Gay Comedians / Comediennes ... I'm Not Laughing

Published by Duncan in the blog Duncan's Blog. Views: 37

They're out there. The two names that come to my mind when I hear the category are Matteo Lane (m) and Jessica Kirson (f). I've seen others thanks to YOUTUBE reels; Modi Rosenfeld (m), Wanda Sykes (f), Ellen Degeneres (f)...

I find YOUTUBE reels to be sadly addictive. I can either skip through them if I know from the get-go that the story will be a snoozer. There are some that are snippets from television programs I had never seen before such as THE GOOD WIFE or SUITS. And then there are numerous ones with animals. With these I am particular about what interests me. For example, I am not interested in seeing the behavior of horses or donkeys. However, the antics of a baby elephant seem to fascinate me. I could watch something like that almost all day long.

... but I digress.

The comedians/comediennes of today have a stupid, repetitive format that they follow as part of what they call scanning the audience.
"What's your name?"
"What do you do?"
Jessica K will usually YELL back what the person has said (or whisper the response if it is given to her that way). She might then describe how boring the career choice is or -- less frequently -- be blown away by someone who is brilliant or accomplished and who has agreed to be(come) victimized by this infantile humor.

What then might follow is a litany of searching questions: "Who are you with?" "Are you in a relationship?" "You're gay, right?" She drops the f-bomb and talks about lesbian sexual practices. (And people bring their mothers to these shows).

If a member of the audience is Jewish, she might do a compare and contrast. The same holds true if an audience member admits to being from New Jersey.

Matteo at least has some class. He was classically trained to sing and he takes pride in his ability to cook. He has a friend who is an uptight white-bred realtor who is humorless that he schlepps along as his foil. Matteo is particularly fond of letting the world know that his buddy, Nick, is partial to getting his Italian food from the Olive Garden.

I have reached my saturation limit on these. I went to a COMEDY CLUB in Las Vegas with a friend of mine from Boise. Surprisingly/shockingly we were seated in the front. I let my cohort do the talking.

I guess comedy just isn't funny to me these days!
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