Wednesday, January 29, 2014

New Orleans Swan Song!

Hey, You Softhearted Drunkards!
 
Kenny Singing Freebird With FtH
Tonight is the last time you will ever see Kenny Witzgall at Cole’s for a while (until he returns, which he actually plans to do). 

Now, there isn’t much time.  Kenny’s Swansong begins at 8:45, or sometime thereafter, and features Your Pals, Foz the Hook, Wild Bill Bullock, the sleepy saxman, Your Conceal and Carry Sweatheart, Krystal the Pistol LaFianza Pitzen,

and Kenny.

Kenny is going to be in New Orleans while us suckers are trudging through our pointless existences here in Nelson Algren’s cesspool of love!  Chicago!
Kenny at Cole's, by Miguel Guzman

What do I have to say to get you there?  That we are playing a Tom Waits-heavy set?  Ok, that!

What do I have to do to get you there?  Kiss you right on the lips?  What took you so long to ask?

Come to Cole’s tonight for Kenny’s Swansong.  It starts at 8:45 or 9:00, and ends when the funny business begins!


Bye, Kenny (for now)!  You’re one of the good ones!

Wednesday, January 8, 2014

Wake Up! Time to Die!

Hey, look!  It’s 2014!

Was 2014 the year you always expected to die?

Probably not.

Is This Your Year?

William Shakespeare was born the same year I was, in last digits.  He died in 1616.  He wrote thirty-two plays (I guess – I’m not going to look it up).  He also wrote two hundred eight poems (almost certainly not, but I’m not going to look that up either).  My life span will equal his in two years.  Up to this time I have written zero plays (that is exactly accurate), and my best poem is probably The Ballad of Casino Kit.  My friend, Jeff Drake, wrote the words to With Drunk Astronauts.  Does this mean I should get busy making something worthwhile in my limited time on earth?  Of course not.  We have much better medical care now than in 1616 England.  My brain will probably live on in a jar of formaldehyde and control an external organic robot (replicant?) made by a 3-D printer.  I choose talking dog.

Anyway, it’s the new year, and that’s no big deal.  You probably won’t die, but you might. 

The Bard of Avon.  A Huge Disappointment.
Don’t waste your time writing plays.  You won’t write any that are as good as Shakespeare.  Well, you might write one that is better than Timon of Athens.  Is that really your goal?

Just relax and get a drink.  Life is sweet.

Join Foz the Hook at Cole’s tonight at 8:45 as we begin our fourth year of playing Cole’s Comedy Open Mic!  At approximately fifty-two performances a year, that makes two hundred eight shows.


Suck on that, Bard of Avon!