Bobby Crane. Who is he? Well, he's this guy:
Bobby has got an interesting way about him. He can be dry as a motha, silly as a kid, as rambling as an Alzheimers patient, and as high-larious as a been-doing-this-shit-forever comedy pro. In my recent interactions with Bobby, I've learned that he's been doing comedy for two years. That he's always within spitting distance of the 'Fax (I saw him in the middle of Colfax last wk and waved awkwardly. He didn't see me.) And that he still has the piece of paper he took on stage for the first time. "Me too!" I said. "Nicole, you've been doing this for like three wks." You win, Bobby.
Last night, Bobby Crane hit a new height in his Denver Comedy career and hosted the inaugural Hot Stand Up with Bobby Crane at the Vine St Pub. How hot was it? Well, you should probably ask Bobby that question. He's got plenty of answers.
The steamy awesomeness brought a crapload of people. I scrounged around for a seat, and ended up unknowingly picking a seat next to Bobby's girlfriend, Kirsten. After the cat got out of the bag, I asked what it was like living with Bobby. She said "That Bobby is NOT my boyfriend." And then I laughed. And then she said, "He's drunk." And I laughed again. She's funny too. And hot. Way to go, Bobbert.
And as Bobby was the man of the hour, le emcee, his giddy silliness carried the night with a flavor that was all his own. And as much as he packed the Vine with a shitload of hipsters, he packed the line-up with a shitload of killer comics. Troy Walker. Chris Charpentier. Jodee Champion. Headliner Adam Cayton-Holland. Elliot Woolsey. Sam "Danger" Tallent. And Nathan Lund. I've seen all of these guys at one point or another, and they were all on A-game status.
Chris "Charpie" Charpentier gets funnier every time I see him. You know, most comics repeat jokes, and I have to say I just dont get sick of his. The MLK "Smell it" joke might be one of my faves I've heard. Like ever. If you havent seen it, then you need to track down his next show because I cant do it justice.
Adam Cayton-Holland. Dare I say any more? He's the man of the hour, every hour.
Sam "Danger" Tallent. He's a ridic fave of mine. I bask in his ability to be original, to play off the crowd, and to be so awkwardly lovable. He's just a nice fuckin' guy with an impeccable sense of humor. And I finally got a chance to say hi. Sam, you're awesome. I cant wait to see what else you've got up those plaid sleeves.
And Nathan Lund...Bund? Lund. As a former pastors' kid (Yeah. Two of them.), I think Nathan should seriously capitalize off his idea to make the Bible a Choose Your Own Adventure saga. It would have made the first 14 years of my life so much easier. And I can fully relate to being scared of the reality of debt. College. Cars. Credit cards. Ahh to be so financially fucked in our twenties. It's tragically hilarious. Or hilariously tragic. Who knows? Anyway, Lund closed the show in phenomenal fashion. He's got a style to rival.
And my three fave quotes of the night:
"What can Brown do for you? Sue the Board of Education."-Adam Cayton-Holland, and nerdily one of my fave jokes of his
"I got back at gravity. I fucked his girlfriend Inertia. She couldn't stop."-Sammy D Tallent
"I keep my motto like my blood type: B Positive."-Nathan Lund
Bobby Crane, Bobby Crane. This was a scorcher of an evening. Well done, old pal. And I'm looking forward to the fact that this same deal is going to happen the third Sunday of every month at the Vine. Hot hot Stand Up with Bobby Crane.
And for those of you who were in the audience last night, I have some advice for you: Take a fucking shower and buy some deodorant, you smelly assholes.
Smell ya later.
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