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The fine folks at Shecky Magazine just posted an excerpt of an interview with Larry Miller. The piece they excerpted was this:

I think that the first thing comedians, actors, musicians, painters, and a lot of people disagree with me on this, but the first and ONLY thing we should all do is entertain. That to me is a very honorable word; it's not a shallow word. It's very, very deep. Whether it's drama or comedy, I think there is great honor, passion, and light in entertaining people. I think, in particular with comedy, people are kidding themselves when they think "I'll be an engine for change." (laughs) I don't think that's ever going to occur anyway. At that point the comedian is probably making a mistake. You understand that I am not talking about political material — that can very often be hysterical. 'Cause again, funny is funny, but that's just another topic for me. Like dating or parents or loneliness or football. I don't think change should be involved. First of all, the problem is that you are telling half your audience that they are stupid. I don't want that. When the lights go down in a room, I would like everyone to think "this is a safe place and I am ready to be entertained. I can just feel like a kid again."

Here's a Meg fun-fact for you: when I was in college and depressed, back before I discovered the magic of comedy, I wanted to be an installation artist. I wanted to this so badly that I applied to transfer from my college in upstate New York to the University of Iowa. But then, the semester before I was supposed to leave, I took a class on art since 1960, and that class killed any desire I had to be a professional artist. My professor's message was this: every contemporary artist has to make art that communicates. Anything else is worthless.

While I do like spreading a good message, I wasn't interested in art because I wanted to make some symbolic gesture about the state of copyright in America or how we're so wrapped up in technology or whatever. I wanted to make something aesthetically pleasing. Of course, I recognize now that my professor was just some lady and I could have done whatever I damned well pleased with art, communicating or not. But man oh man, I am so glad that I didn't go to Iowa. I'm much happier making comedy. I want to make people laugh, and that gives me a greater feeling of satisfaction than any of the art I ever did in college.

That's why it makes me happy to hear someone defend the art of entertaining. I've gone through periods of self-doubt where I wonder if choosing to focus my creative efforts on comedy meant I was simply a base person, and I'd have to resign myself to that. But I don't think that's the case. We need plumbers and electricians, and we need conceptual artists and entertainers. They're not high and low—they're just two different things. (Frequently they even come packaged together—can anyone recommend a good plumtrician?)

I do think, however, there is potential for changing opinions with comedy. I agree with Larry that the "I'll be an engine for change" mindset doesn't really work. That headspace can create material that's more of a rant than enjoyable comedy (some of David Cross's material, as much as I love him, starts to do this). And I think that Larry is also right in that if a comedian presents things wrong, the audience can feel offended. But I also think that one of the brilliant things about comedy is that it can carry a message in a sugar pill. A comedian doesn't need to yell at the audience about how ridiculous double-standards for women are, she can instead write a sketch reversing gender roles in a hilarious fashion. As long as the comedy remains the focus, the message can come across. Throughout history, satire has always been a strong and hilarious force for change.

But anyway, that's enough serious thought for now. I have some jokes about naked people to go write.

Gregg Getherd, the host of the monthly comedy show Bedtime Stories and regular contributor to the Comic vs. Audience blog just did an interview of Dave Walk, who runs CvA. Dave is a super-sweet, humble, and hilarious guy who does an amazing service for Philly's comedy scene by keeping such an awesome blog. Take a look!

Oh, and both Gregg and Dave have shows next week at part of the Philly Improv Theater's monthly week of shows. More information on PHIT's shows page.

Oh, the things I miss out on when I a) don't live in Britain and b) don't have cable and thus completely forget about Adult Swim. Last week, my dear friends Rob and Kent showed me Garth Marenghi's Darkplace, a British sitcom from 2004 that's been airing in the US on the Cartoon Network. The show satirizes both sci-fi and doctor shows from the 80's, and oh, it's done so well. Here's the first episode. And! Bonus! It features both Richard Ayoade and Matt Berry, two people I love in The IT Crowd.

Here's the first Darkplace episode:

Hey! Here's a video I made with Rob:

Last week was ridiculous. I have a new part-time job (more on that later), and in addition to that, Rob and I probably put in 40 or 50 hours each getting our show together. The payoff was worth it—the shows have been great so far (you should come to one of our upcoming performances). But I'd like to take this opportunity to thank a few of the things that got me through last week:

  1. My Bicycle

    A couple of years ago, Chris turned the bike my parents bought me in middle school into an awesome frankenbike. It's been a wonderful little citywide transport, and last week it saved me a lot of time by getting me places faster than public transport could.

  2. Accidentally Amazing Brownies

    I started making he recipe on the back of the Nestle cocoa powder box, but I ended up with this:

    Ingredients

    • 2/3 cup white sugar
    • 1 cup light brown sugar
    • 3/4 cup butter, melted
    • 2 T water
    • 2 large eggs
    • 2 tsp. vanilla extract
    • 1-1/3 cups white whole-wheat flour
    • 3/4 cup baking cocoa
    • 1/2 tsp baking powder
    • 1/4 tsp salt
    • 3/4 cup butterscotch chips

    Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Grease a 9" x 9" pan. Combine sugar, butter, and water in a large bowl. Stir in eggs and vanilla. Dump blower, cooca, baking powder, and salt on top of liquid mixture and mix the dry ingredients while they float precariously on top of the wet. Then mix them with the wet. Stir in chips. Put in pan. Bake for approximately 25 minutes, or until your desired brownie doneness.

  3. The "Day Man" Song from It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia

    More than anything else, this tiny video clip made me maniacally happy last week. Rob and I kept stopping practice to watch it:

I've become a wacky recluse in the past couple of weeks frantically working on the Meg & Rob show for the Philadelphia Fringe Festival. And even though I do miss sleep dearly, I will admit: I am so excited. Rob and I are doing an entirely new show with a lot of sketches that I'm really proud of.

So hey! If you live in Philadelphia, you should come see our show. We're performing at the Adrienne Theatre at the following days/times:

Friday, August 29 at 10:00 p.m.
Sunday, August 31 at 9:00 p.m.
Wednesday, September 3 at 8:30 p.m.
Thursday, September 11 at 8:30 p.m.
Saturday, September 13 at 10:30 p.m.

Buy tickets here!

Plus! Thanks to incredible cosmic forces, Rob and I will be sharing the bill with improv comedy giants Rare Bird Show. I absolutely love these guys—they do wild, excitable improv that's gotten them into a ton of comedy festivals.

Still not convinced? How about I get you a steak? Here's a little preview video Rob and I put together for the show:

I hope to see you there!

My dear friend Rob already posted this video, but it's too good not to share. This is "Numberwang" from the British show That Mitchell & Webb Look. I first heard about the group when David Mitchell was on The Sound of Young America. During the interview Jesse Thorn describes the Numberwang sketch as "an example of just absolutely...high silliness." Pretty accurate.

I know, I know; I've been bad at updating this blog recently. But I have an excuse: I've been jet-setting. Thanks to my patchwork employment and rugged good looks, I've been to Chicago, Minneapolis, the beach, and New Orleans this summer. Regular posting will commence shortly. For now, here are photos from some of those places, as well as a few from closer to home:

Chester PA bridge

Here's a tip: if you're going to the slots casino in Chester, PA, look up public transportation directions online. Otherwise you might end up getting off at a train station only to discover that you need to walk down the five-inch shoulder of a road appropriately named Industrial Highway where you can see pretty bridges and pray that you don't fall into oncoming traffic. Actually, here's a solution: never go to the slots casino in Chester.

Balloons on the subway

Thankfully, the Broad Street Line Balloon Monster had just eaten a child, and it did not attack me for taking this picture.

Chicago

Chicago, 3 a.m. This is what happens when you decide not to get a hotel room for the night because your flight is at 6 a.m. We also stayed in a bar until last call and did crosswords in a 24-hour Dunkin' Donuts where Rob was served some of the worst coffee of his life.

Artichokes

It has been a summer of good food. Artichokes at Ansill in Philadelphia.

Chester PA bridge

Filming a sketch and/or auditioning to be an MTV VJ. Oh wait, nevermind. MTV doesn't show music anymore. Phew!

NKOTB

When we visited the Mall of America just outside Minneapolis, the New Kids on the Block played a show. Celebrating a boy band and extreme shopping in one place felt disturbingly patriotic.

Chester PA bridge

Absinthe tasting at the new absinthe museum in New Orleans. JJ Sutherland was interviewing people while I was there. I like the absinthe device in this picture, but I can't get over the fact that it was impossible to photograph without also getting copious crotch. Now maybe you can't get over it either.

Snubfest

Performing at Snubfest in Chicago. I had just shoved a piece of chocolate cake in my mouth. Photo by Bruce DeViller.

Mojo

Mojo costume at Wizard World Chicago. This very rightly won the costume contest.

Guthrie

Oh, I look calm, but I know the truth: the giant face on the outside of the Guthrie in Minneapolis will kill us all.

Hey, I don't know if there are any teenage-type folks who read this blog, but if you're out there, listen: When I was in high school, we didn't have YouTube! If I wanted to download a grainy, eight-megabyte video of the Foo Fighters’ "Everlong," I had to be connected to the internet for four hours! And if I wanted to watch They Might Be Giants' TV appearances, I had to send cash to a strange man who would send me a bootleg VHS tape! Now, you might be thinking that only a strange man would deal in VHS in the first place, but that's still how things were done back then! We had morals! We had low gas prices! We had to go to more effort than typing "TMBG" into a search bar to get our video content!

Yes, I loved They Might Be Giants, so I ordered not one, but two of these bootleg tapes. And on one of them there was a video of They Might Be Giants performing on the show Viva Variety. At the time, however, I had no idea that Viva Variety was a comedy show, or that it was comprised of members of the fantastic comedy troupe The State. Although I was a budding comedy fan, as far as I was concerned, the only good comedy shows that existed were Mystery Science Theater 3000 and The Kids in the Hall. I didn’t bother looking for anything else; I thought that most comedy out there was tripe. Worse off, the people who made other comedy shows just didn't get it. They didn’t understand.

Recently, however, I was listening to the Sound of Young America's interview with Kerry Kinney-Silver, Ben Garant, and Thomas Lennon, who were members of The State and creators of both Reno 911! and Viva Variety. During the interview the folks started discussing Viva Variety, and I quickly realized that I missed a gem in high school. Not only did the show seem fantastically hilarious, it sounded like what I would make if I was given a show. From Wikipedia:

Viva Variety was a television show on Comedy Central satirizing European variety shows with characters from the Eastern Bloc. The show starred Thomas Lennon as Meredith Laupin, Kerri Kenney as the former Mrs. Laupin, and Michael Ian Black as "your cool-ass pal" Johnny Blue Jeans.

Fakey accents? Check. Ability to make up fake history and products? Check. Not surprisingly, I've been watching a lot of clips of the show on YouTube recently, and a couple of days ago, I found the one that was on my They Might Be Giants bootleg VHS. I'm not much for unnecessary nostalgia (seriously: please shut up about the 80's), but watching this video gave me a warm, full-circle sort of feeling:

Recently Adam over at The Amateur Gourmet posted episodes of Posh Nosh, a BBC comedy that skewers upscale cooking shows. It's amazing:

Hey! I have a new piece up on 23/6: Senator Obama, I Have Your Vice President.

Also, my mention of The Hills in that piece (a show which I haven't actually seen, shhh), reminded me of this clip I enjoyed a while back that features elderly performers recreating clips from the notoriously shallow show:

More videos from the "Over The Hills" channel at Heavy.com

I have a new piece up on The Smart Set! This one is about seeing Gallagher and trying to figure out why he's popular. Check it out.

And as a bonus, here's the giant couch video I reference in the article:

Former SNL writer, current New Yorker writer, and generally awesome guy Jack Handey did a great interview on The Sound of Young America a few weeks ago. As someone who attempts to write both live comedy and humor essay-type stuff, I really liked hearing about Jack's writing process and how he found his comedic voice. In fact, I liked this interview so much that I've embedded the clip here for you in my blog. It's a gift! Happy Thursday!


The Sound of Young America: Jack Handey

I keep forgetting to post this. Rob and I are also performing in the Philly Sketchfest at 10:30 tonight! More info on the Sketchfest's website.

Hey! If you live in Chicago, come out and see Rob and me perform some sweet comedy in Snubfest on Sunday! We'll be performing our two favorite monologues from our "Reviving the Lecture Circuit" show. Here are the specs:

The Best of Snubfest
Sunday, June 8
Chemically Imbalanced Theater
1420 W Irving Park Road
Chicago, IL
Buy tickets

We hope to see you there!

Look people: The Jerk is one of my favorite comedy movies. If comedy was nutrition, you could say I was weaned on this film. Now The Jerk is on Hulu in its entirety, so you have no excuse not to watch it. Well, unless you're my parents and still have a dial-up internet connection because the internet companies won't serve DSL to rural areas. Hi Mom, hi Dad!

Last night I went to see the Kids in the Hall. It was a wonderful show, and I hung out afterwards to meet the Kids, even though I always feel like a dork when I talk to or see celebrities. Part of the reason I feel like a dork is that I'm never quite sure what I'll do or say. For example, a few hours before the show yesterday, I saw Mark McKinney walking down the street in Philadelphia. I was biking in the opposite direction, but I immediately stopped, got off my bike, and started following him on foot. It took me about a block-and-a-half of tailing him for the part of my brain with good sense to say "You are being a creep" and turn around.

Even though it's embarrassing to admit that story, I don't think what I did was uncommon. People approach famous folks every day, and quite often they do stupid things when talking to those people. For example, I have a friend who, upon meeting Joyce Carol Oates, blurted out, "You don't have any eyebrows!"

Sometimes I'll try to save myself from such bits of verbal dirt by telling myself that I don't need to talk to the person or people in question. But the Kids in the Hall, and Bruce McCulloch in particular, have had a huge influence on both my life and my comedy. So I spoke to Bruce, and when we were done talking I had such a wonderful, glowing feeling. It made me think about a great quote from Wayne Coyne when he was interviewed in The Believer:

What did you want when you met Santa Claus for the first time? You didn't really want to know that he was just some guy who was lucky to have a job being Santa Claus for two months around Christmas time. You wanted it to be the real Santa Claus. And at some point, you and I, we put on a little bit of the Santa Claus costume and go out there and do the show. So I can look at it like, if I met Santa Claus, would I want him to be tired and grumpy and say, "Hey little kid, leave me alone, goddamnit"? I would want him to handle it and let me walk away with that image and that belief still in my mind.

Bruce didn't have any reason to be so nice to me, but I walked away from our conversation feeling like that man cared deeply about my life. It was totally like meeting comedy Santa.

Details here or in the following informational video:


A few weeks back I was telling some folks about the existence of joke karaoke, where people perform preloaded stand-up routines instead of singing songs. I haven't had the pleasure (pain?) of doing joke karaoke myself, but two of the good people at This American Life did the awkward deed so the rest of us wouldn't have to. Listen here.

Recently Rob and I chatted with Don "Die Actor Die" Montrey about our work, this weekend's shows, and the State of Comedy Today. I'm really happy with the interview, and maybe you should read it, yeah?

And speaking of those shows!

Meg and Rob: These Modern Worlds

Sketch comedy featuring: Sales pitches, venison cheesesteaks, and a dash of distopian futures.

Friday, March 7 at 8 p.m.
Saturday, March 8 at 10 p.m.

At The Shubin Theatre 407 Bainbridge St. Philadelphia, PA 19147

Both shows are with Traffic Jelly Improv.

$10. Tickets available at the Philly Improv Theater website. Half of the proceeds go to benefit Project H.O.M.E.

Thanks to Dave at Comic vs. Audience for the excellent video:

I'm also happy to announce that Rob and I are performing a brand-new sketch comedy show, These Modern Worlds, March 7 and 8 at The Shubin in Philadelphia. Tickets are $10, and half of ticket sales will go to support Project H.O.M.E.

Remember how I flipped my gourd over Picnicface's Powerthirst II? Now allow me to present their also amazing Super Bingo:

If I had a baby, I'd trust Jesse Thorn to hold it. He's the host of the Sound of Young America, and not only does he have a wonderful, soothing voice, but he just seems like such a gosh-darn nice guy.

Even though I trust Mr. Thorn well enough to let him hold my non-existent child, it still took me a long time to listen to a podcast that he highly recommends (and distributes), Coyle and Sharpe: The Imposters. As Jesse puts it:

In the early 1960s, James P. Coyle and Mal Sharpe roamed the streets of San Francisco, microphone in hand, roping strangers into bizarre schemes and surreal stunts.

Earlier this week I listened to the most recent episode, "French Festival." It's amazing. I don't want to give anything away, because part of the joy for me was listening to the bit unfold into greater and greater levels of ridiculousness. So I'll just tell you: go listen.

A lot of people have been yapping about the Tom Cruise Scientology video lately. Eh. I watched about 30 seconds of it, and it was exactly what I thought it would be: Tom Cruise spouting a bunch of stuff while looking eerily reminiscent of his character in Magnolia, Frank T.J. Mackey.

What I find much more interesting is the following video of one Mr. Jerry O'Connell. Now, after five years of "Sliders," we all know that Jerry O'Connell is The Man. But somehow, in this video, he manages to be even more The Man by simultaneously making fun of the Tom Cruise video and supporting the WGA. Now, if you haven't seen or read anything about the Tom Cruise video before watching this, but just keep in mind that pretty much everything Jerry is saying is based on something Tom actually said.

I'm thrilled to announce that my first post for 23/6, the Huffington Post's version of The Onion, went up today. And! Not only was my piece featured on 23/6, but it also held some valuable real estate on the Huffington Post's front page as well. This was absolutely thrilling, but also a little amusing since some people, presumably those linked off the Post's front page, apparently didn't realize that the piece was written for a humor website. Thus I have received a couple comments correcting the facts of my story highlighting the similarities between the New Hampshire vote recount and the breakdown of Britney Spears. Awesome.

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It's often easier to talk about what's wrong with comedy in Philly than what's right. Shows and performers don't get enough media coverage, people talk shit about local comedy without actually seeing any of it, and our only longform improv school doesn't even have a dedicated space yet. Folks will come out in droves for Michael Ian Black and Michael Showalter (with good reason), but crowds don't seem to understand that they can also see good, non-famous comedians in town regularly.

Last week, however, I got a nice reminder of everything that's right with comedy in this city. Rob and I performed at Bedtime Stories, Gregg Gethard's monthly comedy variety show, and it was just so great. The audience was packed, people laughed, and Rob and I got to hang out and have a good time with other Philly comedy folks. It made me think of some other very good things about comedy in Philly, such as:

  1. There may not be a lot of comedians here, but a lot of the ones who are here are pretty effing talented.
  2. People aren't pigeonholed. There are great connections between people who do sketch, improv, and stand-up.
  3. Even without a dedicated space, the Philly Improv Theater is doing some fantastic things (like running classes, getting Keith Johnstone to come to town, and renting out the Shubin for comedy shows one week every month).
  4. Comic vs. Audience and Die Actor Die are filling in the comedy-reporting gap that other local blogs are leaving wide open.

These are all great things. And speaking of Die Actor Die, the next show is on the 21st. Go to it.

This has been all over Comedy Central Insider and Best Week Ever, but it's just too good to not repost:

"LOL08" is my friend's motto for 2008, and I like it a lot.

One of the things I did last night to celebrate LOL08 was finally see local hip-hop powerpoint duo Rowan and Hastings. They rap (and occasionally do yoga) in front of video/powerpoint presentations. The video below doesn't give you the full experience of seeing them live (which you should do, if you get a chance), but it's still pretty excellent:

Rob and I are performing two comedy shows this week:

  1. December 19 with ZombieShark Improv at MilkBoy Coffee in Ardmore, PA. 8 p.m./free.
  2. December 20, hosting Puppet Karaoke at the M-Room in Philadelphia. 9:30 p.m./$5. Features special celebrity guests Eva Spinspiller and Scooty Johnson!

Also, here's a video of us performing at Die Actor Die in November, courtesy of Comic vs. Audience:


In the form of local relationship expert, Diz:


From Comic Vs. Audience.

I went to see Michael Showalter and Michael Ian Black on Friday, and it kind of sucked. "Blasphemer!" you might yell. "You cur, you dog, saying that these wonderful comedians put on a bad show!" Here's the thing: both Michaels had hilarious jokes, but they talked to hecklers waaaay too much. I was a little afraid that was going to happen. When Michael Showalter did his blog tour promoting his new album, his post on The Apiary was about how he thinks hecklers are awesome because they give him an opportunity to get angry. But I didn't go to see him get angry; I went to see him perform funny comedy jokes. And it's not as if putting down a heckler can't be funny (oh good god, it can), but when a comedian constantly interrupts jokes to hold conversations with the audience, it can wreck the energy level of the whole show. Which it kind of did.

One more show! Rob and I are performing our awesome hour-long comedy show, Reviving the Lecture Circuit, tonight in Philadelphia. Here is a little review of the show from the Philadelphia City Paper: "Meg and Rob portray caricatures of various celebrity archetypes, including politicians, lifestyle coaches, and television personalities, with relatable and hilarious execution."

Reviving the Lecture Circuit TONIGHT Shubin Theater 407 Bainbridge Philadelphia 8 p.m. $5

Rob and I are performing tonight at Bedtime Stories at the Shubin Theater, 407 Bainbridge. 8 p.m., $5. BYOB

Die Actor Die at the Khyber, 56 S. 2nd St. 8 p.m. $5. Rob and I are performing, as are a number of other excellent folks. I hope to see you there!

I think if you like something (rock music, sketch comedy, eggs), it's a pretty good idea to understand where it came from (blues, theater, chickens). A couple of days ago, someone recommended the comedy of Nichols and May to me, and in searching for samples, I found an online archive of the public radio show Comedy College. Holy crap. Each half-hour episode, hosted by famous comedians such as Steve Martin and Lily Tomlin, features the material and story of a different classic comedian. It's fantastic. Take a listen.

UPDATE: Shortly after I posted this, Comedy College let the registration run out for the site that holds their audio files. Hah. Hopefully that'll be back soon.

I've been busy, and it's put me in a posting slump. Whoops! Now, from Bruce McCulloch, here's one of my favorite reminders that life is awesome:

Some good things going on:

This sketch was the brainchild of Rob and the fantastic Jeff Sutter:

We all have fantasies. As humans, the desire for things we can't have is embedded in our core. It's what drives us to populate the internet with sexy Kirk and Picard fan fiction. But sometimes, there are some fantasy mash-ups that are so amazing, so explosive that our brains can't even comprehend them.

And sometimes, we discover that those fantasies are real.

Introducing Thunder Ant.

This sketch comedy group is comprised of FRED ARMISEN, the awesome comedian who is currently on Saturday Night Live, and CARRIE BROWNSTEIN, formerly of seminal (yes, I said seminal) lady rock band Sleater-Kinney. One of my favorite comedians is making sketch comedy with a member of one of my favorite bands. Holy shit. And it's good! Oh, it's so good. For example, this quote:

"I can firewalk just across my lawn or my living room, and I firewalk in my bathroom sometimes, just when I get out of the shower..."

My brain is having so many explosions of joy right now.

new website screenshot

I made a new website for Meg and Rob Sketch Comedy. It has slightly more information than the old website. Check it out: the new megandrob.net.

My sir tipped me off to this great open letter to Larry the Cable Guy from comic powerhouse David Cross. After Larry devoted a chapter in his new book to talking shit on David Cross and the "P.C. left," Cross bought the book, read it, and came back fighting. It's a great argument. Cross admits he was wrong on certain points, and effectively tears Larry a new one on others. For example, from David's entry:

Okay, here's what I said in the RS interview: "He's good at what he does. It's a lot of anti-gay, racist humor - - which people like in America - all couched in 'I'm telling it like it is.' He's in the right place at the right time for that gee-shucks, proud-to-be-a-redneck, I'm-just-a-straight-shooter-multimillionaire-in-cutoff-flannel, selling-ring tones-act. That's where we are as a nation now. We're in a state of vague American values and anti-intellectual pride."

You took umbrage at my calling a lot of your act anti-gay and racist and said that "...according to Cross and the politically correct police, any white comedians who mention the word 'black' or say something humorous but faintly negative about any race are racists."

Well, first of all, your act is racist. Maybe not all the time, but it certainly can be. Here, let me quote you back, word for word, some of your "faintly negative" humor and I'll let people judge for themselves.

Re: Abu Ghraib Torture -

"Let me ask some of these commie rag head carpet flying wicker basket on the head balancing scumbags something!"

Read the whole entry here.

I've been reading a few comedy and pop culture blogs lately, and while people are quick to condemn Cavemen (with what sounds like good reason) and give the obligatory (and well-deserved) hat-tip to The Office, there's an eerie silence when it comes to Carpoolers. "People!" I want to yell. "People! This is Bruce McCulloch! This is one of the men…may I say, quite possibly the best man? Who changed our comedic lives on The Kids in the Hall!" But nobody who I read regularly is making a peep. So I will.

And I'm disappointed.

It pains me to say that. It's like sticking a little knife into my comedy heart. Bruce McCulloch is one of my top three favorite comedians. But I've watched two episodes of Carpoolers so far, and while I can see bits of Bruce shining out, the plotlines have been stale. For example (spoiler alert), in the second episode, one of the characters is caught sneaking into a motel room instead of going to his office. Why Bruce, why? Are you going to be daring? Are you going to figure out how to really turn the whole "I'm-having-an-affair" piece on its head in an exciting new way? Nope. The guy is sneaking to the hotel room to have alone time. A plot necessity? Yes. Funny? Not really. It's a twist, but a pretty predictable one.

I don't mean to bash the whole show. When Bruce shines through, he really does. There are some absolutely brilliant bits of comedy, and I "LOLed" more than once. But I was really hoping that the man I loved so much for his brilliant sketch ability could easily parlay that ability into an equally brilliant plot-driven show.

The second episode was better than the first, so I'm hoping that maybe Carpoolers will continue chugging forward until it's full-speed at the end of the season. And I do suggest watching. I mean, come on people. It's Bruce.

Man oh man. This video from Picnicface was up on the Comedy Central Insider earlier, and I laughed so hard that I decided it's worth reposting EVERYWHERE THE INTERNET EXISTS. Or at least on this blog.

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Recently I've taken quite a liking to jokes that are just lies about totally harmless stuff. This doesn't make much sense to me since I personally hate being lied to, whether it's harmless or not, but I suppose The Comedy does what it wants to do.

Anyway, one of my favorites of these jokes to tell people that Enya is six feet tall. I love this because a) it's very possible and b) people act really surprised when they hear it. Like: "OMG! Are you serious? All this time I've been listening to Enya's music when I've been in those stores at the mall that sell tiny fountains, and I've NEVER known that 'Sail Away' was written and performed by a six-foot-tall woman? Holy shit! Modern science! Explosions!"

Well, I always assumed Enya's height would be one of those things that I never would actually know the answer to, like how people still think it's okay to start wars or why Mind of Mencia got renewed. However, the fine people at Enya.com apparently thought that Enya's height was one of those facts that The People Deserve to Know. And so, in the interest of truth about Irish New Age musicians, I share with you now, good people: Enya is five feet, two inches tall.

Go forth and spread the gospel.

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It's a bit silly, but I do get a little offended when TV shows and movies feel like they always have to pair nerdy guys with buxom "normal" women in order for a nerd show to be enticing to anyone*. Ken Levine, who has written for a plethora of TV shows, has a pretty funny entry on his blog about the hypothetical conversation between TV execs and writers that spawned this season's nerd shows. For example:

WRITER
You want a nerd who's also a superhero?

NETWORK EXEC
Ooooh, I like that. But he can't have powers that conflict with any of our other superpowers.

WRITER
So that leaves what, he can open a checking account without standing in line?

NETWORK EXEC
What if he's super-smart? You can’t do that with a cheerleader. Super-super-super smart. Like he knows everything that's in every computer in the world. Yeah. There's this program and it gets incorporated into his brain. No wonder the smoking hot chick finds him a catch.

WRITER
There's a smoking hot chick in this one too?

Read the whole entry here.

*The only show that's done a good job with this recently is the IT Crowd in Britain. Jen is amazing.

Here's one the monologues from our last show:

Okay, it's not really a review. But the Sketch Book Reporter came to our Friday show and drew furiously throughout the entire thing. Take a look at the results! Here's my favorite one, of Rob as the presidential candidate:

Rob as Skip

Yay! "Dinner with Mischa," the sketch I made with Rob and Jeff, was one of 11 shorts to make it into the film portion of the Boston Comedy Festival! If you live in the Boston area or are heading to the festival, check it out during the Movie Contest Night at the Improv Asylum, 8 p.m. on October 7th.

Look:

In this hollow, maladapted age, celebrity — like consent — is manufactured; Meg Favreau and Rob Baniewicz turn up the satire-o-stat swiftly to a toasty "Wet and Wilde" intensity in their new show, Reviving the Lecture Circuit, and through absurdist alchemy reanimate the esteemed institution of cynosure disquisition. Meg and Rob portray caricatures of various celebrity archetypes, including politicians, lifestyle coaches, and television personalities, with relatable and hilarious execution. The duo's comedy finds good purchase on its target, and the shallow self-importance of the inexplicably famous shines in every moment, right through the relentless, pancake-saturated climax. —Will Dean

If you've seen the show, you can also add your comments on the City Paper's website.

Barbara

Well. After a number of months of writing and practicing, my dear friend Rob and I are premiering our comedy show Reviving the Lecture Circuit as part of the Philadelphia Fringe Festival tomorrow. Tomorrow! Oh, shit.

The show consists of six modern celebrities telling their stories, from a motivational fitness expert to the presidential candidate who believes that all of America's problems would be solved by having a wolf in every back yard. It's really quite excellent. I'm not just saying that. Heck, I'm proud.

If you live in the Philadelphia area, we would love to see you at the show. Here are the details:

When
Thursday, September 6 at 7:30 p.m.
Friday, September 7 at 8:00 p.m.
Saturday, September 15 at 7:00 p.m.

Where
The Walking Fish Theatre 2509 Frankford Ave Philadelphia, PA 19125

How Much
Just $5! That's the cheapest you can make a Fringe show without it being free!

You can get tickets online through the Philadelphia Fringe Festival. A couple of people have reported problems with the online ordering system, so if it's mean to you, you can also call the box office at 215-413-1318. We'll also be selling tickets at the door.

And if you want to make an evening of it, I highly suggest the show that's before ours on Thursday and Friday, Religion is Retarded. I saw it Tuesday and did some good laughing.

Oh man. I got to see Superbad tonight. I went into it thinking that I'd probably like it, but not love it (which is how I felt about 40 Year Old Virgin). But oh my god. It was like, an amazing, two-hour long dick joke. I was laughing constantly, and this comes from someone who often gets kind of grossed out by dick jokes. And Michael Cera is brilliant. He brings the same sort of fantastic, totally cute awkwardness that he brought to George Michael on Arrested Development. I'll spare you the spoilers, but please. Go see this movie.

Here's a video Eugene Mirman made on getting to know Massachusetts:

You know the movie at the movies when, if someone is talking behind you, you give the half turn of your head to let you know you can hear them? And you hope that they will recognize by that slight turn in your neck that they are being SHAMED for having the GALL to talk in the movie theater, while good citizens like yourself are remaining quiet? Someone did that to me last night at a COMEDY SHOW. Because I was LAUGHING. Loudly. Er, I'm sorry. "LOLing."

I think that reviews of shows can be boring, so I'll keep this brief: definitely check out Eugene Mirman and Larry Murphy, leave Leo Allen behind. Well, I mean, if there's like, a flood or a zombie plague, don't leave him behind. He seems like an upstanding individual. I just didn't like his comedy all that much. The show breakdown was like this: where Eugene Mirman created marketing slogans for shapes (Triangle: Hot three-way action), and Larry Murphy did the best fake-first-time stand up I've ever seen, Leo Allen was doing normal observation stuff. Not bad, but not as amazing.

Yup.

I'd said I post something else about Kids in the Hall this week. Here's a PSA written by Bruce which a) is the only place I am currently aware of to see Bruce and Anthony Michael Hall acting together and b) remains a pertinent message for the times.

I swear I didn't intend on making this Kids in the Hall week, but here's a preview clip of Kevin McDonald's new one-man show, Hammy and the Kids, from the Just for Laughs Festival in Montreal (he's in the second half):

Scott Thompson is my least favorite member of the Kids in the Hall. He always has been. In a troupe I fiercely love and admire for madcap, often-nonsensical sketches, Scott was always ready with the stereotypical gay jokes, the drug jokes, the self-obsessed jokes. His stuff was good sometimes, but would I watch a show that was just Scott Thompson? No. I mean: hell no.

This was confirmed when, while on vacation this week, I caught a bit of a Pulp Comics special he did for Comedy Central. It was bad. It was really, really bad. I wanted to like it, but almost all of his stand-up jokes I saw were comparing Canadians to black people, complete with the phrase "snow n*****" (the special was filmed before the Michael Richards debacle; I wonder if Scott would still make the same joke now). One joke, okay. But making that your entire comedic platform? No thanks.

Anyway, these awkward bits of stand-up were cut with sketches he filmed about the supposed writing of the special, including a freak-out where he ran around the house screaming that he was a Kid in the Hall! He invented comedy! Even though he meant that as a joke, it seemed so painfully true: I was watching him because he was a Kid in the Hall, not because I thought he was a good comedian in his own right. Because hoo-boy, I certainly don't think that.

Hey! The trailer's out for The Brothers Solomon. You may remember that I was excited about this movie a little while back because there are so many awesome actors in it. I can't say all the jokes in the trailer are particularly amazing (a little too crowd pleasing, perhaps), but I'm still pretty excited:

Here's an excellent live clip of Kristen Wiig and Melinda Hill as tooth fairies:

Here's a video of Steve Martin doing the video for "Billie Jean" on The New Show. Make sure to watch all the way end to catch the show's credits; they're amazing.

I ran into this nugget of gold on the ol' IMDB there, and I'm very excited. I can't say that the plot sounds particularly amazing – "A pair of well-meaning, but socially inept brothers try to find their perfect mates in order to provide their dying father with a grandchild." – but let's look at the people involved with this: It's directed by Bob Odenkirk from Mr. Show. Written by Will Forte, who I have very much been enjoying on Saturday Night Live. Starring Mr. Forte, Kristen Wiig (my current SNL favorite), Jenna Fischer from The Office, and Will Arnett from Arrested Development. Assuming the script is solid (oh, please let the script be solid), this movie is going to be like comedy porn for me. It’s out in August. Squee!

There's some pretty good stuff coming out of the Upright Citizen's Brigade Theatre in LA:

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I've started watching Saturday Night Live again recently. I didn't really want to – most of what I 'd seen in the past few years had been pretty lackluster, a collection of fart jokes that paled in comparison to the old Steve Martin/Dan Akroyd days of glory. Still, two things brought me back to SNL: 1) that Amy Poehler, one of my favorite comedians, joined the cast and 2) it's a shitty thing to talk about how you like comedy and then not know what's going on currently in the comedy world.

I will say, I've been pleasantly surprised by some of the stuff I've seen, and I have a decent amount of respect for a number of the actors on there, especially Kristen Wiig and Maya Rudolph. It's always refreshing to see funny female comedians in places of prominence, and they're both doing some pretty amazing stuff. I've become especially obsessed with Kristen’s Target Lady and Two A-Holes sketches.

Unfortunately, I have also found my share of bathroom humor and cheap shots. It's not that I dislike those things as a whole, but there's so many of them, which points to a larger problem – these guys pull together an hour of sketch comedy in a week. A week. I don't care if you have 20 brilliant comedic minds writing and acting, a week is not a lot of time. And so what could be a gorgeous, tight half-hour sketch comedy show gets filled with fluff and pumped up to an hour.

And of course, I need to recognize that SNL is one of the largest comedy shows out there, and their target audience is huge. A lot of the jokes, I'm sure, are crafted for broad, base appeal – I'm not going to like them all. Still, it's sad to see a bunch of great comedians working together to create what boils down to 10-20 minutes of really solid material a week. But I'm still watching.

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