Weekend of Other People’s Shows

On Friday, I saw Todd Barry and Andy Kindler on Friday for one of those Comedy Central Presents.  They both killed.  They’re killers.

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On Saturday, I saw my friend, Dave, play.  He was Izzy from Brownstone and played an acoustic set of his own material.  Good times.  Good songs.  He has no cd’s nor a website so you’ll have to have my hearsay alone.

"Thanks so much for coming out to my show Saturday – it really meant a
lot to me. I was not expecting so many people to show up and neither
were the people working there. When I was soundchecking the sound guy
was all "hey, maybe people will hear your guitar and come upstairs and
stay for a song or two…then at least you’ll have a few people in the
room."  Then you guys were all "hey, we’re here for the show" and I was like "yeah!"
So anyway, I really appreciate it."
That’s what Dave said.  And check out my misuse of quotes.  If you change the quotes to parentheses and exchange "hey" for the power of 2, and get 8, let me know.  Because math and grammar are out the door today.

On Sunday, I went to the Big Apple Circus.  It was okay and then this ventriloquist came out.  I love ventriloquism.  Even if it’s bad.  The guy, Willer Nicolodi, did this act with a live dog.  I don’t know how he made that dog like a puppet but he did.  He made me an idiot for his entertainment.  And then he got three humans to talk through.  He killed.  Wow, did he kill.

Willer Nicolodi with Rudi, the smoking bird