Gettin’ Weird hosts the Bay Area’s favorite comedians with an added twist every month. Sometimes it’s a performer, sometimes it’s something people have to do, but it’s always weird and always entertaining.
Tony Sparks is “The Godfather” of the San Francisco comedy scene. He has hosted the longest running open mic in the Bay Area at the Brainwash Cafe every Thursday for the past fourteen years.
Jules Posner is like if the cool older kid who used to buy you beer ended up becoming a comedian instead of a meth dealer. The most relaxed man in California, Jules mixes laid-back observations, riffing and flannel shirts into an act that has won him constant bookings at every major comedy club in the Bay Area.
Named SF Weekly Best of Award Winner for “Racial Humor You Don’t Feel Guilty Laughing At” and one of the Bay Area’s “Top 5 Comedians to Watch” by the San Jose Mercury News, Kaseem Bentley is an African American insult comic from San Francisco.
Chris Schiappacasse is definitively offensive, and at times insensitive. His brand of comedy can invite confrontation and challenge audiences to stretch their tolerance, which will be tested by a man who does not back down. Unapologetic and brazen, Chris is certainly bringing the weird this month.
Top Ten Tweets From May
10.) To the lady with her hoodie up: nice hair.
9.) No, please. You’re really treading new ground with your Taco Bell+volcano ass material.
8.) Today on my twitter feed: 10 Reasons Why #ListsAreTheWorst
7.) My mom always tells me, “you’re my retirement plan,” and I’m like, “expect to be homeless in ten years!”
6.) Tell someone to stop talking when their story’s boring. It makes them feel great.
5.) Lady complimented me, & instead of talking to her I walked away faster thinking, “I’d rather talk to myself.” & realized I might be crazy.
4.) I get bloody noses a lot. Someone asked what some spatter stains on my pants were. Shoulda realized how scary only saying “blood” would be.
3.) Putting the free bread in your to-go box might be tacky, but you know what’s tackier? Thinking you’re above free bread.
2.) I put my foot in my mouth. A girl I carried asked, “Am I as heavy as I look?” and all I said was, “No… I mean, you don’t look that heavy.”
1.) Allergies: For when you want none of the party, but all of the morning hangover.
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[What a weird article. It’s an autobiographical San Francisco fairytale, admonishing the city for its open mic scene (and mediocre pizza). The weirdness is that this article is nestled betwixt a feature of Whoopi Goldberg’s new webseries and announcement for Eugene Mirman’s eponymous festival. This seems more suited for Livejournal; its hyperbolic vitriol is akin to a Frank Miller character’s inner monologue.
The overall premise contains an ulterior motive, infatuation, tinging most of the tale with a monomythic failure. This is about a man raging and fighting for himself. Claire, the comedian of the writer’s fancy, has no say, no agency. Rude comics acted against her, the narrator acted for her, and, by the anecdote’s end, she’s been damseled, the prize of some dude.
Also, this brings up one of my newly-surfaced pet peeves: whiteknighting, especially in comedy scenes. Should women feel safe in their artistic pursuits? Yeah, of course. Should everyone in comedy make an effort to stand for their conviction against assholes. Absolutely. Still, it’s sometimes condescending to support another artist while ignoring your own privilege. It’s problematic to selectively console comrades in an attempt to be a “nice guy”. “Hang in there” makes it seem like you don’t think they will.
Perchance I’m looking too closely, too critically. Maybe comedy was a backdrop to a simple boy-meets-girl, but then I read this in the article’s conclusion:
Comedy isn’t a boys club; it’s the great equalizer of the arts. Comics aren’t the bullies, they’re the underdogs; we are the have-nots, the downtrodden, the harlequin philosophers; we think. Orientation, race or sex have nothing to do with talent or drive, and just respecting someone on a human level. Women are more than tits and perfume; sometimes they have things to say and stuff…
I didn’t get that sentiment at all from this piece. Confronting shitty comedians and patting oneself on the back for not cracking heads doesn’t feel like the solution to patriarchal bullshit, which often dims creativity’s bulb. It would have been interesting to hear why a group of Sacramento comedians came down to San Francisco in the first place; the sociocultural implications of a 80+ mile thirst for stage time. It would be interesting to hear how the author produces shows, how he champions divergent voices, styles and walks of life. It would be interesting to see a complimentary piece; what did Claire go to San Francisco for, what was she expecting, how does she feel when confronted by misogyny in comedy? Ultimately, I wonder how will things get better. With vigilantism or construction? With a match and gasoline or with a hammer and nails?]
If Mr. Oullette (Andrew) approached comedians at the mics other than the interactions forced upon him and his party he would have discovered that Tuesday mics might be a disappointment for visiting out-of-towners. Not that they’re BAD, but that your time might be better spent coming down on another day. He would have also found solidarity and camaraderie in a community that holds no fondness for the “Fat Fuck,” as he describes him.
In the article he’s angry at everyone for objectifying women, yet we never hear from Claire or any other woman. I don’t know anything about Claire as a person with a brain, just that she has “beautiful eyes,” and people want her to “show us… (her) tits!” Claire as a person is probably amazing. Claire as written is a 2d character in a 2d story that reads as poorly written
erotic fiction because nobody gets to “cum on tits.” Instead, it’s just a dude that’s angry. This article’s like a student film. There’s a guy in some weird, quirky community, and he’s white-knighting around for his fair maiden, except student films end with some dude putting a gun in his mouth (original…). I guess it’s never too late. If you want to read a story about a guy who’s angry at people who don’t understand why he’s angry, then this is for you. He says that women have something to say without giving any examples of what he values, and as I’ve been lumped in with the “misogynists” of San Francisco, I remain unconvinced. You can tell he’d never marginalize women because “they have things to say and stuff…”
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