San Francisco’s always been a fertile breeding ground for comedians, but the current crop of laugh-makers is especially prolific. Catch them now before they head off to the major leagues.
One of the great things about comedy is that there’s no one single conventional path to making a career of it. Advanced degrees, internships, corporate ladders, apprenticeships, none of them are prerequisites for getting up on a stage and trying to make people laugh. If only Johnny Tremain had known...
Loni Love’s journey to Hollywood — Hollyweird, she calls it — certainly has its own distinct trajectory. Before she realized her career in comedy, Love lived the unparallel life of an electrical engineer. She holds a bachelor’s degree in the subject, and worked for eight years at Xerox. Funny how things turn out. Very funny.
If your idea of fun is sitting in a dark room with the sarcastic robots of Mystery Science Theater 3000 (and whose isn't?), we've got the place for you. But the valiant souls with the microphones aren’t machines. Nor are they ornery old men best known for hurling verbal slurs at muppets. No, the voices of Bad Movie Night are alive, ready to heckle, and partially blocking your view of Megan Fox's cleavage.
Mercilessly lambasting recent blockbusters (next up is Eat, Pray, Love), Bad Movie Night is a haven for anyone who can’t keep quiet when filmmakers commit the heinous crime of putting sunglasses on a pig or thinking Megan Fox is a good idea. There’s an art to skewering movies so bad even the actors cringe - and the hosts of Bad Movie Night have been perfecting it for six years.
Luring entertainment-seekers into the rabbit hole of fringe theater for over a decade, the Women on the Way festival is back again with innovative theater, multimedia dance, comedy, music, and yes, boobs.
If the holiday season sends you straight to the bourbon, feel free to soothe yourself with the knowledge that at least you don’t work at the mall. Unless you do work at the mall. In which case, perhaps you can soothe yourself with the knowledge that you don’t have to work on Christmas eve. If you do work at the mall and those bastards scheduled you for Christmas eve - well, my friend, this show was practically written for you. Especially if you know which Santa has the best pot.
Somehow women became hopelessly entrenched in the idea that success requires us to make ourselves miserable - whether because current denim sizing declares wordlessly yet emphatically that brownies are a bad idea or because we think mentally pummeling ourselves will keep us on the right track. (Why?) (Dear god, why?)
Given San Francisco’s international reputation for rainbow flags, it’s somewhat shocking to realize the Out Loud Comedy Festival is the first and only LGBT comedy festival in recorded history. That said, I didn’t fact check ALL of recorded history (it's entirely possible there was a wildly popular version on the heels of the Gold Rush, complete with grizzled miners in petticoats), so take this blanket statement with a small grain of pink Himalayan salt.
It's been quite a year for Conan O'Brien. He got ousted from the venerable Tonight Show timeslot and traded barbs with network execs and Leno. On the upside, he quickly rebounded with free publicity and a strong following of Team Coco supporters. (We're sure the $32 million settlement with NBC didn't hurt.) How will loyal fans survive until his lanky frame returns to primetime on TBS this October? Along the route of Conan's live comedy tour, which stops at the Nob Hill Masonic Center for two performances Apr. 22-23. Featuring an opening act by comedy beat-boxer Reggie Watts and a collection of skits old and new, the nearly sold-out tour is proof that Conan will be around ... in the year 3000.
Forget London. Northern California was where real punk rock emerged. Well, at least for Joe Sib, frontman of L.A.-based punk band Wax and co-owner of the indie label Side One Dummy Records (think Flogging Molly and Gogol Bordello). In his live, one-man show "California Calling" at the Punchline Apr. 6, Sib recalls—with reckless and enthusiastic nostalgia—growing up punk in NorCal. One part stand-up comedy, the other a look back at adolescent antics (house parties, Bad Religion concerts and skate parks), this show is a reminder that some stories get better with age.
Apr. 6 at Punchline, 444 Battery St., 415-397-7573, punchlinecomedyclub.com