Altomania!

Heyo, Hep Cats!

Tonight Your Sweet Daddy-Ohs, FtH, are cooking up a hot set of cool Jazz licks for Cole's Hippy-Dippy Comedy Open Mic.  It will be a Be-Bop experience in the back room of Cole's as Foz joins Patrick "Sassy" Stonedhouse, and "Philly Joe" Larry Drennen in welcoming the acerbic alto stylings of Bill "He also plays the saxophone and he's pretty darn good" Bullock.

You will want to break out your best beret and grow a quick goatee by 9 tonight, as Foz the Hook rips through a jagged cutting session that will leave you jacked up like hot daddy sweet shoe sweat shop smack-soaked hip-doodle*.  You know what I mean, Babyyyyy!

Right after your Jazz-Smack-Pushers, FtH, lay down some sweet lines, your hip-slipped Lady-Momma comic queen, Cameron Esposito will split your side mullet down the middle with JOKES that would make you laugh if you were not already wallowing in the heroine haze of Billy Bull's sweet sax sounds. Check out Billy's awesome publicity pic (above) with his classic 1950's alto (in the 50's trumpets were called saxophones - I can't explain it now), and his then-girlfriend, Marilyn Monroe (in the 50's young women whose cheeks were surgically attached to a horn player's forearm were all called Marilyn Monroe - Again, I don't have time to explain it).

Unless, of course, Smack-Daddy Adam Burke, the poet word-smith of Logan Square blows your mind with brain musings milked from his brain mule, and served delicious through his comedy needle.

After that there's an open mic.

So come on down to Coleman Brice's laugh den for $2 PBR's and more funny for you, my babies!

*Hip-Doodle was a Jazz term meaning "sounds stupid but doesn't mean anything."  They said it a lot in the 50's.  Ask your Grandpa!  I can't teach you every cultural reference of the mid-twentieth century!