going to crawl out of my throat and murder some neighbourhood dog. So, to be brief, let’s just say that anyone writerly who shares any kind of anniversary with the birth of Shakespeare has got to be sort of special. And two guys with wacky facial hair! How crazy is that?

So here’s my vocal tribute. It’s moving, heartfelt — and undeniably painful. As regular visitors to this blog will know, I currently have the builders in, so singing a love song to an older man was never going to be an easy trick to pull off, but when they started making merry with their electric drills, I struggled to get a full take, which is why it kind of dies at the end. Maybe one day you will all thank them for this.

Anyhow — here’s to EE and his truly magnificent blog.

If you want to join in the public adoration, go here.


fairyhedgehog said...

Utterly brilliant as always, Whirl.

I can't help wondering how you managed that high voice. Probably best not to know, I reckon.

Old Kitty said...

My cat started to howl in the middle of this song.


I kid you not.

I hope EE will be kind to you today.


take care

Robin S. said...

Oh my GOD - that is the best song I ever heard. I can't stop laughing...

King of the Eunuchs...

I'll be bursting out laughing all day, now, dammit, and how do I explain to a bunch of stuffy DC suits????

Phoenix said...

Carnegie Hall. Next week. See you there, Whirl.

Kerrie said...

Was the song played on the organ that slowly rises out of the floor at Blackpool Tower, because it really sounds like it is?

Bernita said...

Terrific tremulo, Whirl!
EE should be gratified!

Matthew said...


Evil Editor said...

Brilliant. And I'm pretty sure it could make it into the top 40 . . . in Uruguay!!

ril said...

Divine. The emotion brought a tear to my eye. Or was it the falsetto...?

Whirlochre said...

Heliotrope Hog
Had all the Bee Gees been alive, I would have hired them instead of doing it myself.

Old Kitty
At least he/she survived. I haven't seen Geoff since yesterday.

The best song you ever heard? Remind me never to check out your CD collection...

The dividing line between flattery and mockery becomes ever more thin as I trawl down the comments...

I hope so. And if you're hungry for more organs, I do have a few Wurlitzer recordings that could blitz the wax from a mountain of Edam.

I appreciate your knowledge of the finer points of this escapade.

Thanks for dropping by to share the grief.

Many happy returns. And you're quite right. All I need now are the 40" fake boobs and the beard.

In my case, it was the monkey wrench.

Anonymous said...

..............thanks, I've had that bloody song going around in my head all day since Robin played it this morning.........
...please...I need the antidote


Whirlochre said...

I'll dig out the number for the emergency Charlotte Church hotline straight away.

Anonymous said...

Sadly, I don't think the combined voices of Tom Jones, Shirley Bassey, Cerys Matthews, the Manic Street Preachers, and the Morriston Orpheus Male Voice Choir can overpower the voice that I can still hear in my head.


Whirlochre said...

It's down to Neil & Glenys then...

Anonymous said...

Damn you ARE good, how the hell do I get rid of Neil and Glenys?