Video of the Week: Do They Know It’s Christmas?

 

FAILURE (should not be an option, but sometimes just happens)

Dearest Phil,

I am truly sorry.  I have failed you.  I have failed the American public.  But perhaps most importantly, I have failed my dear parents who have doted on me, lo these many years, with the fondness of a tender gorilla caring for a fragile kitten.  I know that they have paid rapt attention to these missives of mine, going so far as to miss reruns of “Diagnosis Murder” when necessary.  And in the past week, I have only given them silent, deadly silence.  Mom, Dad: please forgive me.  And please forgive Phil Collins, who I’m sure is very busy at this time of year juggling holiday celebrations with multiple families across several nations and can’t be expected to keep me updated on his every move (although I sure wish he would).

At times like this, I must remind us all (especially myself) of how horrible things could be in this country, and how grateful we should feel no matter what our current position in life, at home, or in our jobs, or our status at the country club.  When you think what life must be like in war-torn Micronesia this Christmas, remember what a great man (Bono) once said: “Well, tonight, thank God it’s them instead of you.” 

I think that pretty much sums it up.

Stay tuned, there are more videos to come, and assuming nothing tragic occurs over the holidays, hopefully more letters (at last!) as well.

Happy Holidays,

JC

 

Video of the Week: Phil Goes Country

 

Video of the Week: Phil vs. Henry Mancini

 

Video of the Week: One More Night (Elvis version)

 

Magic.

Dear Phil Collins,

I know it’s probably too late to get you into the one they’re making now, but what are the chances you won’t be approached to appear in “Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows?”  I mean, pretty much every great British actor has appeared in at least one of these things.  It would be super awesome if they cast you as Grindelwald, the dark wizard and notoriously gay lover of teenage Dumbledore. 

I’m not crazy about you playing a bad guy, but that’s pretty much the only major role left that I can think of, and I’d hate to see you relegated to a measly background character or goblin.  Plus you’d get to wear a long, curly blonde wig which sounds like fun, doesn’t it?  The movie isn’t slated to come out unitl 2010 but you should get your agent on this immediately!  Don’t be a “Squib!”  Ha ha!

Signed (and sent by Owl),

Your “Muggle” Fan (who in no way resembles the character of Harry Potter or the actor Daniel Radcliffe whatsoever, thankyouverymuch)

 

New Baby

Sorry Phil,

I’ve been so wrapped up in my new cat that I haven’t had any time to write to you! Rest assured, I have locked the cat in a room and am spinning “No Jacket Required” at moderate to loud volume 12 hours a day to help indoctrinate him. Soon he will be just like a part of the family. He needs a name, though. Phil Jr.? Lil’ Phil? Philly Cheesesteak?

Thanks for your patience during this period of transition.

SEE CAT HERE

P.S. He’s not really a baby he’s more like a teenager, but cat teenagers are way better than human ones.

 

Animal.

Hello Jonathan,

It’s so good to hear that you’re planning to add a new animal companion to your home.  I am currently fathering over three dozen species on my palatial Swiss estate and, I can tell you, there’s no feeling like it in the world.  If I may offer a suggestion, Ostriches are particularly well-suited to your climate and make excellent gifts.  Consider rescuing a needy ostrich in your area this holiday season.

Buon Natale,

Phil.

 

Video of the Week: Phil on Letterman (w. Claire Danes)

 

Phil Speaks

Dear Jonathan,

Thank you for all your kind words.  Only recently has your copious correspondence been brought to my attention.  Due to the high volume of fan mail I receive daily, a modest facility in Swindon has been established to handle and process all incoming.  Staffed by 307 war widows and invalids, it is quite infrequent that specific bits of mail are brought to my personal attention.  Somehow your letters made their way through middle management to upper-middle management to a minor record label executive to my tour manager and finally to my accountant, who saw fit to stash them inside a portfolio I recently found stuffed in my Swiss post office box.  Needless to say I am quite thrilled by your abundant enthusiasm and interest in my personal well being. 

To make up for lost time, here are a few quick answers to your more pressing inquiries:

(1) Yes.

(2) Perhaps, I’ll think about it.

(3) Maybe.

(4) A lovely gold heart-shaped pendant.

(5) Absolutely not.

(6) I’ll talk to my people and get back to you.

(7) Fourteen and a half.

(8) No.

Please keep in touch.  Someone has spoken to the foreman and it is hoped that your letters and packages will be expedited to my door.  I look forward to communicating with you at length about some of your fascinating ideas.

Regards,

P.C.