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Had a very solid time at The PIT. The Extra Sauce Comedy Lineup Hosted by Ariel & Carolyn Castiglia, Every 1st and 3rd Thursday.
Wow. He is a very tall man.
Some stranger managed to wring this picture out of our camera just before the battery died. Whew.
As for Kevin Nealon? He was really funny! I had forgotten some of his old Saturday Night Live bits that he revived for the show.
And surprisingly, we ran into Brad and Mandy there as well.
We were supposed to go to a party at my old high school friend Jen R's place afterwards....But we were sooo tired. One of the rare times we've voluntarily missed a party. First time in years.
DC Improv, Washington D.C.
January 17, 2009.
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Graphitti appears in London after the death of American Actor and comedian Robin Williams who was well known on the standup circuit for over 30 in London and was famous more recently for movies such as Mrs Doubtfire
Chris Lynham. The Tunnel Club. 14/04/1985.
"Malcolm Hardee started Sunday Night at the Tunnel Palladium, a really tatty pub at the end of the Blackwall Tunnel (South side) long before the Dome was even thought of, so it was really hard to get to and absolutely nothing else around apart from a brewery on the other side of the motorway. It would be packed with about 400 people every Sunday night.
It was the most extraordinary night where Malc booked the cream of the Alternative circuit of the time and peppered the night with open spots who were mostly rubbish. He would often announce them as such or as soon as they’d come off (usually booed off) say “well, that was shit. Not sure if this next act is any better….please welcome, all the way from over there ……” Accomplished acts were often terrified of playing there, quite a few would only ever do it once. It was driven by the audience and the quality of the heckling was second to none. That was a big part of the evening really. There was one girl who they found out could fanny fart, so they’d get her up to demonstrate it whenever she was in, so she’d get up and …it wasn’t really an act, just something she could do.
Once a bloke fell asleep in the front row, so Malc picked up his (the blokes) mostly empty pint and pissed in it, then woke the bloke up and got him to “drink up if he was going to fall asleep.” He’d often have some prank on the go.
Denise Black and the Kray sisters played a few times, fantastic Andrew Sisters style close harmony songs written by Paul Sands and sung by Denise & the Krays who were Josie Lawrence and Kate Mckenzie. Then Kate & Josie left and formed a trio called KJB (Kate, Josie & Boyer a great French accordion player) Well, their first gig there wasn’t going too well, still great songs but they were wearing trousers instead of the pretty dresses on pretty girls that DB & the Krays wore. Well, they got booed off after the 2nd or 3rd song and as Malk went on to talk them down the audience booed them back on ….it was phenomenal.
I think Jo Brand did her first gig there, she was a nurse locally I think, Malc befriended her and pushed her to get up and try it out…… The Sea Monster she called herself in the beginning.
They loved me there. I was often booked and if I wasn’t I used to come down anyway, usually with my hair up & in costume cos I’d have been playing the street somewhere. Martin Potter and I used to have this kind of ritual where he’s say “4 minutes 28 seconds Chris” & I’d go on & do an open spot of that length…… & usually be within 3 or 4 seconds of it… weird….fun.
Jools Holland would be there most weeks, driving there in his Roller.
I’d always loved the Greatest Show On Legs that was started by Malc and Martin Soan when they were in prison I think. It was a Punch and Judy show to start with, then Mart got fed up being stuck in the booth and came out more & more. In the beginning they were often a trio for some of the sketches, and rather than travel with the 3rd person, Malc would recruit someone in the afternoon from the pub they were playing in that night…that would also help them get accommodated that night. Anyway, as we became more and more friendly, I asked if I could join them and so started a great couple of years working with them.
In my street show I had always finished with what I called “a small fantasy..” where I would hold a lit Chinese fountain firework at my crutch and it would spray out 3 or 4 metres like pissing/ejaculating colourful sparks. Malc said I should stick it up my arse…. I said “fok dat” (cos I’d already had a few accidents where the unpredictable Chinese thing had exploded like a bomb rather than spray for 10 seconds or so and it blinkin hurts….) So Martin said he would do it which he did in the first show we did and Viv (his partner) said if he ever did that again she would leave him. So I took it back.
We did a show in Edinburgh that year and after the 2nd night there was a threat of being arrested by plain clothes police for being naked on stage, so we filmed it on the mound and played a video of it. Malc would always have some ruse where there was trouble with the law that he would have to outsmart them with.
Once we were driving up north with 4 or 5 gigs in weird little pubs all over the midlands. He had a hearse at the time and we were getting tied up in traffic jams so Malc would get fed up in the slow sometimes standstill jams and drive up on the hard shoulder…well…. He got stopped 5 times in 2 days, each time coming up with another story of why he had to do it, a couple of on the spot fines, a couple of ‘produce’s’ (produce your insurance and licence and car documents) and a warning or two. He didn’t have a licence, he’d been banned so many times I don’t think he bothered with them anymore. A couple of times when the courts were getting close to locking him up for all the outstanding fines he had, he’d call them up and say he was a relative and was sorry to inform them that Malcolm Hardy had died and so couldn’t pay the fines. When he did die his brother Alex called up to say the same thing and they wouldn’t believe him (Alex) saying “Mr Hardy, you’ve tried that on us before…..”
©Chris Lynham 2015
Had a very solid time at The PIT. The Extra Sauce Comedy Lineup Hosted by Ariel & Carolyn Castiglia, Every 1st and 3rd Thursday.
Had a very solid time at The PIT. The Extra Sauce Comedy Lineup Hosted by Ariel & Carolyn Castiglia, Every 1st and 3rd Thursday.
Comedy Freaknik 11/9/2013
I hope the Freaknik guys eventually decide to invest in a higher rez background slide.
#1 of the 13 Funny Women to Watch in 2014 according to Cosmopolitan Magazine
I don't know when Cosmo started rating comedians, but they got definitely got it right.
Tonight on the Rocks is Portland's new alternative talk show hosted by Richie Stratton with music by our house band The Community, spotlighting comedians, characters, and dynamic guests every Tuesday night, live at Dante’s. Show up early to catch the open mic hosted by Rochelle Love: DSL Comedy at 9pm! copyright © 2013 sean dreilinger
Too bad neither allowed photos. I could've gotten a quick one right at the end but I wasn't ready. So bummed. The show was great though.
यदि आपने “हम पांच”, ‘तू तू मैं मैं’, ऑफिस-ऑफिस जैसे कॉमेडी शो देखे होंगे तो आपको याद होगा कि उसमें परिस्थितिजन्य हास्य की बातें ज्यादा होती थीं और फूहड़ता कम! इस तरह के शो में कलाकार जो भी दिखते थे, जो भी दिखाते थे, उसमें किसी को आपने आप में ग्लानि महसूस नहीं होती होगी और न...
Chris Rock made an unannounced appearance at the Brooklyn Knitting Factory's Sunday night free show. The crowd went nuts & passers-by gathered out on the street to watch through the front window.
Bill Cosby was the first major African American TV star. He broke color barriers after being cast by Sheldon Leonard to play a CIA agent opposite Robert Culp in the 1960s series "I Spy," winning an Emmy for his efforts. Cosby began as a stand-up comic, using his childhood in the projects of Philadelphia as the basis of some of the funniest stories ever heard. I listened to just about every comedy record he did, and they were all classics.
After "I Spy" went off the air, Cosby had the good fortune of getting his own TV show, "The Bill Cosby Show," a half hour sitcom where he played a gym teacher in an inner city high school, blending his standup routine with stories of his relationships with his students and fellow teachers. These two shows were in the 1960s. Cosby went back to the standup circuit and did movies in the 1970s, many of them with Sidney Portier. It wouldn't be until the 1980s that Cosby returned as Dr. Huxtable in "The Cosby Show," cementing his place in television once and for all.
SPECIAL NOTE: I posted this photo and comments originally in 2013. I had no idea that Cosby would be involved in such a scandal that has now pretty much turned his name into mud and has forever tainted his reputation. I'm not about to engage in any righteous indignation-like editorializing about the man; I only want to say it is a shame this has happened to someone that so many young men of all colors looked up to as a role model.
Gotta go big. Actually you should go original size. Can't see the dudes at this size.:(:)
Bridgetown Barrage!
I spent 4 days watching so much comedy at the Bridgetown Comedy Festival. It was a great festival. I dove in head first. Saw probably twice this many comedians. I laughed so much. Learned about comedy clichés and mechanics of a set. It was amazing.
I don't know how I saw two killer sets by Brent Weinbach and took no pictures of him.
I can't wait for next year, but also I've been to 3 comedy shows since the fest and have plans for more.
LIFESTYLE.
LAUGHSTYLE.
Nick Revell. The Tunnel Club. 16/06/1985.
"I thought I was pretty resistant to nostalgia but l then I looked at this set of pictures from The Tunnel Club in the mid-eighties and discovered I was wrong.
And surprised: it was hard not to feel at least a little pulse of dread across your guts whenever you saw The Tunnel coming up in the diary. The audience at Malcolm Hardee's club near the mouth of the Rotherhithe Tunnel in South London was volatile and unpredictable. Often they’d be good as gold, but if they decided to heckle, you could expect anything from brilliant and witty to mob aggression or flying objects.
The trick was to understand the heckling would not necessarily be directly connected in any logical or justifiable way to what was happening on stage. Of course, it might be - the time a terrible open spot was working in terrible silence until the terrible question came - all the more terrible for being phrased politely, sympathetically, with a vestige of mercy, even: 'What is it you want from us?'
They could turn from love to hate at one tiny stumble or ill-timed breath, but often you got the feeling they had simply all agreed to heckle at a precise prearranged time regardless of how the act was doing, who was on, or indeed if anyone was on or not. I don’t recall ever seeing the interval being heckled at The Tunnel, but it would not have surprised me. Once you understood that, you could relax. Sort of.
Bill Alford’s pictures bring back all the energy and joy of the place, with none of the fear. Of course that’s partly down to distance, but I think it’s also seeing even more clearly now how the venue and the whole experience was bigger than any one act. Or punter. In fact, that’s probably what killed it in the end; the audience eventually came to believe in its own myth and to consider themselves bigger than the performers. (Specifically, in my opinion, when a comic was hit full in the face by a beer glass)
But in the period when the synergy was right between the anarchy and the artistry on and off stage, then The Tunnel couldn’t be beaten. The secret of doing well there was rolling with whatever happened and being in the moment. Of course, that’s true generally, but nowhere else was it more apparent. And peculiar to The Tunnel, it was difficult not to be thrown if you started off killing and continued to do so through the whole set; the only place I’ve played where could you smash it, maybe get an encore and yet still suspect it might all be a trick.
Of course Malcolm Hardee was the embodiment, the spirit, the essence of it all, along with The Greatest Show on Legs. Plenty of stories about him and them elsewhere online; enjoy the research if you don’t know them already. But before you do that, check out these pictures; look at the people, look at the energy and debris and chaos and the life everywhere. I could comment on just about all of them - but just two observations - look at Malcolm, naked on stage and the audience totally ignoring him, obviously watching something much more interesting and outrageous which is happening out of frame. And is that a revolver in Mark Hurst’s waistband? I don’t remember him usually packing heat on stage, but this was The Tunnel, so who knows?
One incident I was there for: Jerry Sadowitz on stage. Young man asleep in the front row all through the set. Jerry outraged. Yelling in the guy’s ear but the guy’s too pissed to notice. Jerry finishes set by raging unsuccessfully at the sleeper for about three minutes. Malcolm comes back on, remarks that sleeping through Jerry Sadowitz is a bit of a first. (Malcolm registering slight surprise? Rare) Audience suggest Malcolm should piss on the guy’s head. (Of course they do.) Malcolm says all right (of course he does), asks for a pint. Drops trousers, does his always reliable impersonation of Charles de Gaulle (by putting his spectacles on his penis) to kill time. Pint arrives. Malcolm drinks, and pisses on the guy’s head. Malcolm calls interval. Guy still asleep.
During the break, I’m having a drink with Malcolm and Jerry. The guy comes up to us. With wet hair and shirt. I’m thinking, this might turn nasty. I step back. (If nothing else, in case he shakes his head.) Guy says: “Malcolm - It is true what my mates just told me?”
Malcolm - very nonchalant: 'What?'
'That you pissed on my head when I was asleep?'
Malcolm shrugs. 'Yeah.'
Geezer: 'Oh fucking hell! I’ll have to go and wash me hair now!' Goes off laughing.
Finally and most importantly, hats off to the photographer, Bill Alford, for capturing the spirit and the times of a unique venue. Simply brilliant. Thanks Bill"
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©Nick Revell 2013
My best attempt describing Kate's comedy is to say that she is idiosyncratically peculiar, irreverently unconcluded and a little weird.
Just my style.
Collaborative design with Wes Winship. Concert poster for Aziz Ansari's April 2012 show in Austin TX.
Some sort of preview. Fokke (owner of the hand and the bear in the shot) asked me to take a few shots of Kinky De Beer doing his stand up comedy routine. The bear is taking his set to the next level by using it in his next pictorial in Ché Magazine.
Now don't you all start laughing, Kinky is one nasty MF. His comedy is best described as something inbetween Doug Stanhope, Lewis Black, Jezus H. Christ, Barack Obama, Lenny Bruce, Gandhi and Mao Tse Tung. I know, WTF?, but it's true.