Joel Brussell - Writer
I have a weekly comedy show "The I Hate Poetry Poety Hour Half Hour" on a small community station whose range is equivalent to the arc of a man's urine. Below is a description of the show and what people are saying: Imagine characters like Dr. Gooda, a pryropractor, a chiropractor for pyromaniacs who develop back problems bending down to light fuses, or Sid of Sids Locksmiths and Pedicures cause opening your car door and taking care of your feet aren't that different. Or Litigation Man, who sued himself so many times his atoms split apart just to shield his assets from the other atoms. Imagine ongoing segments like: What I Imagine My Audience of 8 is Doing Right Now Besides Gutting a Deer, or Fleas and Ticks and Little Doggey Ways theater with weekly productions such as Omelet, a jewish Hamlet whose ghostly fathers image comes to him during a prostate exam. Listen to fake commercials like Edgar Allan Poes Vericose Vein Clinics?Doth quote the raven varicose veins never more. Or Johny Bidinskys Zest Control, a form of pest control to rid your life of overly enthusiastic people. Now lay in in-between these bits with skillful bleed ins, the brilliantly funky creations of Beck, the timeless country rock of the Band, the luring manic rhythms of the Talking heads and you get a sense of the modern musical glue that not only binds the show, but adds a whole new layer of energy. Well you don't have to imagine this is the I Hate Poetry Poetry Hour Half Hour -- 20 shows in the can and another original show written and produced every week.
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