30 April 1992
The English taste for mildly saucy end-of-the-pier humour, as evinced by Carry On films and ‘Deeply Dippy’, leaves me cold. There’s also an English strain of male, white, middle-aged, entitled ‘anti-woke’ celebrity, and like the pair of buttocks they resemble, the Right Said Fred brothers now squeeze out the dribbliest, whiniest diarrhoea online. Let’s get this over with.
‘Deeply Dippy’ is transparently contrived and clumsy, like an effort to recreate the ‘magic’ of ‘I’m Too Sexy’ by baking up another pop-cultural catchphrase. However, no one was biting, and today “deeply dippy” languishes unsaid in some elephants’ graveyard of English attempted witticism. The chorus rhymes ‘passion’ with ‘passion’. Even vocalist Right Buttock sounds unconvinced: he delivers the scripted ad-lib “See those legs, man!” with the enthusiasm of a soldier who has just stepped on a landmine. Deeply shite.
