"When dancing, lost in techno trance, arms flailing, gawky Bez, then find you snagged on frowns, and slowly dawns, you're jazzing to the beep tone of a life support machine, that marks the steady fading, of your day old baby daughter. And when midnight sirens, lead to blue flash road smash, stretchers covered heads, and slippy red macadam, and find you creeping 'neath the blankets, to snuggle close a mangled bird, hoping soon you too will be freezer drawered...Then welcome. Blue chemotherapy wig welcome in Jaaaaaaaam."From the creator of Brass Eye and The Day Today came Jam, a Sketch Comedy show with a difference. A unique combination of filming techniques and ambient music were used to create the sensation of the viewer being on drugs. Usually very, very bad drugs. At least one memorable piece was 'filmed' via security cameras and a double to blur the line between 'reality' and 'sketch' even further. There were no ad breaks, no canned laughter and no closing credits, all of which, it was felt, would ruin the mood of the show. It just faded in www.jamcredits.com for a few seconds. Chris Morris wrote and produced it and appeared in some of the skits.Notable for its heavy use of Black Comedy; we're talking seriously deranged stuff here. Nothing was taboo, not even the literal dead baby.Best remembered for:
Jam provides examples of the following. Help yourself to a shoe wire if you'd like sir:
Lovely shoe wire sir.