Hop into my fancy space-time continuum zapper and zip ahead into unexplored regions where music and fashion meet: a magical aesthetic land through which we coquettishly zig and zag about the closets of UI’s fave new interviewees to examine the physical and psychological baggage they pack their shizzle in.
Today, we’re poking our heads into The Mighty Boosh’s decidedly overstuffed closets of fun. Old-school British comedians/cross-dressers/mushroom ’do propagators/pirate-stache boosters/manicure fans/musicians extraordinaire, The Mighty Boosh are post-mod Renaissance Men. Unlike most entertainers wielding overstuffed resumes–they have a hit TV show on the BBC, a radio show, they do theater and yes, they’re musicians too–they actually have the talent, energy and chops to pull it off, sans any ugly Purple Drank / 9-5 meltdowns possibly brought on by overexposure to dangerous, brain-damaging hair product chemicals.
So while The Mighty Boosh cranks out the funniest shit the folks from across the pond have sent us since Monty Python, featuring ridiculously complex musical numbers that draw from a Rainbow Brite cornucopia of musical genres, they also manage to look strangely sexy in their leopard print blouses, black nail polish, what one can only hope is ironically bad hair-styling choices and eclectic headgear. I can’t help but wonder: What in God’s name do they make of America’s generally tepid variety-act offerings?
Check out their lukewarm, classically British endorsements below. (Their favorite act seems to involve some sort of amateur video that cast portly non-actors to, er, become acquainted Biblically…on the dance floor of a night club. They do “quite like” Amy Sedaris though).
TOPICS: Flashion Forward, Kathleen Willcox