02/07/07
So…
I was informed by my management last week that they were pulling the Fopp gigs until they had received outstanding payments from them. By the end of the week Fopp had gone under.
I have decided to claim that I single-handedly brought down a corporate Empire (albeit a shit one) . Outstanding cash aside, I wont really be sad to see the back of the Fopp gigs.
Having seen first hand the inside dealings of said ‘organization’ it’s not really a surprise to me that they folded in on themselves - houses of cards and all that – but I do take issue with the manner in which it happened and their staff were informed.
On Friday for example I noticed a bulletin on MySpace for the attention of all Fopp employees which merely contained a link to the BBC online article declaring that Fopp had gone under, with the information that all stores were now closed and the now former employees would not be paid outstanding wages. The moral implications of this are abhorrent to say the least, hearing about your immediate unemployment on a fucking MySpace bulletin.
Every time something like this happens, the sound bite of “it’s just business” gets thrown about the place with alarming regularity, and some people for some fuck-knows-why reason are actually placated by it. “It’s just business” should not be accepted as a defence – labelling something as “business” should not exonerate ones actions as being less callous or reprehensible. People get treated like shit by business, whilst a few skim profit off the top as they no-doubt put their evil actions to the back of their minds, not allowing themselves to think about the knock on effect they have instigated for the sake of a few lousy quid, whilst their victims (and yes they are fucking victims) worry with increasing desperation about where their rent money is coming from.
The revolution is long overdue…I’m starting to think it perhaps wont come at all at this rate.
As for the actual Fopp gig itself, I can now go on the record as saying it really wasn’t much fun. The room had potential, but the company of Fopp seemed disinterested in meeting us half way (they were probably too busy searching down the back of the sofa for pound coins) and I had already decided that I wasn’t going to be indulging it much longer. The thing was, they were quick to throw stones our way when they weren’t happy with something like…erm…me, but tortoise-like when asked to do simple things like get some fucking lights that didn’t resemble the Mastercard logo (Steve Williams’ brilliant joke there - not like he can use it again) or put a poster up.
They were fucking useless…don’t know how they managed to run a successful busine…oh wait they didn’t.
Just wish I’d nicked more cds now.
So one of my resident compere jobs falls to the wayside, but as I am brilliant, I didn’t have to wait long for another, and had a tentative chat about a new one last night. As it was just a tentative chat, I shall hold fire on revealing the venue, but when I have performed there so far it has been an absolute pleasure and I would be happy to return there regular.
Unremarkable gigs aside (except for the one at EDComedy last week - where I arm-wrestled a lad who had cerebal palsy whilst the audience looked on in horror - I won of course - big cheer for me), most of my time has been taken up with the podcast, and in between the recordings and editing I have been busying myself reading the increasing amount of hate mail due to my treatment of Raji James on the programme. I would like to say a thankyou to all that have written to me on the subject, and please rest assured, every single one of your mails has filled me with delight and demonic glee and strengthened my resolve to continue to treat Little Random Comedian Mate Raji James Who Used To Be On EastEnders But Ruined It with ever-increasing disdain and borderline-torture.
I know it’s what you all secretly want.
Episode Four of “The Ray Peacock Podcast” is just up. I know that we always warn about explicit content and that, but I feel I should emphasise that this episode contains heightened mischief and childishness on a level previously unexplored. It could be considered both morally and ethically reprehensible, but in my defence – it is just business…
It can be found at the following places:
CLICK THIS TO LISTEN TO EPISODE FOUR
RIGHT CLICK THIS AND 'SAVE TARGET AS' TO DOWNLOAD EPISODE FOUR
It’s on swanky iTunes as well:
The Ray Peacock Podcast on iTunes
That is all for now – I'm off to watch Hostel 2 - you may return to your day carrying my love with you at all times.
xxx
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employees with no pay.
However I am most sad because I have £15 of vouchers for FOPP that
I have been getting excited about spending. They have taken away part of my birthday. Damn them and their unsuccessful empire!
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