Brutality and Chuckles

The musings of a 21st century renaissance man...named Geoff Garlock.

Finally saw “Jodorowsky’s Dune” tonight and it was fantastic. Now here is the thing. Would it have been a great movie? Maybe. It will always live as the movie that could have been the greatest movie ever. But we will never know and we can all live on with that idea in our head because it will never be made. In reality, I am not sure I would have wanted to watch the 20 hour version Jodorowsky had planned. But I can continue to lie to myself that I would have loved every second. It certainly looks all amazing.

I knew about the possibility of Pink Floyd doing some of the music. But until I saw the movie, I had no idea about the plan to have different bands to represent the different houses. So during the movie, I started thinking to myself that in an even more ideal world, matched up with H.R. Giger’s designs, the perfect band for House Harkonen would be Magma. Just a fleeting thought that certainly was never an option. THEN MAGMA CAME ON THE SCREEN. And I was giddy like a tiny child watching Magma footage I had never seen in my life, and watching Christian Vander talk about Dune (apparently like everyone involved in the project, he never even read the book). So basically what I am saying is, go see “Jodorowsky’s Dune” and listen to Magma. The greatest band ever.

Very excited for this one. Today on Worst Gig Ever we have good friend Mark McCoy. Singer of such classic bands as Charles Bronson, Das Oath, Holy Molar and Failures. Also the man behind Youth Attack records. Mark has some really great stories. My old band Panthers and Mark’s old band Das Oath once did a tour of Europe together. We also almost got in a Henry Rollins “Get In The Van” situation with a promoter in Brighton UK who stiffed us on getting paid and pulled the weird move of taking all the food he had bought for us as well. We tried to hunt him down with some nice kids who were at the show but we did not find him and ended up staying at some farmhouse in the middle of nowhere. Maybe we talk about it in this episode..maybe we don’t. I honestly forget. But I didn’t forget how great Mark is so listen up for some power violence history! Now I am going to put a hashtag on this and it is only going to be Skramz. For humor sake.

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EPISODE 96: MARK McCOY

There’s going to be a “Youth Attack" when a couple of dudes in their mid 30’s get together very far from Tony Victory’s house to kibitz with the awesome Mark McCoy about some of the lowlights from his time “doin’ vox” in seminal bands like Charles Bronson and Das Oath (not to mention Failures and Holy Molar).  Scary European squats, coping with onstage injuries, playing with bandmates you’ve never met, being influenced by MAD Magazine, and performing in shorts are just a few of the pathways we’ll go down.  Bundles of buttflaps on this week’s WORST GIG EVER!

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UCB's Sketchy Advice: Geoff Garlock

ucbcomedy:

Sketchy Advice: A comedy writing column from UCB Comedy. Established sketch writers from the Upright Citizens Brigade Theatre offer sketch students advice on being creative, the writing process, and adding to a writer’s room

This week’s featured writer is Geoff Garlock, a writer for former

UCB Comedy tumblr was nice enough to ask for some sketch writing advice from me. Go back and read all the older ones as well. Great writers with some great advice. I think my advice is solid as well. Look we all know what we are talking about right?

melindataub:

drujohnston:

Tonight is the last night of Don Fanelli and my show Sketches from an Italian Restaurant: A Billy Joel Sketch Show, at the UCB Theatre. I’ve had such an amazing time running this show the past six months and am so proud and so thankful that we got to share this stupid little show with the people of New York.
Last March me and Don were on a tour up at UMass. And like every tour ever we listened to some Billy Joel on the drive back home and all sang along. I think it was Captain Jack, but it honestly could have been Pianoman, Scenes from an Italian Restaurant, Allentown… any of his songs. God he is so good.  
When we got back Don and I took the subway home. We were lamenting the fact that we were feeling complacent, that all too common feeling that you’re doing too much to get any sleep but you always should be doing more. Writing a one man show is what we should both be doing, but it just wasn’t as fun… and we both wanted to work on something that both made us remember what we love about comedy in the first place and also pushed us.
The next day I texted him what you see above. Sketches From An Italian Restaurant was a joke title for a show that I was telling people about for a year. “What are you working on Dru?” “Oh Sketches from an Italian Restaurant. It’s my one man show about Billy Joel.” Never in my wildest dreams did I think that show would see the light of day. Don even admits to getting my text and thinking it was a joke. I suspected as much and sent the follow up text: “I’m very serious about this.” 
From there we started getting to work. And we really dove into this show the exact way we wanted. We’d meet for hours listening to Billy Joel songs and pitching the sketch ideas that they inspired (two favorite really dumb ones: You May Be Right I May be Crazy, but it just may be a lunatic your looking for. But the guy saying it is ACTUALLY a crazy person AND We watch the music video for Keeping the Faith and then just look at the audience and say WHAT?!). We’d write shitty first drafts and then just improvise off of them. We’d send sketches back and forth, constantly rewriting them… One of our sketches in the current show is on draft 30-something… we stopped keeping track.
We then went through seven months of rigorously writing and rehearsing and rewriting and rewriting and rewriting with the help of our directors Dan Klein and Will Hines. We moved sketches around. We added animations to a powerpoint. We wrote a dance number. We cut a dance number. We sat in a room with Will for four hours pitching black out after black out after black out. We came up with over 20, we cut that down to 9. We cut that down to eight. If it didn’t remain funny after an hour it was out.
It was a brutal machine of Sketch Darwinism at it’s finest. The only thing that stayed constant throughout were three videos about Captain Jack and masturbating. Even after we got the run we spent two more months rewriting. Our current pianoman sketch has maybe one line from our third spank… and that line is “Sing us a song you’re the pianoman”. My favorite thing about working with Don is that he’s never satisfied. It can always be funnier. And working on this show brought that out in me. If you’re bored of the show the common idea is to say let’s fuck around on stage. No. Make it tighter. If we had the balls to title a show Sketches From An Italian Restaurant, we better make it undeniably funny and tight.
We went through one workout and three spanks, not to mention many sketch open mics and variety shows. We had an amazing run of six months. We got to take this show out to Los Angeles. And it’s still so fucking fun to do. I’m genuinely sad that the show is ending… but So It Goes. Let’s end this show with a fucking bang, the way Billy Joel would. Let’s celebrate this god of a man through the long night. 
Thank you to everyone who’s come out to see it. Thanks to everyone who’s told us you enjoyed it and who supported it. It truly means the world to me to hear that people like it. It was just a silly joke title over a year ago, and now it’s the thing I’m the most proud of in my seven years of being here in New York.
And special thanks to Dan Klein and Will Hines, without who’s guidance and advice this project would never come to light. They pushed Don and I to reach a standard we never dreamed possible but something we should all be striving for. I could write for hours on how amazing they both are. And also special thanks to Alex Adan… who for six months has pitched great jokes for us and has NAILED this tech heavy show every single night without fail. 
One last show. Tonight. If you have a girlfriend, tell her about it.
RESERVATIONS

This is a truly awesome show. I know you’re mildly sick of comedy. I know the weather’s weird. But if you haven’t seen this show yet, you really, really should.

melindataub:

drujohnston:

Tonight is the last night of Don Fanelli and my show Sketches from an Italian Restaurant: A Billy Joel Sketch Showat the UCB Theatre. I’ve had such an amazing time running this show the past six months and am so proud and so thankful that we got to share this stupid little show with the people of New York.

Last March me and Don were on a tour up at UMass. And like every tour ever we listened to some Billy Joel on the drive back home and all sang along. I think it was Captain Jack, but it honestly could have been Pianoman, Scenes from an Italian Restaurant, Allentown… any of his songs. God he is so good.  

When we got back Don and I took the subway home. We were lamenting the fact that we were feeling complacent, that all too common feeling that you’re doing too much to get any sleep but you always should be doing more. Writing a one man show is what we should both be doing, but it just wasn’t as fun… and we both wanted to work on something that both made us remember what we love about comedy in the first place and also pushed us.

The next day I texted him what you see above. Sketches From An Italian Restaurant was a joke title for a show that I was telling people about for a year. “What are you working on Dru?” “Oh Sketches from an Italian Restaurant. It’s my one man show about Billy Joel.” Never in my wildest dreams did I think that show would see the light of day. Don even admits to getting my text and thinking it was a joke. I suspected as much and sent the follow up text: “I’m very serious about this.” 

From there we started getting to work. And we really dove into this show the exact way we wanted. We’d meet for hours listening to Billy Joel songs and pitching the sketch ideas that they inspired (two favorite really dumb ones: You May Be Right I May be Crazy, but it just may be a lunatic your looking for. But the guy saying it is ACTUALLY a crazy person AND We watch the music video for Keeping the Faith and then just look at the audience and say WHAT?!). We’d write shitty first drafts and then just improvise off of them. We’d send sketches back and forth, constantly rewriting them… One of our sketches in the current show is on draft 30-something… we stopped keeping track.

We then went through seven months of rigorously writing and rehearsing and rewriting and rewriting and rewriting with the help of our directors Dan Klein and Will Hines. We moved sketches around. We added animations to a powerpoint. We wrote a dance number. We cut a dance number. We sat in a room with Will for four hours pitching black out after black out after black out. We came up with over 20, we cut that down to 9. We cut that down to eight. If it didn’t remain funny after an hour it was out.

It was a brutal machine of Sketch Darwinism at it’s finest. The only thing that stayed constant throughout were three videos about Captain Jack and masturbating. Even after we got the run we spent two more months rewriting. Our current pianoman sketch has maybe one line from our third spank… and that line is “Sing us a song you’re the pianoman”. My favorite thing about working with Don is that he’s never satisfied. It can always be funnier. And working on this show brought that out in me. If you’re bored of the show the common idea is to say let’s fuck around on stage. No. Make it tighter. If we had the balls to title a show Sketches From An Italian Restaurant, we better make it undeniably funny and tight.

We went through one workout and three spanks, not to mention many sketch open mics and variety shows. We had an amazing run of six months. We got to take this show out to Los Angeles. And it’s still so fucking fun to do. I’m genuinely sad that the show is ending… but So It Goes. Let’s end this show with a fucking bang, the way Billy Joel would. Let’s celebrate this god of a man through the long night. 

Thank you to everyone who’s come out to see it. Thanks to everyone who’s told us you enjoyed it and who supported it. It truly means the world to me to hear that people like it. It was just a silly joke title over a year ago, and now it’s the thing I’m the most proud of in my seven years of being here in New York.

And special thanks to Dan Klein and Will Hines, without who’s guidance and advice this project would never come to light. They pushed Don and I to reach a standard we never dreamed possible but something we should all be striving for. I could write for hours on how amazing they both are. And also special thanks to Alex Adan… who for six months has pitched great jokes for us and has NAILED this tech heavy show every single night without fail. 

One last show. Tonight. If you have a girlfriend, tell her about it.

RESERVATIONS

This is a truly awesome show. I know you’re mildly sick of comedy. I know the weather’s weird. But if you haven’t seen this show yet, you really, really should.

We have Rob Blatt aka Bobby Phobia, amateur wrestler, comedian entertainer extraordinaire on the latest episode of “Worst Gig Ever”. He has some great terrible wrestling stories, terrible sideshow stories. Great terribleness all around. Listen up!

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EPISODE 95: ROB BLATT

It’s a belly to belly suplex of bone-crushingly brutal baddies when Rob Blatt (aka “Bobby Phobia”) joins us in the squared circle for a no-holds barred talk about pro wrestling, music, and sideshow performing.  From a makeshift, disastrous tour with his college band, to wrestling in a dog-collar match, to the ins and outs of transporting a homemade bed of nails, Rob covers a lot of interdisciplinary crummy gigs with the bravura of a seasoned color commentator.  Gaggles of grappling on this week’s WORST GIG EVER!

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UCB's Sketchy Advice: Eric Cunningham

ucbcomedy:

Sketchy Advice: A comedy writing column from UCB Comedy. Established sketch writers from the Upright Citizens Brigade Theatre offer sketch students advice on being creative, the writing process, and adding to a writer’s room.

This week’s featured writer is Eric Cunningham, a former writer…

Eric Cunningham is a solid writer and an even more solid guy. Listen to this shit and welcome him back to NY with open arms.

When I was a kid my parents went on a trip to Hawaii and left me home with my aunt. When my  mom came back the first thing she said to me was “you’ll never guess who was on our plane. That Warrior wrestler”. I immediately perked up from whatever malaise I’m sure I was in at the time. She would definitely know. We watched every wrestling event at my dad’s old army buddy’s house.  “The Ultimate Warrior? The Ultimate Warrior was on your plane? Did you get an autograph?”  My heart sank when I found out she didn’t. But I did get the information that he was eating Cheerio’s by hand out of a Fun Size Cheerios pack. The Ultimate Warrior was my favorite wrestler when I was a kid. R.I.P.

When I was a kid my parents went on a trip to Hawaii and left me home with my aunt. When my  mom came back the first thing she said to me was “you’ll never guess who was on our plane. That Warrior wrestler”. I immediately perked up from whatever malaise I’m sure I was in at the time. She would definitely know. We watched every wrestling event at my dad’s old army buddy’s house.  “The Ultimate Warrior? The Ultimate Warrior was on your plane? Did you get an autograph?”  My heart sank when I found out she didn’t. But I did get the information that he was eating Cheerio’s by hand out of a Fun Size Cheerios pack. The Ultimate Warrior was my favorite wrestler when I was a kid. R.I.P.