Who are these people?
“Kevin Parker and Travis Scott.”
…
“Kevin’s the white one.”
Those names don’t give much of a clue.
“True. It’s not like Benmont Tench is standing next to Yung Thug.”
Right. You would be 99% sure of who was who in that situation.
“Are we being racist?”
I think we’re just being observant. But we could rephrase what we just said in a way that would make it racist as fuck.
“Let’s not.”
Why do you know these people?
“I did SNL with them.”
Oh, John, do you have another band? Do you need to see someone about this?
“It’s just a sit-in. I wrote the song with Travis.”
Lemme see this so-called SNL performance.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QcHxxwAXS_E
Is that what we’re calling a song nowadays?
“What was wrong with it?”
It didn’t have a chorus. Or a verse. Or a hook. It was, like a meth addict masturbating, both busy and pointless.
“Your opinion is neither welcome nor informed. Travis’ last record went to number one.”
Sounds like number two.
“You’re such a miserable–”
CELL PHONE NOISE
“–prick. Goddammit.”
Just answer it.
…
“You’re on with John.”
“Jonno, me lad, I hear you’re in need of management.”
“Is this Peter Grant?”
“The one and only.”
“I’m all fixed as far as representation goes, Pete.”
“You call me ‘Pete’ again an’ I’ll rip your fish-lips off, you right cunt.”
“Wow.”
“I’m your manager now. Me and your Jew worked it out when I dangled him out a window.”
“You dangled Irving Azoff out a window!?”
“Jus’ for a little bit.”
“Wow.”
“I’ve booked us some dates. 30 shows in 28 nights starting tomorrow. Also, I get 50% of your earnings from now on.”
“I don’t deserve this.”
The way Josh is playing in that video owes a lot to Bobby.
Hits a chord and the whammie, then repeat.
He owes Bobby a dollar for every time he does that.