The Bedroom Philosopher’s latest LP, Songs From The 86 Tram, had me giggling from start to finish. It’s not an easy task to pull off music comedy, but Heazlewood does with gusto. Justin’s stage name, ‘The Bedroom Philosopher’, was coined during his Triple J days when producer Vicki Kerrigan said his lyrics were like ‘bedroom philosophy’. The name stuck and soon announcers were calling him ‘The Bedroom Philosopher.’
The album embraces a blend of genres and characters and is set on Melbourne’s famous 86-tram route. But you don’t have to be a Melbournite to listen to this, Heazlewood has his finger firmly on the pop culture pulse and his witty references of all things current will definitely impress you.
Justin plays eleven different personas, each song introduces a new character and their unique story. “This album is an exercise in character exploration. In comedy, bogans get made fun of all the time, and old people and junkies are easy targets. I was interested in also taking on demographics that are rarely satirised in any way,” he says. From a Sudanese refugee who loves AFL, a broken hearted Irish backpacker who ‘can’t cut up the photos of us because they’re on Facebook,’ to a jaded, middle aged mum who fantasizes about Andre Rieu – it’s Chris Lilley meets Flight of the Concords and it’s fucking hilarious.
The stand out track, Northcote (So Hungover) is going to be massive. Already on high rotation at Triple J, Justin nails the Indie rocker accent and I actually know people who sound like this! It's obvious he puts immense amount of effort into the characterisation of his subjects. Another gem is New Media, a clever piss take on uber creative types who are 'full of ideas' and rushing off to important meetings. But if you’re thinking it’s all laughs, you’re wrong. The acoustic number, A Song To Nod Off To, serves as a refreshing divide between all the humour.
Songs From The 86 Tram is musically rich as it is funny. From hip-hop, piano ballards, yacht rock and Indie. Is there anything this writer, comedian and singer can’t do? It appears not. The Bedroom Philosopher even holds a world record for the longest continuous singing of John Farnham’s “You’re The Voice.” Justin says, “I sung it for 9 hours. I intended to go for 12 but I got bored in the end. It was a publicity stunt. The best thing about it was I had the lyrics on a sheet in front of me and after nine hours I still didn’t know the lyrics. My brain was rejecting them.”
Um Justin, you are funniest person in the world.
Want to get jiggy with the Bedroom Philosopher? His album is out now and tickets to his Sydney gig this Thursday are only fifteen bucker. You can buy them here – www.sydneycomedyfest.com.au