"OH, NO HE DI'N'T!"
My Recent Interview with
Phony Baloney Quarterly
PBQ: I'm sitting here with locally renown songwriter Patrick Tyrrell, better known to his fans as Oh, that Patrick.
OH, THAT PATRICK: It's a privilege to be featured in such an august periodical as the Phony Baloney.
PBQ: Let's cut straight to the brass tax, Patrick. By what devil's alchemy do you concoct such a wide variety of music? It makes women coo, men roar, and babies 20% smarter.
OH, THAT PATRICK: I'm very worldly, I guess. I've spent years scouring the globe, absorbing different cultures, adopting various young musical prodigies who now work for me in my music studio. Some people would call it a sweat shop, but I actually expressly forbade perspiration last year in a company memo.
PBQ: Hmmm, shockingly clever, Patrick. How then, with such a disparate cabal of minions doing your songwriting do your songs emerge with such a signature persona?
OH, THAT PATRICK: Ahhh, that truly is the work of genius. I downloaded this awesome piece of shareware that takes an ordinary .wav file and imparts any variety of preset worldviews onto it. I've been rendering all the tracks on my recent album with the "Optimistic Minimalist" preset. It's a bit tinny, but I like its brightness overall.
PBQ: Last question, since I'm sure you need to go oil your slaves ... why don't you have any REAL press to feature on this website?
OH, THAT PATRICK: Well, this project is just getting off the ground. Plus, I have many hideous skeletons in my closet which would surely be exhumed were I to garnish national attention.
PBQ: I see. These skeletons are remnants of your sordid past, no doubt?
OH, THAT PATRICK: No .... they're quite literally hideous human skeletons. I forgot to feed my orphans initially. Some things you gotta learn the hard way, I suppose.
PBQ: Thanks again for your time. We look forward to many new surprises in the coming months.
OH, THAT PATRICK: You do? Crikey. I guess that means ol' Whippy is going to be crackin' overtime. Hyah!!!!