Brothatime!! and I were talking last night about how awesome Welcome Home Roscoe Jenkins is, particularly the scenes with the whole family in them, and it made me think about how the more black people there are in the room, the funnier they are. I know this probably makes me a racist, but I'm just jealous. You get two black guys talking to each other, they're gonna be laughing. Three, there's gonna be some howling. But you get five or six together, pull up a chair and listen, cause you'll have a fucking awesome time laughing your head off. Just how it is. You do the same with white people, and you'll find yourself with a group of people trying to tell you they never watch television. Ring-a-ding-ding.It reminds me somehow of a quote I once read in A Day in the Life:
"On April 26 1969, a young engineer at Abbey Road Studios named Jeff Jarratt was getting ready to work his first session with the Beatles, who were then recording tracks for Abbey Road. George Martin was unable to attend, but Martin tried to prepare the nervous Jarratt for what he was about to experience. Jarratt recalled Martin saying, "There will be one Beatle there, fine. Two Beatles, great. Three Beatles, fantastic. But the minute the four of them are there, that is when then inexplicable charismatic thing happens, the special magic no one has been able to explain."
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