Nobody is claiming to have had intercourse with Mr. Neely here. But if we did, this is what it would look like…
Coincidentally, that’s also the image of mass copulation that Baby Cakes has dreamed up in today’s premiere. Which brings us to this big announcement: by popular demand and as a reward to the dear members who took part in the “Name A Brad Neely Student” post back in October, we’ve made good on our promises and created out of thin air Boobie Bunny t-shirts!! Behold…
Just in time for Christmas! Except we’re not sure exactly when they’re being delivered. But again, all of you that responded to the those two blog posts, keep checking your inboxes. There’ll be a special message from us soon.
Imagine that strangely attractive beast on a nice, clean, crisp white T. Tit-alizing, isn’t it? Ever since we watched Baby Cakes‘ Group Therapy, we can’t get the thought out of our normally empty heads.
So, who’s wants one?? Who wants a Bobbie Bunny T-shirt?? We’ll make ‘em. We might even just give them to you. Just depends on how you ax.
Maybe we’ve gotten a bit possessive, but we hate to fathom Baby Cakes and the Professor Brothers involved in some kind of hyped-up cock fight or whatever.
So, who are the heartless bastards that came up with this crudely drawn competition between Brad Neely’s creations? Brad Neely and his friends.
Recently, when we were forcing Brad to do director’s commentary for our Inside The Artist series, he told us about how he and a former co-worker used to while away the workday coming up with fantasy face-offs between various comic book heroes. They’d end up drawing boxing poster-style pictures of the opposing characters, and then signing off on which one they’d pick to win the fight. Other friends of theirs joined in, and it soon became a blog called Versus.
The site is a treasure of trove of absurdist inside jokes. Many of the proposed fights involve super heroes…
…but there’s also matches between musicians and movie characters…
…as well as historical figures and forces of nature.
(We couldn’t help but notice that Brad always seems to pick whatever character is on the left side of the fight bill. Hmmm.)
OK, so “director’s commentary” makes it sound like Brad wears a beret and sits in a studio chair with a megaphone in his hand, shouting instructions at Baby Cakes and The Professor Brothers. Of course he doesn’t do that. That’s just silly.
But, given enough booze and coddling, the normally reclusive and tight-lipped artist is capable of opening up about his handiwork. So, when he was in town recently, we did the only honorable thing we could think of: we plied him with Ghetto Blasters (using his own secret recipe) and forced him to talk about some of his most popular videos.
(That’s Brad approaching total blackout mode)
The result? A series of candid conversations with Brad about four of his masterpieces: I Am Baby Cakes: Lies, Bring The Gold, The Professor Brothers: Substitute, and I Am Baby Cakes: The Role Play Tournament. Believe you us, this stuff is a goldmine for obsessive fans and casual observers alike (except if you’re hoping to see Brad’s face; just like Dr. Claw, only his hands appear in the videos). His explanations for his creations are as entertaining as the actual videos themselves.
What’s more, this behind-the-scenes chit-chat with Mr. Neely also marks the inaugural installment of our new Inside The Artist series (found here). In the future, we’ll be James Liptoning all over many of our favorite video makers’ work under this banner. So, pay attention!
Now, those of you who already receive our newsletter got this first snippet a while ago. Those of you who don’t receive our newsletter need to sign up for it (or just subscribe to the RSS feed on the newsletter page). But enough about that. Without further ado, here it is: the first taste of Inside The Artist: Brad Neely. Enjoy!
How about them Oscars?! Boy, we had a fun time watching them over at my girlfriend’s house. Porkchop’s selling the place, so all she has in her living room is her TV and a massage table. Which was a perfect set-up for a rousing game of “Diversity Fingers.”
Here were the rules: every time hostess Ellen DeGeneres cooed and beamed about how multicultural, how international and how black-white-and-rainbow-hued the evening’s nominees and audience were, Porkchop had to give me a quick massage with vegetable oil. That included camera shots of old people (Peter O’Toole), little people (Abigail Breslin), and gay people (Ellen). So, long story short, after the first 30 minutes, I passed out on the massage table.
Thankfully, Porkchop woke me up later with some freshly-brewed Tummy Mint tea. And it was just in time to see Martin Scorsese win an award for The Departed King Of Scotland!! I hear that’s his first one. It’s so nice to see the Academy finally honor the film world’s greatest Greek director. Mazel tov!
Speaking of high drama, there is a new Baby Cakes on our home page today. It’s all about him going to see a play by the great bard himself, Ben Johnson.
Please you doth check it: superdeluxe.com
That’s the going rate for Ms. Shave-Me-Baldy-One-More-Time’s shorn locks. If you haven’t already indulged yourself in the sordid details, check it out: www.buybritneyshair.com. They say they’ll even throw in the can of Red Bull Britney was drinking that day. I knew she was on something!!
Now, if these upitty hairdresser idiots were true entrepeneurs, they’d make the most of their hairy clump of pop gold, and sell off the individual strands for… let’s see… $2000 each!! All they’d have to do is move a measly thousand pieces of hair, and they would net two-million dollars. It’s a no-brainer. As you can see, they’ve got enough tresses to reach 10 freaking million!
OK. Maybe not. Taking a second look at that picture, it doesn’t actually look like that much hair, does it?? Hmm. You can’t really tell. Hair sure is hard to count.
Well, either way, it’s safe to say that we here at Super Deluxe aren’t too concerned about Britney’s bald head. In fact, we’re pretty jaded towards bald people in general. That’s because there’s only one hairless idiot we obsess over. His name is Baby Cakes and this is his latest diary entry…
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