Hi. We're going to talk about some nice things today. Did you know that? Sure. Some special things for you, and some special things for me too. We have a special guest here today. Can you say that? Guest? Sure, I knew you could. We're going to talk today to a musician; a guy who plays the ba**. You know what a ba** is, don't you? Can you say that? Don't? Sure you can
Mr Rogers: Hello. How are you?
Billy Bob: You think somebody can get me a cup of coffee or somethin?
Mr Rogers: You're not used to getting up early
Billy Bob: Huh ... I'm not here yet
Mr Rogers: What time do you usually get up?
Billy Bob: I usually get up when the sun is warm, like 1:30, 2:00 in the afternoon
Mr Rogers: I like to get up around 6:30
Billy Bob: That's insane. You're stupid
Mr Rogers: Oh
Billy Bob: You should sleep late man. It's much easier on your constitution
Mr Rogers: We're going to talk about your ba** and how big it is, and things like that. It looks like a violin, but it's bigger, isn't it
Billy Bob: It's a hell of a lot bigger
Mr Rogers: Can you say ...
Billy Bob: Violin's a little wimpy thing
Mr Rogers: Can you say wimpy?
Billy Bob: Wimpy
Mr Rogers: That's right
Billy Bob: Little wimpy thing
Mr Rogers: I like the way you say that, did you know that?
Billy Bob: I do now! What the hell, you're easily amused, aren't you. I say wimpy wompy wambley
Mr Rogers: I know what you mean. You know something? I like what your face does when you play. It kind of gets all kind of scwinched up
Billy Bob: Yeah somebody told me once that my face when I play the ba**, it looks like some sort of ah ah like big jellyfish or somethin like that, it just keeps movin
Mr Rogers: Sure
Billy Bob: You can never identify what the face is, it's real ugly sometimes, it's really weird, looks like a
Mr Rogers: Sure
Billy Bob: Fruit or somethin
Mr Rogers: Tell me some of the things you think about when you're playing, some of the images. Because of course when you're playing I thought about things like sheep and things like that, little candies, fresh little candies and things like that. Do you think of those things too?
Billy Bob: Oh, I basically think about my financial situation. I count every like beat that I play when I play, and I figure how many notes I give in into the space you know ...
Mr Rogers: Uh huh. Sure
Billy Bob: Out into space for how much I'm gettin paid and I am workin cheap
Mr Rogers: Must be hard to sort of struggle to get your band together
Billy Bob: Oh man, especially when you be liftin piano man. That is the worst. I worked as a mover for two years while I was first gettin the band together and also I also made pizza
Mr Rogers: But now you're making music so the story sort of has a happy ending, doesn't it
Billy Bob: Uhh, it's yeah it's sort of a happy ending. We just got the shaft from a record company that promised to pay us a certain amount of royalties
Mr Rogers: Oh that's too bad
Billy Bob: They said all sorts of stuff when into pre-production
Mr Rogers: That's too bad
Billy Bob: They be chargin us for typewriters, they be chargin us for ... stamps they say. How much is a stamp? You know? I'll buy the god damn stamp
Mr Rogers: Sure. I know what you mean. Well I'm sure a lot of people our there would like to know how a big, strong guy like you who plays the ba** so well gets to be so strong, what he eats to be like that. Can you tell us that?
Billy Bob: Well I eat a lot of garbage food, but I mainly subsist on stuff like sandwiches and tins of tuna, chicken... something like that from a change store.... Soda
Mr Rogers: Do you ever have Egg McMuffin?
Billy Bob: Sometimes, either that or cheese prainish
Mr Rogers: Can you say Egg McMuffin?
Billy Bob: Eggamuffin, yeah
Mr Rogers: Well I know what I'd like to do now. I'd like to hear you play some ba**
Billy Bob: I'd like to do that
Mr Rogers: Well, we're going to go to the magic kingdom
Billy Bob: Oh no, it's too early for me. I gotta drive