~Bill Hicks on Letterman~
Bill Hicks was introduced to me in the late late nights of summer 2001. As a dear work-a-holic Friend of the time and I were slaving away past midnight in the sweltering heat of this massive bakery, Ed’s Bread, Lousiville, Ky. (shut down in 2002) Kneading dough till our hands were dry in hurry to meet the morning deadline. As the head baker, I had brought in this massive igloo cooler collection of music CDs for it was my job, my duty to make sure my lovely helpers were well entertained and energized for production. I remember pulling out TOOL Anemia album, flipping back the lid, and asking my friend,
“Who is this Bill Hicks fella?“
Friend replied, ” You don’t know who Bill Hicks is? Why he’s a comedian, one of the best I say.” “You’ll have to get the Flying Saucer Tour album, and Arizona Bay.. oh.. and.. Rant in E minor! Those are the best without hearing the repeat punch lines on some of this smaller recorded performances.”
Friend then proceeded out of the building to his car and returned with Arizona Bay CD and popped it in the spinner.
~Friend proceeded to watch me out of the corner of his eyes. He was watching me, view me and my expression punchline after punchline Hicks spewed. I bellowed out loud with pleasure. I was hooked and he knew it.~
-Thank you, my dear Friend,
That night started a revolution in my head that … I wasn’t wrong, I wasn’t the bad guy, that I was happily different in my way of thought which separated me from the masses; for as each day that progressed in my life, I knew common sense, knowledge, and mindful thinking was the way to fight off the ignorance of the society in which I’m forced to live.
“Jesus Brick, sounds like you’ve been taking this Hicksology course a bit to serious!”
~Bill Hicks – Relentless (Live Stand Up Comedy)~
“This is the material, by the way, that has kept me virtually anonymous in America for the past 15 years. Gee, I wonder why we’re hated the world over?
Look at these fat Americans in the front row – ‘Why doesn’t he just hit fruit with a hammer?’ Folks, I could have done that, walked around being a millionaire and franchising myself but no, I had to have this weird thing about trying to illuminate the collective unconscious and help humanity. Fucking moron.”
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“We are the facilitators of our own creative evolution.” ―
As my life progressed as it became clear to me that all I was lacking was a proper mentor. The deceased Bill Hicks and his straightforward style of Hicksology was just the ticket I needed. A new era of laughter came upon me. A newfound blunt truth spoken reality formed as I finally found my steady brick wall to lean my back against as I told my sick Lousiville, Ky peers and much of the world of #mefirst ignorance infected zombie-like farmed humans to piss right off for they have lost the very foundation in which I, we were taught to keep.
Common sense, courtesy, and continuation!
It was shortly after that night in the bakery, listening, studying Bill, that I desired to be a better knowledgeable human, striving to make this the pinnacle of my many life goals and ambitions. I stand by this still to this day, trying my damnedest to get in Bill’s little black book.
“People suck, and that’s my contention. I can prove it on a scratch paper and pen. Give me a fucking Etch-a-sketch, I’ll do it in three minutes. The proof, the fact, the factorum. I’ll show my work, case closed. I’m tired of this back-slapping “Aren’t humanity neat?” bullshit. We’re a virus with shoes, okay? That’s all we are.”
-Bill Hicks
In the fall of 2018, the wife and I did roughly 3000 miles 12-day adventure motorcycle trip from Denver, CO down south to Texas then across the gulf coast to our tiny home at Beebop Farm™. (Those stories coming soon.) A sensational trip with zero flaws, a lot of bitching, and plenty of fun exciting times. Stop-offs at breweries, dispensaries, hot springs, monuments, ancient shit and despite the heavy downfall… we spent a full days ride up out of the way in good ol Mississippi to enjoy a few moments of dry peace hanging out with Bill and his family. There is no way I could be this close to him and not visit. I shared a drink and blacked my lungs all in the name and respect of this great man.
“Drum roll! dddddddddrrrrrrrrrrrrrruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm None smokers die every day!” – Bill Hicks
I am a true friend to the people I care for. Pity I can’t say the same to ones who call me friend.
“I know this is not a very popular idea. You don’t hear it too often any more … but it’s the truth. I have taken drugs before and … I had a real good time. Sorry. Didn’t murder anybody, didn’t rape anybody, didn’t rob anybody, didn’t beat anybody, didn’t lose – hmm – one fucking job laughed my ass off and went about my day. Sorry. Now, where’s my commercial?” – Bill Hicks
Bill will always be in my life. I want him to perform at my funeral. If Tupac shit-stick Shakur can get his 3-d hologram at Coachella 2012, I know I can get Bill to share his thoughts, feelings, and emotions at my wake.
New life goal has been established.
Thank you, Bill. You’re my hero.
Bill Hicks Quotes
Read? There are several books out there by or in relation to Bill Hicks the comedian. A standard Google search reveals it all.
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