Changing Sides
Lately I had been getting down on religion, thinking it caused more trouble in the world than it was worth.
But today I have seen the light. I am filled with love in my heart for all the world's faiths.
Amen.
Wednesday, April 09, 2003
Felber's Frolics est Mort
1/97-3/03
or
They Didn't Know They were Writing a Eulogy
Felber's Frolics, my comedy variety show in midtown Manhattan, ran for over 6 years. My brother came along a bit later to join in and he made the show...oh, what's the word I'm looking for? None. He made the show.
As some know, I had to end it and it is no more. I could never tell you how special it was for it would be tacky and terribly biased. But the ever-changing cavalcade tourists, the regulars, and yes, the celebrities who watched and stayed until the wee hours knew how special the show was. And I don't mean special as in retarded. We had a killer comedy show in midtown, in a bar, that was free and there were always new acts and the old acts got better and more successful and it didn't have that bad comedy show stink and... see? I'm biased.
Someday I'll tell these stories and tell them right. For now, wanted to share a letter. This is from one of those excellent tourists we'd get. The kind of people who'd read about our show or just find it by accident and they soon became regulars and newly found long-lost friends... at least on the rare occasions they were in town. The cool, smart tourists who came back were the people who showed me more than any review could, that I was doing something right.
These particular people found me through an internet search and so this arrived in an e-mail account I check very infrequently. It came in mid March, almost exactly when the show was singing its last. It was cool because it reminded me that the whole Frolics thing wasn't a dream. Thanks y'all.
***
Hey, Susie!
Just wanted to let you know that one night a year or so ago, on one of our weekends in NYC, we sought out Ye Olde Tripple Inn because it sounded like Felber's Frolics would be a hoot. From the minute we walked in the door, we were hooked. We snagged a table in the back and fell in love --first with you--then Adam--then the whole experience. That night you happened to be auctioning off a jacket from the touring company of Starlight Express (or something equally as stellar) in order to raise money for paying off the huge phone,bill left behind by a roommate from hell. No matter that we saw Madonna on the 30 row at MSG or got Producer tickets for $30-- or stumped the band on David Letterman, YOTI and the Felbers were all we could talk about all the way home and when we got home.
Since that time, each time we come to NYC we try to add a different experience, but we always return to the scene of the crime. Most recently we were in town for Valentine's weekend and ended up staying a couple extra days because of Mother Nature's cruel joke. But thank God, we had been to the Inn on Saturday night; this time the two blonde kids from Tennessee bravely seating ourselves right up front, making ourselves at home, sucking back suds and laughing right in your face. You are a goddess to us both and it is entirely our pleasure to pay homage to you each time we visit. Really just wanted to drop you a line and do what you so often say while hosting the comic antics -
--Let her know....
Todd and Mary Ellen Murphy
p.s. Guess my socks!
***
Note: If this seems totally egotistical of me, know that my show wasn't a "bringer" and I certainly didn't do it for the money or the glory or fame or... OK, look people, this is my blog, of course it's totally egotistical.
Less Important Note: The Tripple show jacket auction raised about 40 bucks? The phone bill auction money did not go to me, it was a surprise for and went to actress and friend Eris Migliorini, whose old roommate skipped out on the bill. This would be merely crappy if it wasn't for the fact that she knew Eris is a semi-starving actress and the roommate is a very successful actress. Though they remained friendly and in touch and very successful actress oft mentioned the phone bill she was remiss in paying, but she has to this day never ponied up the money owed.
The jacket was given to me by aforementioned roommate and was a Fiddler on the Roof touring jacket emblazoned with her name. This is important for you to know because no matter how much I love my friends, you'd have to pry a Starlight Express jacket out of my cold, dead hands.
Least Important Note: Although I give big ups to Adam, I must say that my other occasional freelance sidekicks, "Peggy's" Steve Rosenthal and Rob Paravonian also made the show excellent. The few sidekicks I got in desperation off the subway and in the shelters made the show too... but usually only made it dang odd.
1/97-3/03
or
They Didn't Know They were Writing a Eulogy
Felber's Frolics, my comedy variety show in midtown Manhattan, ran for over 6 years. My brother came along a bit later to join in and he made the show...oh, what's the word I'm looking for? None. He made the show.
As some know, I had to end it and it is no more. I could never tell you how special it was for it would be tacky and terribly biased. But the ever-changing cavalcade tourists, the regulars, and yes, the celebrities who watched and stayed until the wee hours knew how special the show was. And I don't mean special as in retarded. We had a killer comedy show in midtown, in a bar, that was free and there were always new acts and the old acts got better and more successful and it didn't have that bad comedy show stink and... see? I'm biased.
Someday I'll tell these stories and tell them right. For now, wanted to share a letter. This is from one of those excellent tourists we'd get. The kind of people who'd read about our show or just find it by accident and they soon became regulars and newly found long-lost friends... at least on the rare occasions they were in town. The cool, smart tourists who came back were the people who showed me more than any review could, that I was doing something right.
These particular people found me through an internet search and so this arrived in an e-mail account I check very infrequently. It came in mid March, almost exactly when the show was singing its last. It was cool because it reminded me that the whole Frolics thing wasn't a dream. Thanks y'all.
***
Hey, Susie!
Just wanted to let you know that one night a year or so ago, on one of our weekends in NYC, we sought out Ye Olde Tripple Inn because it sounded like Felber's Frolics would be a hoot. From the minute we walked in the door, we were hooked. We snagged a table in the back and fell in love --first with you--then Adam--then the whole experience. That night you happened to be auctioning off a jacket from the touring company of Starlight Express (or something equally as stellar) in order to raise money for paying off the huge phone,bill left behind by a roommate from hell. No matter that we saw Madonna on the 30 row at MSG or got Producer tickets for $30-- or stumped the band on David Letterman, YOTI and the Felbers were all we could talk about all the way home and when we got home.
Since that time, each time we come to NYC we try to add a different experience, but we always return to the scene of the crime. Most recently we were in town for Valentine's weekend and ended up staying a couple extra days because of Mother Nature's cruel joke. But thank God, we had been to the Inn on Saturday night; this time the two blonde kids from Tennessee bravely seating ourselves right up front, making ourselves at home, sucking back suds and laughing right in your face. You are a goddess to us both and it is entirely our pleasure to pay homage to you each time we visit. Really just wanted to drop you a line and do what you so often say while hosting the comic antics -
--Let her know....
Todd and Mary Ellen Murphy
p.s. Guess my socks!
***
Note: If this seems totally egotistical of me, know that my show wasn't a "bringer" and I certainly didn't do it for the money or the glory or fame or... OK, look people, this is my blog, of course it's totally egotistical.
Less Important Note: The Tripple show jacket auction raised about 40 bucks? The phone bill auction money did not go to me, it was a surprise for and went to actress and friend Eris Migliorini, whose old roommate skipped out on the bill. This would be merely crappy if it wasn't for the fact that she knew Eris is a semi-starving actress and the roommate is a very successful actress. Though they remained friendly and in touch and very successful actress oft mentioned the phone bill she was remiss in paying, but she has to this day never ponied up the money owed.
The jacket was given to me by aforementioned roommate and was a Fiddler on the Roof touring jacket emblazoned with her name. This is important for you to know because no matter how much I love my friends, you'd have to pry a Starlight Express jacket out of my cold, dead hands.
Least Important Note: Although I give big ups to Adam, I must say that my other occasional freelance sidekicks, "Peggy's" Steve Rosenthal and Rob Paravonian also made the show excellent. The few sidekicks I got in desperation off the subway and in the shelters made the show too... but usually only made it dang odd.
Thursday, March 20, 2003
I've Been Remiss
This is not about my lack of posting lately, toots.
I never promised you an update garden.
No, I've been remiss for not recommending to my loyal no readers, the site of a brilliant, nice, almost annoyingly well-rounded comedian.
Laurie Kilmartin shares her poolspertise, her historic headshots and her weekly trials and successes. And unlike you and me, pussy blog people, she's been doing it since most people thought broadband was an engagement ring for fat chicks.
Note to self: make appointment to get analogies brought in for servicing.
Laurie is a working comedian and has it together. Speaking of rare, she's currently writing for TV and how the screw rare is a woman comedy writer? Quite rare. Every comedy show I know of in NY has a none to one rule. OK, of course it's not a rule. There are lots of reasons for the lack of women. The reasons won't be gone into here and before you peg me as a bitter psycho feminist (I am only one or two of those things) the reasons don't necessarily reflect badly on the shows. It just is.
Back to Laurie.
She's done lots of TV, but she's not household-name famous. Still, more than most anyone, she's someone I look up to. She's got the talent, but she also consistently works dang hard. She gots the looks, but she also works out darn hard. I hope someday she sneezes on me so I can catch some more of that action.
Check her out.
This is not about my lack of posting lately, toots.
I never promised you an update garden.
No, I've been remiss for not recommending to my loyal no readers, the site of a brilliant, nice, almost annoyingly well-rounded comedian.
Laurie Kilmartin shares her poolspertise, her historic headshots and her weekly trials and successes. And unlike you and me, pussy blog people, she's been doing it since most people thought broadband was an engagement ring for fat chicks.
Note to self: make appointment to get analogies brought in for servicing.
Laurie is a working comedian and has it together. Speaking of rare, she's currently writing for TV and how the screw rare is a woman comedy writer? Quite rare. Every comedy show I know of in NY has a none to one rule. OK, of course it's not a rule. There are lots of reasons for the lack of women. The reasons won't be gone into here and before you peg me as a bitter psycho feminist (I am only one or two of those things) the reasons don't necessarily reflect badly on the shows. It just is.
Back to Laurie.
She's done lots of TV, but she's not household-name famous. Still, more than most anyone, she's someone I look up to. She's got the talent, but she also consistently works dang hard. She gots the looks, but she also works out darn hard. I hope someday she sneezes on me so I can catch some more of that action.
Check her out.
Wednesday, March 05, 2003
The Fault, Dear Brutus, Is HERS
As you didn't know, I got another astrology gig. This one is for a fabulous glossy called Women Who Rock Magazine.
My first column is coming to a newsstand near you, March 11th.
They asked for "edgy", they got "edgy."
But here's the cool part... when they got it, they didn't puss out and ask me to tone it down.
Score!
Pick up a copy at Barnes & Noble, Borders, Tower, Target, Virgin, WalMart, etc.. Etc. includes where I found it, at that coffee chicken wrap dessert place with the amorous foreign cashier on 8th ave. between 57th and 58th.
You'll find the magazine has quality content, you'll support the Felber, and most importantly you'll find out if Saturn's orbit has totally screwed you.
As you didn't know, I got another astrology gig. This one is for a fabulous glossy called Women Who Rock Magazine.
My first column is coming to a newsstand near you, March 11th.
They asked for "edgy", they got "edgy."
But here's the cool part... when they got it, they didn't puss out and ask me to tone it down.
Score!
Pick up a copy at Barnes & Noble, Borders, Tower, Target, Virgin, WalMart, etc.. Etc. includes where I found it, at that coffee chicken wrap dessert place with the amorous foreign cashier on 8th ave. between 57th and 58th.
You'll find the magazine has quality content, you'll support the Felber, and most importantly you'll find out if Saturn's orbit has totally screwed you.
I Da Jury
I knew it. As of tomorrow I'm on the jury. Oi squared, baby.
No! I can not talk about the case (I think?)! Don't push me to! It would be wrong! So no, I can't reveal the nitty gritty detai...
Huh? What? You don't care? But you know nothing about it! Sure this case is not likely to make the papers. Well by "not likely", I mean it won't but it's an interesting civil case at least from the point of view of...
Huh? Where ya going? Hey! Come back! THERE'S AN AMUSING ANECDOTE ABOUT THE WWII NURSE WHO'S ON THE JURY!
Rats.
Whateve. I have my nights and it's not a criminal trial so it should be quick and all I need is someone to walk my pooch.
Any takers? Seriously, my Stan is a babe magnet.
With Stan on your lead, and spring on the wing, you're sure to pick up more than poo. Seriously my Stan is...
Huh? Where ya going? Hey! Come back! I HAVE A CUTE DOG ANECDOTE ABOUT UH,
Oh, ferget it.
PS This blog template is hideous. It must be stopped. Give me a decade or two and I'll have this fixed up pretty.
I knew it. As of tomorrow I'm on the jury. Oi squared, baby.
No! I can not talk about the case (I think?)! Don't push me to! It would be wrong! So no, I can't reveal the nitty gritty detai...
Huh? What? You don't care? But you know nothing about it! Sure this case is not likely to make the papers. Well by "not likely", I mean it won't but it's an interesting civil case at least from the point of view of...
Huh? Where ya going? Hey! Come back! THERE'S AN AMUSING ANECDOTE ABOUT THE WWII NURSE WHO'S ON THE JURY!
Rats.
Whateve. I have my nights and it's not a criminal trial so it should be quick and all I need is someone to walk my pooch.
Any takers? Seriously, my Stan is a babe magnet.
With Stan on your lead, and spring on the wing, you're sure to pick up more than poo. Seriously my Stan is...
Huh? Where ya going? Hey! Come back! I HAVE A CUTE DOG ANECDOTE ABOUT UH,
Oh, ferget it.
PS This blog template is hideous. It must be stopped. Give me a decade or two and I'll have this fixed up pretty.
Sunday, March 02, 2003
Reporting for Jury Duty, Tomorrow 8:30am...
Five reasons I think I will be picked to serve:
My KKK outfit is at the cleaners.
Medical exemption doesn't cover "a case of the frizzies."
Lacking pesky Secret Service detail.
"Primary caregiver" excuse probably won't fly when applied to orchid.
I smell great.
Five reasons I think I will be picked to serve:
My KKK outfit is at the cleaners.
Medical exemption doesn't cover "a case of the frizzies."
Lacking pesky Secret Service detail.
"Primary caregiver" excuse probably won't fly when applied to orchid.
I smell great.
Saturday, March 01, 2003
Felber's Frolics
Every Saturday @ 10:30 PM
Ye Old Tripple Inn
West 54th Street Between Broadway & 8th Ave.
NY, NY
212-245-9849
FREE, no minimum
Here's the line up for tonight in no order:
Ben Morrison: Boston Baked, also preparing for some Caroline's thingamajig
Jane Campell: lovely, talented, bonded & insured
Becky Donahue: From Comedy Central, B3 & co-founder, editor, Girlcomic.net
Bob Powers: Also writes for NY Press. Feel the burn, don't forget to breathe.
Bryan Tucker: Comedy Central & current writer for Tough Crowd with Colin Quinn. Former writer MadTV, Chris Rock show.
Chris Regan: Writer, The Daily Show with Jon Stewart
Every Saturday @ 10:30 PM
Ye Old Tripple Inn
West 54th Street Between Broadway & 8th Ave.
NY, NY
212-245-9849
FREE, no minimum
Here's the line up for tonight in no order:
Ben Morrison: Boston Baked, also preparing for some Caroline's thingamajig
Jane Campell: lovely, talented, bonded & insured
Becky Donahue: From Comedy Central, B3 & co-founder, editor, Girlcomic.net
Bob Powers: Also writes for NY Press. Feel the burn, don't forget to breathe.
Bryan Tucker: Comedy Central & current writer for Tough Crowd with Colin Quinn. Former writer MadTV, Chris Rock show.
Chris Regan: Writer, The Daily Show with Jon Stewart
Thursday, February 27, 2003
Props to Comedian Larry Miller
or
No One Other Than Me Will Give a Crap About This.
Thanks to the Ali G lead in, I caught Larry on a re-run of the new Bill Maher thingamahoobie last night.
Maher's new HBO show is called Real Time. "Real Time" is a good name and an even better idea than their working title, "Politically Incorrect with Cursing Allowed also Attempts to be The Daily Show with a reconditioned Dennis Miller Live Set." Whatever. It's brand new. Shouldn't and can't judge yet.
There was a panel of three guests plus Bill. Politically Incorrect had four guests plus Bill.
This stands to reason as back when Maher created PI, he was a comedian and host, not a political pundit.
[insert 1 pissed cat noise here]
As I was not saying and to make a short story not long...
Larry impressed me. When he could get a word in edgewise, he was intelligent, strong, yet never resorted to cheap attention getting tactics. If aliens dropped in from another planet (a planet that also liked to watch premium cable channels after a few glasses of wine) and you asked them who the comedian on that panel was, betcha Larry would be their last choice. And aliens have superior intelligence, as we all know, so go know.
For Miller was neither loud nor zany. When he was giving his views on Iraq, I turned to my man and said, "That's really brave for a guy in Hollywood." I've noticed people in entertainment are either dead against any action towards Iraq or they are dead silent for fear they will be labelled Bush-lovers (me?), war-mongers (what?!) and the like. Sure enough, a few minutes later Miller made a joke saying something to the effect of, "I'd say more, but the people speaking out against the war are making the movies I want to be in."
If you don't know Larry, you know Larry but you just don't know it. He's been in and voiced a bazillion different things. Had he a website, I'd link to it, but I couldn't find one. But thanks to searching around today, I found he also writes really interesting articles for The Standard.
I know, "interesting" is such a flaccid word. Do I agree with him? Totally disagree with him? Neither one?
Well this ain't a political blog. In a pathetic little venue like this here thingamayab, I just can't get it up to spew my opinions on any one of the world's manifold horrors. There are so many people dying to tell you what they believe on their blogs and I delight in the fact that they do.
I'm not one of them. OK? Can we still be friends?
But check this: share a glass of grog with me and maybe a plate of wings. Then if you're very unlucky, between bawdy banter I'll bore your socks off with what I think.
No this is about the fact that I've always respected Larry as a comedian -- especially as a comedian who turned his talent into a diverse and long-lived career. Right on. And so herein are my props to Larry Miller for taking chances and showing off more of them there fancy multi-facets.
Hey, I warned ya you wouldn't be interested.
or
No One Other Than Me Will Give a Crap About This.
Thanks to the Ali G lead in, I caught Larry on a re-run of the new Bill Maher thingamahoobie last night.
Maher's new HBO show is called Real Time. "Real Time" is a good name and an even better idea than their working title, "Politically Incorrect with Cursing Allowed also Attempts to be The Daily Show with a reconditioned Dennis Miller Live Set." Whatever. It's brand new. Shouldn't and can't judge yet.
There was a panel of three guests plus Bill. Politically Incorrect had four guests plus Bill.
This stands to reason as back when Maher created PI, he was a comedian and host, not a political pundit.
[insert 1 pissed cat noise here]
As I was not saying and to make a short story not long...
Larry impressed me. When he could get a word in edgewise, he was intelligent, strong, yet never resorted to cheap attention getting tactics. If aliens dropped in from another planet (a planet that also liked to watch premium cable channels after a few glasses of wine) and you asked them who the comedian on that panel was, betcha Larry would be their last choice. And aliens have superior intelligence, as we all know, so go know.
For Miller was neither loud nor zany. When he was giving his views on Iraq, I turned to my man and said, "That's really brave for a guy in Hollywood." I've noticed people in entertainment are either dead against any action towards Iraq or they are dead silent for fear they will be labelled Bush-lovers (me?), war-mongers (what?!) and the like. Sure enough, a few minutes later Miller made a joke saying something to the effect of, "I'd say more, but the people speaking out against the war are making the movies I want to be in."
If you don't know Larry, you know Larry but you just don't know it. He's been in and voiced a bazillion different things. Had he a website, I'd link to it, but I couldn't find one. But thanks to searching around today, I found he also writes really interesting articles for The Standard.
I know, "interesting" is such a flaccid word. Do I agree with him? Totally disagree with him? Neither one?
Well this ain't a political blog. In a pathetic little venue like this here thingamayab, I just can't get it up to spew my opinions on any one of the world's manifold horrors. There are so many people dying to tell you what they believe on their blogs and I delight in the fact that they do.
I'm not one of them. OK? Can we still be friends?
But check this: share a glass of grog with me and maybe a plate of wings. Then if you're very unlucky, between bawdy banter I'll bore your socks off with what I think.
No this is about the fact that I've always respected Larry as a comedian -- especially as a comedian who turned his talent into a diverse and long-lived career. Right on. And so herein are my props to Larry Miller for taking chances and showing off more of them there fancy multi-facets.
Hey, I warned ya you wouldn't be interested.
Wednesday, February 26, 2003
My Mom
Her latest book came out yesterday. If you don't buy one, I'll hold my breath until I turn blue. Or not, depending on which annoys you more.
But seriously my mom's a really fabulous writer of amazing historical romances and I'm not just saying that because I still feel guilty for giving her a varicose vein or two. Oh yeah, haven't you heard? Both my older brothers left her veins pristine. But me? I'm the one who made them go all kablooey. Or Ka-blue-y as the case may be... as the case is... anywho...
Here are some FAQ about my mother's novels:
1. Are they dirty?
Do you find love dirty?
2. No, you know, are they dirty?
No! They are well-written, literate -- they aren't "inch by inch" novels.
3. Yeah right.
Hey, that's not even a question!
4. Whatever. Your mommy writes smut.
Shut up! Her books are not smut! Not smutty at all! Hey, have you ever actually read a romance novel?
5. What? Like a Harlequin?
My mom doesn't write Harlequins. Hers are different, but fine, yes. Like a Harlequin? Ever read one?
6. Excuse me while I get a smirky and sniffy look on my face?
If you must.
7. Me? Read a Romance novel?
Yeah, you.
8. No way! I read real literature! I read what the NY Times tells me to! Or I read historical adventures that are really thinly-veiled romances but they're marketed to men so my intelligence doesn't feel threatened!
Your intelligence?
9. Actually so my penis doesn't feel threatened.
I thought so.
10. Did you know I usually buy books just to look cool reading them?
You mean just to have them displayed on your coffee table, right?
11. Yeah.
Yeah, I know.
12. Listen, to be honest I fear that if I'm caught reading a romance, my manhood might shrivel up and fall off...
Actually, if you read her, you might learn something in that area.
13. Ah HA! So she DOES write dirty books! I knew it!!!
sigh.
Her latest book came out yesterday. If you don't buy one, I'll hold my breath until I turn blue. Or not, depending on which annoys you more.
But seriously my mom's a really fabulous writer of amazing historical romances and I'm not just saying that because I still feel guilty for giving her a varicose vein or two. Oh yeah, haven't you heard? Both my older brothers left her veins pristine. But me? I'm the one who made them go all kablooey. Or Ka-blue-y as the case may be... as the case is... anywho...
Here are some FAQ about my mother's novels:
1. Are they dirty?
Do you find love dirty?
2. No, you know, are they dirty?
No! They are well-written, literate -- they aren't "inch by inch" novels.
3. Yeah right.
Hey, that's not even a question!
4. Whatever. Your mommy writes smut.
Shut up! Her books are not smut! Not smutty at all! Hey, have you ever actually read a romance novel?
5. What? Like a Harlequin?
My mom doesn't write Harlequins. Hers are different, but fine, yes. Like a Harlequin? Ever read one?
6. Excuse me while I get a smirky and sniffy look on my face?
If you must.
7. Me? Read a Romance novel?
Yeah, you.
8. No way! I read real literature! I read what the NY Times tells me to! Or I read historical adventures that are really thinly-veiled romances but they're marketed to men so my intelligence doesn't feel threatened!
Your intelligence?
9. Actually so my penis doesn't feel threatened.
I thought so.
10. Did you know I usually buy books just to look cool reading them?
You mean just to have them displayed on your coffee table, right?
11. Yeah.
Yeah, I know.
12. Listen, to be honest I fear that if I'm caught reading a romance, my manhood might shrivel up and fall off...
Actually, if you read her, you might learn something in that area.
13. Ah HA! So she DOES write dirty books! I knew it!!!
sigh.
Tuesday, February 25, 2003
Lazy Blogger Technique #27: The Link
Brody Stevens
Fabulous comedian, friend (at least last time he was on the right coast), and a guy who has been close enough to smell many of my fave baseball players. Instead of smelling them, he entertains them, gives them friendship... or so he says.
I think Brody is also doing warm-up for Jimmy Kimmel Live, these days. If I'm wrong about this Brody, return the unused portion of this blog for a full refund.
Something about the layout of Brody's site makes him look like a total lunatic.
He's not.
He's a stark raving lunatic.
Ah but he's the taste sensation sweeping the nation.
And he's a nice boy. So go. Just the pictures alone are worth the price of admission.
Correction: I learned Brody is mostly doing warm-up for a sports show on FOX, but sometimes pinch hits for Kimmel. Actually, not a correction, as no misinformation was conveyed in the first. But Sweet Juno! Imagine if I got this warm-up comic info wrong! We'd all be goners!
Brody Stevens
Fabulous comedian, friend (at least last time he was on the right coast), and a guy who has been close enough to smell many of my fave baseball players. Instead of smelling them, he entertains them, gives them friendship... or so he says.
I think Brody is also doing warm-up for Jimmy Kimmel Live, these days. If I'm wrong about this Brody, return the unused portion of this blog for a full refund.
Something about the layout of Brody's site makes him look like a total lunatic.
He's not.
He's a stark raving lunatic.
Ah but he's the taste sensation sweeping the nation.
And he's a nice boy. So go. Just the pictures alone are worth the price of admission.
Correction: I learned Brody is mostly doing warm-up for a sports show on FOX, but sometimes pinch hits for Kimmel. Actually, not a correction, as no misinformation was conveyed in the first. But Sweet Juno! Imagine if I got this warm-up comic info wrong! We'd all be goners!
Friday, February 14, 2003
Stray Pride!
My Stan has just won a national photo contest from a left coast outfit called Dog Remedy. Even more impressive than the photo is the way he set up the tripod and got the exposure just right. Still, some of the credit must go to my mother, who told Stan numerous times, "No, bad dog! Put down the 400 asa!"
So check it out. Supposedly 150 bucks of dog goodies are on the way. Boxes of kibble? Mink dog coat? Or just a pair of Marc Jacobs shoes for me so I look good enough to walk such a glam dog?* Stay tuned for all the late-breaking developments!
*Actually, the Marc Jacobs shoes I have coveted cost as much as a computer. But I would never look a gift dog box in the mouth. Probably because it doesn't have one.
My Stan has just won a national photo contest from a left coast outfit called Dog Remedy. Even more impressive than the photo is the way he set up the tripod and got the exposure just right. Still, some of the credit must go to my mother, who told Stan numerous times, "No, bad dog! Put down the 400 asa!"
So check it out. Supposedly 150 bucks of dog goodies are on the way. Boxes of kibble? Mink dog coat? Or just a pair of Marc Jacobs shoes for me so I look good enough to walk such a glam dog?* Stay tuned for all the late-breaking developments!
*Actually, the Marc Jacobs shoes I have coveted cost as much as a computer. But I would never look a gift dog box in the mouth. Probably because it doesn't have one.
Wednesday, February 12, 2003
My Ed (yes I own him) is an ed. for a major newspaper. He is not in showbiz. He does not crave the spotlight.
Thank Thor for that.
Ah but here... here he is starring in his very first feature film. Go and crank up the volume. This secret link was written and brought to you by Bob and the letter M.*
*Actually the letter M had nothing to do with it, but is always trying to take credit for stuff it hasn't even come to rehersals for.**
**Wha?
Thank Thor for that.
Ah but here... here he is starring in his very first feature film. Go and crank up the volume. This secret link was written and brought to you by Bob and the letter M.*
*Actually the letter M had nothing to do with it, but is always trying to take credit for stuff it hasn't even come to rehersals for.**
**Wha?
It's Fashion Week in New York City!
But with the current threat level upped, it's kind of scary.
I mean, does this terror alert go with my eyes?
Ba dum BUM!
I'm a riot.
Back to work.
*Interesting how the fashion people chose the same pre-fab blog template as me, i'nit?
This means that I am either a very cutting edge fashionista
or
they also know jack about designing pages.
But with the current threat level upped, it's kind of scary.
I mean, does this terror alert go with my eyes?
Ba dum BUM!
I'm a riot.
Back to work.
*Interesting how the fashion people chose the same pre-fab blog template as me, i'nit?
This means that I am either a very cutting edge fashionista
or
they also know jack about designing pages.
Monday, February 10, 2003
Amazingly Compact Reviews
if you find a shorter review anywhere, return the unused portion for a full refund.
GOOD
Rufus Sewell
George Elliot's Middlemarch
Spooning
BAD
Too much street salt and dog's paws.
Not returning Middlemarch to library on time.
Kevin Costner*
*It must be noted I disliked Costner way before Waterworld, The Postman and even pre-Madonna's classic retching gesture.
if you find a shorter review anywhere, return the unused portion for a full refund.
GOOD
Rufus Sewell
George Elliot's Middlemarch
Spooning
BAD
Too much street salt and dog's paws.
Not returning Middlemarch to library on time.
Kevin Costner*
*It must be noted I disliked Costner way before Waterworld, The Postman and even pre-Madonna's classic retching gesture.
Wednesday, February 05, 2003
Last Comic Standing -- update-a-roo!
Hope yet...found out Eddie Pepitone, my pal and boy comedy genius, was selected as one of the final 10 from NYC. Now he and 9 others face off against the 10 west coasters to see who's LCS.
And ah... no other news, really. Going in a mo to do a quick spot at the Duplex. Venerable mainly gay bar down the street, but everyone is made welcome there, even Stan. Love the crowd (when there is one) and Poppi Kramer, your host and bartender, works her magic and overcomes the early hour of 7PM to make it a good time Wednesday show. 2 for 1 drinks don't hurt either...
What I'm saying is they help... but you, gentle blog reader, knew that, didn't ya? Ya.
Hope yet...found out Eddie Pepitone, my pal and boy comedy genius, was selected as one of the final 10 from NYC. Now he and 9 others face off against the 10 west coasters to see who's LCS.
And ah... no other news, really. Going in a mo to do a quick spot at the Duplex. Venerable mainly gay bar down the street, but everyone is made welcome there, even Stan. Love the crowd (when there is one) and Poppi Kramer, your host and bartender, works her magic and overcomes the early hour of 7PM to make it a good time Wednesday show. 2 for 1 drinks don't hurt either...
What I'm saying is they help... but you, gentle blog reader, knew that, didn't ya? Ya.
Sunday, February 02, 2003
Monologue Challenge.
My way of forcing myself to write topical material, the likes of which you'd find an audience yelping and yipping for on a late night show, but groaning at in any other medium. Note the outrageous barbs of hilarity and multiple cheap punch lines on a topic.* :
Critics of Britain’s Prime Minister Tony Blair are calling him "America's Poodle." He got this name of course, because of his support for President Bush. But his ability to balance a ball on his nose didn't’ hurt.
Critics of Britain’s Prime Minister Tony Blair are calling him "America's Poodle." Poodle breeders are angered by this stereotype. One said, « Not all poodles promise to devote military resources to a unpopular and sketchy war. If brought up properly, the poodle will heed UN recommendations. »
The World Health Organization has warned that terrorist groups could try to contaminate food supplies. The idea of tampering with food on American soil came recently when terrorists saw it would be more cost effective than their previous method, namely, giving Americans free trips to Mexico.
Study released this week said about 1.5 million people die each year due to diarrhea-related illnesses caught from eating contaminated food. Yeah, true. Taco Bell could not be reached for comment.
The World Health Organization has warned that terrorist groups could try to contaminate food supplies. Steps are being taken to guard against truly dangerous foodstuff. One official said, « What we fear is the formula for McDonald’s Extra Value Meal to falling into the wrong hands. »
Actor Peter O’Toole is rejecting an honorary Oscar. Yeah, Peter has never won an Oscar despite seven nominations but he said he’s « still in the game and might win the lovely bugger outright". Academy Awards ceremony producer Gil Cates was quoted as saying it’s « awfully silly » of Peter not to accept the award. The honorary Oscar used to go by another, longer name. It was called « The-best-actor-most-likely-to-die-this-year-and-make-us-feel-guilty-we-didn’t-give-him-one-before » award.
This year we celebrate the Year of the Goat. With this gentle Sign guiding most of our 2003, the Chinese say we can expect a time of harmony, tranquility and understanding. The Goat encourages us to be more easygoing and and for the next year, we'll pledge to live our lives in a quiet, peaceful manner. To this President Bush responded, « Yeah, right! »
Thousands of Mexican farmers are protesting saying the North American Free Trade Agreement or (Nafta) has led to a flood of cheaper imports from the United States and Canada. The farmers have already warned that unless their demands are met, they will step up their actions by blocking ports and border crossings with the US. This would be dire news for the US and Canada. One US farmer said, « If I can’t get a fresh supply of Mexican labor, I’ll never be able to compete with Mexico. »
Thousands of Mexican farmers are protesting saying the North American Free Trade Agreement or (Nafta) has led to a flood of cheaper imports from the United States and Canada. The farmers have already warned that unless their demands are met, they will step up their actions by blocking ports and border crossings with the US. The INS and US border patrol agents, currently strapped because of budget cuts said, « OH NO! Please don’t block the borders so that no one can get through! »
*Please don't be afraid... I mercifully only did 3 of these last night, during monologue challenge. Also, the whole Mexican bashing theme is just a co-inky-dink. I heart Mexicans. Seriously, if you're Mexican my door is always open. Mexicans and I have a symbiotic relationship much like the shark and the remora fish. I am really pushing this too far, no? Yes.
My way of forcing myself to write topical material, the likes of which you'd find an audience yelping and yipping for on a late night show, but groaning at in any other medium. Note the outrageous barbs of hilarity and multiple cheap punch lines on a topic.* :
Critics of Britain’s Prime Minister Tony Blair are calling him "America's Poodle." He got this name of course, because of his support for President Bush. But his ability to balance a ball on his nose didn't’ hurt.
Critics of Britain’s Prime Minister Tony Blair are calling him "America's Poodle." Poodle breeders are angered by this stereotype. One said, « Not all poodles promise to devote military resources to a unpopular and sketchy war. If brought up properly, the poodle will heed UN recommendations. »
The World Health Organization has warned that terrorist groups could try to contaminate food supplies. The idea of tampering with food on American soil came recently when terrorists saw it would be more cost effective than their previous method, namely, giving Americans free trips to Mexico.
Study released this week said about 1.5 million people die each year due to diarrhea-related illnesses caught from eating contaminated food. Yeah, true. Taco Bell could not be reached for comment.
The World Health Organization has warned that terrorist groups could try to contaminate food supplies. Steps are being taken to guard against truly dangerous foodstuff. One official said, « What we fear is the formula for McDonald’s Extra Value Meal to falling into the wrong hands. »
Actor Peter O’Toole is rejecting an honorary Oscar. Yeah, Peter has never won an Oscar despite seven nominations but he said he’s « still in the game and might win the lovely bugger outright". Academy Awards ceremony producer Gil Cates was quoted as saying it’s « awfully silly » of Peter not to accept the award. The honorary Oscar used to go by another, longer name. It was called « The-best-actor-most-likely-to-die-this-year-and-make-us-feel-guilty-we-didn’t-give-him-one-before » award.
This year we celebrate the Year of the Goat. With this gentle Sign guiding most of our 2003, the Chinese say we can expect a time of harmony, tranquility and understanding. The Goat encourages us to be more easygoing and and for the next year, we'll pledge to live our lives in a quiet, peaceful manner. To this President Bush responded, « Yeah, right! »
Thousands of Mexican farmers are protesting saying the North American Free Trade Agreement or (Nafta) has led to a flood of cheaper imports from the United States and Canada. The farmers have already warned that unless their demands are met, they will step up their actions by blocking ports and border crossings with the US. This would be dire news for the US and Canada. One US farmer said, « If I can’t get a fresh supply of Mexican labor, I’ll never be able to compete with Mexico. »
Thousands of Mexican farmers are protesting saying the North American Free Trade Agreement or (Nafta) has led to a flood of cheaper imports from the United States and Canada. The farmers have already warned that unless their demands are met, they will step up their actions by blocking ports and border crossings with the US. The INS and US border patrol agents, currently strapped because of budget cuts said, « OH NO! Please don’t block the borders so that no one can get through! »
*Please don't be afraid... I mercifully only did 3 of these last night, during monologue challenge. Also, the whole Mexican bashing theme is just a co-inky-dink. I heart Mexicans. Seriously, if you're Mexican my door is always open. Mexicans and I have a symbiotic relationship much like the shark and the remora fish. I am really pushing this too far, no? Yes.
Saturday, February 01, 2003
Last night's Gershwin Hotel show was hopping... my octopus material, hatched over Korean BBQ went swimmingly. I would venture to say no comedian has ever done such brilliant octopus material after Korean BBQ -- ever. Man I adore Korean food. The kim chee brings me back to happy childhood memories of eating the insanely spicy pickled cabagge at my best friend Yuh Suhn's house. But wow, Korean joints have cornered the market on condiments of excitement! Plus, how can you not love asking about what a sidedish is and getting the response, "Like a snail."
I said, "Like a snail?"
The waiter said, "Yeah. Like a snail. But not snail. Like a snail. Seafood... Like a snail."
I ended up not trying the like a snail and I almost regret it.
But tonight is no time for lingering in the past over Korean-meals-gone-by! No! Tonight is the big shoe...
Felber's Frolics
Every Saturday @ 10:30 PM
Ye Old Tripple Inn
West 54th Street Between Broadway & 8th Ave.
NY, NY
212-245-9849
FREE, no minimum
Here's the line up:
The music of Bob Powers
The slapstick of Debbie Shea
Andre DuBouchet and his magic lantern show
Ben Morrison and his trained satin dancing birds
and...
as always, a performer who is new to me. Ye Old Tripple virgin: William Lewis Wexler.
with the wonderful sidekickery of my more talented brother, Adam Felber. And the hilarity and drama of Monologue Challenge.
Join us, wont you?
I said, "Like a snail?"
The waiter said, "Yeah. Like a snail. But not snail. Like a snail. Seafood... Like a snail."
I ended up not trying the like a snail and I almost regret it.
But tonight is no time for lingering in the past over Korean-meals-gone-by! No! Tonight is the big shoe...
Felber's Frolics
Every Saturday @ 10:30 PM
Ye Old Tripple Inn
West 54th Street Between Broadway & 8th Ave.
NY, NY
212-245-9849
FREE, no minimum
Here's the line up:
The music of Bob Powers
The slapstick of Debbie Shea
Andre DuBouchet and his magic lantern show
Ben Morrison and his trained satin dancing birds
and...
as always, a performer who is new to me. Ye Old Tripple virgin: William Lewis Wexler.
with the wonderful sidekickery of my more talented brother, Adam Felber. And the hilarity and drama of Monologue Challenge.
Join us, wont you?
Wednesday, January 29, 2003
Felber Tonight! Catch me at:
"Hump Night"
11PM
Chelsea Playhouse
125 W22nd street
FREE
This is a fantastic stand-up show hosted by Sean Conroy and Eddie Pepitone. Formerlly at UCB theater, now at their temporary digs down the street. Here's a review of Hump Night on Citysearch.
Yesterday the New York Times had an article about the Upright Citizen's Brigade Theater.
The article was about the fantastic work that has happened there and the sad story of losing their permanent home.
Glad they got the press, wish for their speedy success in finding a new home, but I can't help but be peeved once again that the Times doesn't cover comedy. They almost don't have a right to talk about the great shows that have been there, because they'd never review them. Bah. Feh. And in conclusion, Harumph.
"Hump Night"
11PM
Chelsea Playhouse
125 W22nd street
FREE
This is a fantastic stand-up show hosted by Sean Conroy and Eddie Pepitone. Formerlly at UCB theater, now at their temporary digs down the street. Here's a review of Hump Night on Citysearch.
Yesterday the New York Times had an article about the Upright Citizen's Brigade Theater.
The article was about the fantastic work that has happened there and the sad story of losing their permanent home.
Glad they got the press, wish for their speedy success in finding a new home, but I can't help but be peeved once again that the Times doesn't cover comedy. They almost don't have a right to talk about the great shows that have been there, because they'd never review them. Bah. Feh. And in conclusion, Harumph.
Saturday, January 25, 2003
Even More Shameless Self Promo!
Felber's Frolics
Every Saturday @ 10:30 PM
Ye Old Tripple Inn
West 54th Street Between Broadway & 8th Ave.
NY, NY
212-245-9849
FREE, no minimum
Tonight Felber's Frolics welcomes yet another cavalcade of ever-changing always impressive comedians:
Jane Campell
Rob Paravonian
Ritch Duncan
Andrew Donnelly
Clara Bijl
Plus will also feature Magic Star Ramon!
Actually, his levitating cigarette trick is awesome.
also also wik: the thrills of Monologue Challenge!
The above comedians credits are quite impressive and include:
National TV, College and club circuit, writing for Colin Quinn's "Tough Crowd", contributing jokes for Kilborn and SNL, running a hot show in NYC, co-founding Jest magazine, appearing on a zillion commercials and being French.
Check what flavorpill said about us:
What happens when you take a historic Irish Bar, add some of New York City's best comics, and throw in a host who's the love child of Bette Midler, Janis Joplin and Lenny Bruce? Well, of course, it's Felber's Frolics. The weekly comedy cavalcade is back with all the inappropriate jokes, bawdy musical nuggets, and, once again, the all star line-up. Susie Felber, with the help of her brother Adam (comedian, screenwriter and NPR personality), bring their one-of-a-kind style to the local bar which has witnessed many a star be born over the years. So come down for the cheap drinks, killer chicken fingers, and rowdy local hecklers for a night that comes straight out of a B movie.
Felber's Frolics
Every Saturday @ 10:30 PM
Ye Old Tripple Inn
West 54th Street Between Broadway & 8th Ave.
NY, NY
212-245-9849
FREE, no minimum
Tonight Felber's Frolics welcomes yet another cavalcade of ever-changing always impressive comedians:
Jane Campell
Rob Paravonian
Ritch Duncan
Andrew Donnelly
Clara Bijl
Plus will also feature Magic Star Ramon!
Actually, his levitating cigarette trick is awesome.
also also wik: the thrills of Monologue Challenge!
The above comedians credits are quite impressive and include:
National TV, College and club circuit, writing for Colin Quinn's "Tough Crowd", contributing jokes for Kilborn and SNL, running a hot show in NYC, co-founding Jest magazine, appearing on a zillion commercials and being French.
Check what flavorpill said about us:
What happens when you take a historic Irish Bar, add some of New York City's best comics, and throw in a host who's the love child of Bette Midler, Janis Joplin and Lenny Bruce? Well, of course, it's Felber's Frolics. The weekly comedy cavalcade is back with all the inappropriate jokes, bawdy musical nuggets, and, once again, the all star line-up. Susie Felber, with the help of her brother Adam (comedian, screenwriter and NPR personality), bring their one-of-a-kind style to the local bar which has witnessed many a star be born over the years. So come down for the cheap drinks, killer chicken fingers, and rowdy local hecklers for a night that comes straight out of a B movie.
Friday, January 24, 2003
Below, you'll find my rant about Last Comic Standing auditions. After sleeping on it, and hearing the horror stories of others, I see my lot wasn't that bad. I didn't have my camera smashed, I didn't have to wait in the cold, I didn't end up having a nervous b on stage and I didn't have to endure any barbs of hilarity from the guys auditioning me.
So what of those guys? I've since put myself in the shoes of The Tonight Show dudes, and found I felt quite sorry for them. What a special kind of torture it must have been for them. To be forced to sit through thousands of comics and even more "comics" must have been draining and dull and depressing.
Still, I would do their job in a minute for little more than a turkey burger with a side of mash.
So what of those guys? I've since put myself in the shoes of The Tonight Show dudes, and found I felt quite sorry for them. What a special kind of torture it must have been for them. To be forced to sit through thousands of comics and even more "comics" must have been draining and dull and depressing.
Still, I would do their job in a minute for little more than a turkey burger with a side of mash.
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