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By Smaktakula
We’ve Got Culture Coming Out Our Asses!
We were cobbling together another installment of Ask Tardsie when it occurred to us that we haven’t done enough to ensure the cultural edification of our audience. As professional recording artists (for those of you who, like us, have an extremely liberal definition of “professional recording artist”), we felt it was incumbent upon us to, for one day at least, to diverge from our usual gutter-minded potty-mouthery.
Dylan Thomas Was No Stranger To Drink. Hell, The Man’s Initials Were “D.T.!”
We thought you would enjoy hearing Tardsie read some of the world’s greatest poetry. Today we have selected portions of Dylan Thomas’ A Child’s Christmas In Wales (note: although the poem itself is safe for work, Tardsie manages to curse while introducing the poem): ENJOY!
And We Cannot Lie!
Promethean Times 
Yeah, that’s right Ted Talks….fuck you.
I love Tardsie!!
I can assure you the affection is requited.
Those TED guys think they’re so smart. But you know what? They’re not!
Back from vacation, and I couldn’t ask for anything more. I’m ashamed to admit that I listened to this twice. And laughed like a freak both times. You know, Tardie’s humor isn’t far off from that of “Dumb and Dumber,” so not sure why the Smak is so down on that flick. He obviously doesn’t share the sac(k)’s wit and appreciation for fine humor. 😉
Very glad you liked it!
But regarding Tardsie’s humor–it’s quite possible that it is of D&D caliber, but remember, if you open Tardsie up, he’s empty inside and smells vaguely of weed.
Well, he IS from California, after all…
And it may not surprise you to know that our favorite part was when we were kicking the Welsh.
No surprise at all.
Smak, I must say I pictured you in a silk smoking jacket sitting in a comfy chair, near a fireplace whilst reciting this and I don’t know, a donkey in the background. Sheer poetic genius, my friend and one of my favorite tunes btw. Just got back from the gym and was listening to this. Bravo, bravo.
Thanks, Brigitte! I use a vaporizer, so no smoking jacket is needed. However, the Victoria’s Secret camisole I’m wearing is silk, and you were dead-on about the donkey!
I have no idea what you’re talking about but whatevs. They pulled your pic, dude.
Le Clown isn’t around so I’m gonna say it: MAGNIFICENT! I knew Dylan Thomas had to be a butt man—those Welsh guys know their way around sheep, so you just know they like their girls with back too. Sir Mix-a-Lot’s rap version of this is pretty good, but there’s nothing like hearing it recited as the author intended. Thanks, Smak.
Seriously, Weebs you should do stand-up comedy. Please let me know what NYC places you’ll be at and I’ll buy a ticket.
Oh Brigitte, you’re so kind. If I ever had the nerve to do stand-up, it would be a miracle. But if I did, of course I’d make sure you got a free ticket.
I wanna ticket, too, please!
A free ticket for you too, Chica B!
I didn’t know Dylan Thomas’ poetry was so good. Does this mean that Isiah Thomas is related to Bob Dylan?
Unquestionably, it does.
Thanks, Bumba!
You’ve allowed me to see a Dylan Thomas I never new existed until now. This is precisely what cultural edification is all about. I’d love to see you open up the world of Shakespeare and Edgar Allan Poe for me as well.
We live to give, Tom! And thanks for giving us some ideas!
Oh. Dear. God. You are so darn funny! Your radio voice is the coolest…(honestly)