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Wayne gets an idea Wayne: I'm 34... / Wayne: Skint, homeless, "unemployed" / Wayne: Obviously I should start a new band... / Wayne: Obviously...
Angst, schmangst Wayne: There will be no angst in my band... / Wayne: We will sing songs about... um... / [no dialogue] / Wayne: Ok, so maybe a little angst.
No timewasters Wayne: I can't wait to start rehearsals... / Wayne: I need a drummer, a guitarist, and a horn player... / Wayne: Feh / Wayne: Why does advertising for musicians seem intrinsically lame?
True Story Great Musical Disasters #1: Trusting a lead guitarist with directions. / Wayne: Yeah, I'm in the queue for the ferry now. Where are you? / Wayne: You're near Dover? / Wayne: No, no I don't care how fast you got there. / Wayne: Man, our ferry leaves from Portsmouth. See you in France. Shit.
Yes, you can have a bagel Great Musical Disasters #2: Working with a lead singer / Wayne: Oh come on, man, get out of the car. We've a second set to do... / Wayne: I know the guy in the red shirt was rude to you. It's ok. He's left now. / Wayne: Yes you can have a bagel. But later. After the set. After they pay us. / Wayne: Oh come...
 
Secret venue Great Musical Disasters #3: Going on last at T[redacted] / Mike: I'm not getting any bass in the monitors. / Wayne: No, the amp's blown. Wing it. / Chris: Why does the snare sound sloshy? / Mike: It's got beer in it. / Chris: In it? / Mike: Don't ask. / Mike: (I'm hoping it's beer.) / Chris: This mic doesn't...
And we'll all live together in a big house Wayne: I've been told having a band cartoon isn't original... / Wayne: That's ok... / Wayne: hmf... / Wayne: Nor's "having a band"...
My singing is better than this Wayne: I don't see why the fact I can't draw should stop me doing a cartoon. / Wayne: *cough* / Wayne: After all... / Wayne: If that kind of shit bothered me, I wouldn't sing...
In real life it's two chickens Wayne: So, my nose ends in a point, my glasses are asymmetrical, and I seem to have a dead chicken on my head instead of hair. / Chicken: What do you mean, dead? / Wayne: Oh great. / Chicken: Yeah. Quick tip. This 'meta' arc is going nowhere. Do more 'Great Musical Disasters'. They were nearly fu...
Sometimes, you want to go on early Great Musical Disasters #4: Being asked to follow the headliners / Mike: Sure are a lot of industry people here tonight... / Wayne: Yeah. / Wayne: I guess they've all come to see Cutie and the Session Boys... / Later... / Chris: Ok, let's treat it as a rehearsal... / Wayne: Man, even the bar staff have...
 
Worst gig I was ever involved with Great Musical Disasters #5: Working with unstable people / Nav: Man, I can't believe he just walked off stage in the middle of our set... / Wayne: Off stage? He's left the building completely. / FX: Ring!! Ring!! / Nav: Hello. A plane. You're on a plane to where? You don't know. Ok. Bye now.
Doesn't tell the half of it Great Musical Disasters #6: Working with big headed people / Dave: Hi, I'm Dave. I've worked with Paul McCartney, Sting and the Beach Boys. I made forty grand last year. And you? / Wayne: Uh, hi. / Wayne (thinks): So why are you doing this free session at my mate Brian's house? / Dave: Ok. Don't say a...
Penicillin for the soul Wayne: My Musofinder ad has only yielded one response so far... / Wayne: From a guy called Igor who wanted to tell me I can't draw. / Chicken: Yeah, but you can't. / Wayne: I know. / Wayne: I can still make chicken soup though / Chicken: You'd be bald. / Wayne: Mm, chicken soup. / Chicken: Not funny.
Busy is good Wayne: So far this year I've played eight gigs... / Wayne: Four with 'My Scarlet Darling', two with 'Vivachi', and two with Kevin G. Davy. (Nothing of my own). / Chicken: So what, do you want a medal or something. / Wayne: No, I want a bassist and drummer for 'Fit and the Conniptions'... / Chicken:...
At least the chicken talks to him Chicken: So, this is your idea of character development, is it? / Chicken: Conversations with an imaginary chicken who lives on your head? / Wayne: Ok, ok, more Great Musical Disasters. / Chicken: Great Comic Disasters, more like. / Wayne: Chicken soup. / Chicken: You see? Not funny.
 
It's not always so bad if they get the name wrong Great Musical Disasters #7: Being booked for the wrong gig. / [[Sign: The Regency Conservative Club]] / [[Sign: Tonight's Entertainment: 5.30 - Tea, 6.30 - Rock and Roll with Bill The Bob, 7.30 - Cake]] / Band member (thinks): I don't know how many times I told them it's 'Beelzebub'... / Other band member...
Clowns should do comedy Great Musical Disasters #8: Working with arrogant and delusional people / Clown: I just told that dickwad to fuck off. / Wayne: But 'that dickwad' is head of A+R at Sony... / Clown: So what? / Wayne: So you've now personally insulted guys from every major label... / Wayne: As a pop act, we're fucked. / Clown:...
Organisation of the imagination Great Musical Disasters #9 - Four bands, no kit... / Wayne: Promoters reason that if bands can organise themselves to rehearse and get gigs booked... / Wayne: They can easily organise between themselves who should bring the full kit to a gig. / Wayne: *cough* / Wayne: So you see the problem...
It's a hairdressing salon and gallery Wayne: Last night's gig at Flaxon Ptootch was fun. I think... / Wayne: Though I'm kind of the worse for wear today after being paid in alcohol... / Chicken: Oh come on... / Chicken: If you'd been paid in money, you'd only spend it on drink... / Wayne: Thanks.
Oh no, there's no lack of material Wayne: It's the twentieth cartoon today. A small milestone, but still. Yay. / Chicken: You are so running out of material. / Wayne: I so am not. What makes you say that, anyway? / Chicken: Reread what you put in the first panel there. Then get back to me. / Wayne: Thanks.
 
How about next week Wayne: I have a couple of possible bassists and a couple of possible drummers. / Wayne: I haven't hired a rehearsal room yet, though. I seem to be paralyzed. / Chicken: You should get on with it then. / Wayne: Yeah. / Chicken: It would also help if you didn't spend the whole time worrying about this...
This explains almost everything Great Musical Disasters #10: Soundcheck at 6.00, Gig at 10.30... / 6.30 / Muso A: Ok. So we've got four hours before the gig. Let's not fuck up. / 8.00 / Muso A (from off panel): No, they don't do coffee. / Muso B, Wayne: Ah sod it. Same again. / 9.00 / Muso A: I need to eat something. / Muso B: We have...
It also helps to plug some leads in Great Musical Disasters #11: Forgetting to press the 'record' button. / Wayne: Wow! What a take! I've never played that tune so well. / Wayne [looking at monitor]: AUGH! / Wayne: *Sob* / Wayne: I swear, If I could, I'd never work with me again.
The old old story Great Musical Disasters #12: Working with people who are rude to the soundman... / [[Soundcheck...]] / N: Can I get more me in the monitors? Actually, can I get more everything in the monitors? / N: Also, you want more mid in the bass and less bass in the vocal. Unlike some, I know sound. / Soundman...
All too true Chicken: So, are you anywhere nearer getting the band together yet? / Wayne: [says nothing] / Wayne: *sigh* / Wayne: Man, I am so fucked right now. / Chicken: Oh yeah. That's gonna help.
 
Looking that gift horse right in the mouth Chicken: Ah shit. You stink of skunk... / Chicken: I thought you promised yourself you wouldn't smoke that shit any more... / Wayne: Yeah, I did... / Chicken: So what happened? / Wayne: Someone gave me some... / Chicken: You're a total fucking moron, you know that.
Great Fecial Hair Disasters Great Facial Hair Disasters #1: Finding out you have the same beard as the world's most famous kiddy-fiddler... / Wayne: I was getting funny looks... / Wayne: A couple of people said something. It had to go. / Chicken: The funny looks were because you looked ridiculous. / Wayne: Thanks. / Chicken: It...
Can't wait Chicken: You are so totally running out of material... / Chicken: The last three comics have either been about being stoned or about your beard. None were funny. / Chicken: Aren't you supposed to be getting a band together or some thing like that? / Wayne: I am / Wayne: First rehearsal is next Wednesday. / Chicken:...
It was a great night, though Wayne: Another gig with free alcohol last night, this time at The Vortex. / Wayne: I need to go on the wagon for a bit... / Chicken: Aren't you playing at The Finnegan's Wake in Ealing on Thursday? / Wayne: Yeah. / Chicken: That's a pub, isn't it. / Wayne: Yeah. / Chicken: Heh. / Wayne: Thanks.
It was a clash of styles Wayne: Today's rehearsal stroke jam didn't go all that well... / Wayne: We just didn't seem to click... / Chicken: That's putting it mildly, to say the least. / Wayne: Yes, it is. / Chicken: So if music doesn't work out, maybe you should try for the Diplomatic Service. / Wayne: Yeah, maybe. Also, maybe...
 

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