In honor of Independence Day, The Feeko Brothers have brought us this new video. Enjoy.
In honor of Independence Day, The Feeko Brothers have brought us this new video. Enjoy.
This Week’s Spotlight: Local Holiday Miracle
Hey there! Lisa here with my weekly video round-up! This week I checked out the awesomely funny Local Holiday Miracle. Local Holiday Miracle is a sketch comedy duo that is one part Andrea Kuhar, one part Aubrie Williams. I have put together three of their videos that I thought you might thoroughly enjoy!
1. Cats: The Musical starring REAL CATS! Do you like cat puns? Do you like Broadway Musicals? If so, this is the video for YOU!
2. First Divorce with Mompoms! A mom supports her son through tough times with Mompoms! Jeez, I wish my Mom had Mompoms.
3. MIDI Life Crisis. Dr. Susan Kitchen has found a way to cure your mid-life crisis. Something for me to look forward to in 30 years.
Want to see more? then visit http://www.facebook.com/LocalHolidayMiracle
This Week’s Spotlight: Down the Show
Hey there! Lisa here with my weekly video round-up! This week I checked out the supercool (and yeah I said supercool) Down the Show! Down the Show is a constant open door sketch group, welcoming stand-ups, sketch writers, performers, videographers and joiners from all walks of life. So I have put together three of their videos that I thought you might get a kick out of (just don’t hurt anyone in the process).
1. My Talking Henry Rollins. Henry Rollins is a doll that offends people. I here they’re also coming out with an Ian MacKaye doll that’s supposed to help with sobriety.
2. “BEER SNOBS”. This is what might happen when two beer snobs run into each other. Hint: Ecstasy Ensues.
3. The Pilot. Philadelphia comedians and filmakers come together to give the world a sketchy-sketch comedy show.
Want to check out more? visit http://www.youtube.com/user/DowntheShow
This Week’s Spotlight: The Feeko Brothers
Hey there! Lisa here with my weekly video round-up! This week I checked out the hilarical sketch group The Feeko Brothers! The Feeko Brothers are a comedy duo formed by Christian Alsis and Billy Bob Thompson. So I have put together three of their videos that I thought you might thoroughly enjoy!
1. Holiday Popcorn Tins. Guys Christmas is only 195 days away, so here is an uplifting commercial for “Elmer Pickaninny’s Holiday Popcorn Tins.” It gets better.
2. MOISTACHE. In this commercial, spokesman Ty Bradford tells the many wonders of MOISTACHE. Ty Bradford was the star of the classic 80’s sitcom, “The Growing Years.” Jeez, I wish my Dad was as cool and smelled as good as Ty Bradford.
3. The More You Know PSA- Joseph Gordon Levitt. The More You Know PSA that you wish aired during the 90s.
Think The Feeko Brothers are excelente? Want to see more?! visit http://www.thefeekobrothers.com/
What’s shakin’ pizza dawgs? Since we last spoke, I’ve been going crazy over Ricotta on pies – it’s underrated and awesome! Also, I got to talk to Angel Yau, my favorite funny-ist from New York City, about pizza. Talking Pizza with a New Yorker is always fun, because many of my favorite pizza places are in the 5 boroughs. My conversadventure with Angel encompassed all sorts of stops in the Pizzaverse.
Read this!!! :
Pizza Pal Joe Moore: So, how much do you like pizza?
Angel Yau: I like pizza like I like ice cream.
PPJM: How often do you eat pizza?
AY: I eat pizza as often as I eat tacos…
PPJM: What day is Pizza Day in your house?
AY: Definitely whenever I am lazy to cook, which is once or twice a week…
PPJM: Any favorite toppings or do you prefer it plain?
AY: MEAT! Specifically sausage. The artificial looking, small poop kind, not the sliced ones.
PPJM: What is your favorite pop-culture pizza reference (TV, Film or music)?
AY: Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles’ pizzas always look sooooooo delicious.
PPJM: Favorite pizza place in New York City? Favorite pizza place anywhere else?
AY: I grew up with Pizza Hut. My mom hates cheese so the supreme pizza at the hut is the choice because of the other toppings/bread to cheese ratio. Also their tiny neon orange buffalo wings ARE DELICIOUS. I also grew up with Mama Celeste frozen pizza (supreme of course). I also grew up in Howard Beach, Queens… which is primarily an Italian neighborhood. The go to after elementary school pizza there is La Villa. Also I just remember this from writing about pizza is Singas pizza… it’s a New York chain. I only at there a handful of times when I was little, whenever I want to break my parents’ heart, denying their home cooked food. I always get the chopped sausage and onion pizza. I especially like those two toppings because the sausage was chopped into tiny pieces and was back inside… the cheese was on top! What a delightful surprise! And the onions were sliced super thin like string. It’s not a New York slice, it’s a personal thin pie kind of thing! Oh there’s also a place in Greenpoint, Bk where I lived for a few years in my adult life called Paulie Gee’s… it’s one of the those Brick Oven, bacon jam, dimly lit pizza places. Is the question what pizzas you grew up with Angel? NO! It was what is your favorite in nyc!!! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!?!? NO ONE IS GOING TO LIKE TO YOU ANGEL YAU!
PPJM: Anything else you’d like to add?
AY: Also can we talk about Italian Ices at these pizza parlors?!?!? Rainbow and Vanilla & Chocolate Chip! COME ON!!!
Boom! Awesome! Angel will be onstage here in Philly in a SUPER RARE performance tonight at Camp Woods + at L’Etage. Don’t miss it! This is your best chance to catch one of Angel’s mind-bending multi-media sets without spending $8 to cross a bridge!
By: Alexandra Levine
“They’re hilarious testicles you hang on back of your truck! Go truck nuts for Truck Nuts!” Billy Bob Thompson says in the voice of an over-enthused infomercial salesman. In this particular skit, he’s trying desperately to film a thirty-second spot for a local Truck Nuts dealership. His supposed acting coach, dressed in a tight white turtleneck and even tighter white pants, becomes borderline abusive as Billy struggles with his line: “Take it from me, you’ll go truck nuts for our Truck Nuts!” Take two after take three after take four, he still can’t strike the right tone or twist his face into the perfect expression. The acting teacher – strangely similar to Romanian gymnastics coach Béla Károly – loses his cool and brandishes a pair of plastic testicles in front of Thompson’s face. That’s basically it, but the crowd goes nuts – pun entirely intended.
“Truck Nuts” was one of four skits that sketch-comedy group, Camp Woods, put on that evening. Their fifteen-minute gig was the grand finale of Comedy Dreamz, a show featuring sketch, stand-up and improv comedians from across the greater Philadelphia area. This month’s Comedy Dreamz was hosted at The Barbary, a grungy late-night hotspot in North Philly. Think: hipster dive-bar meets eighties dance-party. The room was cozy and dark, except for a glowing EXIT sign and the red lights illuminating the sides of the bar. Oh, and the low-hanging, over-sized disco ball. Just before Camp Woods took the stage, the MC’s offered club-goers two specialty drinks: the ‘Panty Destroyer’ (one shot more than ‘Panty Dissolver’) and, my personal favorite, ‘Ryan Gosling’s Bathwater.” Circa midnight, Camp Woods made their Comedy Dreamz debut.
Catchy opera music drowned out the noise of clinking beer glasses. (Who knew opera music could be catchy?) It was an operatic jingle from a mundane insurance commercial: the song looped, “Call JG Wentworth, 877-Cash-Now.” As the song repeated, Camp Woods actor Sam Narisi removed his ill-fitting khaki pants, waddled across the stage in briefs, and began putting on stockings over stockings over stockings. Until he reached about ten pairs. Audience in suspense all-the-while, he finally exclaimed, “It’s pantyhose time!” Narisi was JG Wentworth himself, and when he finally received a call from someone who had heard his promising hotline jingle, he had no “cash” to give them. At least not “now”. Whoops.
Next, Camp Woods’ Madonna Marie Refugia and Patrick Foy took on the roles of Cassandra and Bartholomew in “Millionaire-Billionaire.” She, the millionaire, and he, the billionaire, they sexy-talked about net worth and got off just verbalizing their wealth. “Say it slow,” Cassandra demanded seductively, as Bartholomew responded, “Twenty…two…billion.” His net worth sounded so delicious that Cassandra had an orgasm. To return the favor, Bartholomew asked for her net worth: “Say it slow, and like you’re from the South,” he insisted. “Two-point-one…million…dollars,” she responded sensuously. She reached a second sexual climax when Bartholomew recited all the celebrities whose net worths were lower than his. “Oprah mother-humping Winfrey!” he added, last but not least, sending his lover over the edge.
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Transcribing Camp Woods’ short, out-there stints just doesn’t do them justice. “We go for absurdist and weird stuff,” explains Thompson. “We try to stray away from what you’d see in mainstream comedy like SNL or Colbert-type shows where they lampoon politics.” The seven-person troupe boasts the witty-yet-quirky writing and acting of Billy Bob Thompson, Rob Baniewicz, JP Boudwin, Brendan Kennedy, Patrick Foy, Sam Narisi, and Madonna Marie Refugia. They’re all in their mid-to-late twenties, but Camp Woods is pretty young itself. Launched back in 2009 by Boudwin, Foy and Narisi, the group remains relatively new. But since then, the four others have jumped on the Camp Woods bandwagon after meeting at variety shows and comedy workshops around the city.
We’re all huddled in a booth upstairs at the Barbary, beers in hand. A vintage Pacman machine seems to enthrall Rob (who introduced himself to me as “Robot”), but he’s drunk and equally as excited to fondle the table lamp and twirl it around is finger. “We’re the good comedians in Philadelphia,” he proclaims, “and that’s exactly how we found each other. It was just that simple. Billy and I were in other sketch groups and Brendan’s a brilliant standup. Pat and Sam went to college together and did video and web-comedy. We all met Madonna in a sketch workshop and loved her stuff.”
When it comes to humor, the group shares the same sensibilities. “We all have the same sense of humor, just have different ways of writing it,” Rob explains. The group has no ‘one’ creative artistic approach; they come together with pitches and bounce ideas off each other. And it helps that Boudwin, Kennedy and Thompson live together. They even have a green screen set up to keep their creative juices flowing.
In fact, one of Camp Woods’ most publicized, hyped web-clips was produced at home in front of that green screen. The video, “Mystery Science Andre 3000,” remakes a one-minute excerpt from Satellite of Love with a raunchy voiceover from Outkast’s Andre 3000. The homemade video was re-tweeted by Questlove from The Roots, which bumped up viewership and scored Camp Woods some much-deserved attention both online and in the Philadelphia City Paper. “Mystery Science Theater has a cult following,” explains Thompson, “so Andre 3000 ended up being our most well-known work outside this city.” He and Boudwin conceived of the idea while high, and it sure is a short-and-sweet masterpiece.
Despite the popularity of Mystery Science Andre 3000, Camp Woods agrees that web-comedy doesn’t quite compare to live sketch and stand-up. “I was initially partial to video stuff because I went to film school,” says Thompson. “But part of the beauty of doing it live is knowing people’s immediate reactions, whereas online you can really only judge how much people like it through view counts. It’s just not as gratifying.”
To date, Camp Woods’ biggest and best live-shows have been at the Chicago Sketch Fest (January 2012) and the Boston Improv Festival. They have also performed at the North Carolina Comedy Arts Fest, Philly Sketchfest, Philadelphia Fringe Festival, New York’s ABC No Rio, and the Chicago Snubfest (which grants admission only to those who have been rejected from other festivals). But Thompson’s personal favorite was a performance at New York’s Upright Citizen’s Brigade (UCB) last fall. “We crushed that,” he laughs. “It was the best feeling I’ve had in a while.” At the UCB, Thompson starred in a Camp Woods favorite known as “Rude Sloth.” The premise? A rude sloth. Guy shows up to a hotel called the Rude Sloth Hotel. Guests at said hotel are given a rude sloth to hold onto during their stay. Said guest refuses the sloth, and the animal acts rudely. Easy enough. With Narisi as the guest, Boudwin as the concierge, and Thompson in a head-to-toe sloth outfit, “Rude Sloth” is generally a crowd hit.
It’s not always that easy, though – especially with a flat crowd. The group works effortlessly to predict and read its audience. “There are times when we do things like Comedy Dreamz at bars where people really are only laughing at the pussy/dick/fart jokes,” Boudwin says. “But then you go to a crowd in a theater and do that, they don’t pick it up as well. Knowing when and where to add it in is a big part of what we do. Our ideas are funnier than curse words or messy parts of the body.” So what to do with a dead crowd? “I start yelling my lines!” Narisi interjects. (“Shock them!” Thompson adds, shaking as if electrocuted.)
Every month, the group discusses which sketches have worked with audiences and which haven’t. This Saturday, at the Walnut Street Theater’s F. Harold Festival, Camp Woods will be doing a “Best Ofs” set. In addition to the Rude Sloth, Millionaire-Billionaire and JG Wentworth shorts, they’ll be bringing back four more treats for the crowd. “Homeless Haiku” will feature three homeless men in a quasi-poetry slam, cursing their blunt, stream-of-consciousness thoughts ala haiku. In “Laser Arm,” a man who works for the mob realizes he’s invincible because he has…wait for it…a laser arm. In “Farting Magician,” Brother A tells Brother B that their father’s in the hospital, but Brother B is too distracted to care. He’s intrigued by a magician who, with a press of a button, will fart, and fart, and fart again. Finally, “Glitter Pocks” is about a coal miner’s family, wondering how they will deal with the father’s sickness, glitter pocks. He works at a glitter mine, and by God, he can’t stop coughing up glitter! (With Thompson as the miner, each time he sneezes into his hand, glitter explodes around his face. Obviously.)
Alexandra Levine is a recent graduate of the University of Pennsylvania, and she is now an aspiring writer living in New York City.
This Week’s Spotlight: Secret Pants
Well hello there! Lisa here with my weekly video round-up! This week I checked out the marvelously talented Secret Pants! Secret Pants is one of Philadelphia’s oldest and continuously active sketch comedy troupes. So I have put together three of their videos that I thought you might thoroughly enjoy!
1. Murder Knife. The incredible new knife that is definitely, absolutely, one hundred percent not for murder. Except it probably is.
2. The Dark Ages Faire. The newest in the Secret Pants archive! Why visit the Renaissance Faire when you re-live a time in history when life was really terrible– the Dark Ages Faire! It’s going to be off the mace and chain.
3. Clone Baby. The world’s first human clone is a charming little guy; let’s hope he grows up to become a painter.
Still like Secret Pants?! Want to see more?! visit http://secretpants.net/
By: Lisa Galperin
This Week’s Spotlight: Camp Woods
Lisa here with this week’s video roundup. After searching through the Camp Woods archive, I found these three hilarious videos you might want to see!
1. Mystery Science Andre 3000. This is perhaps the best MST3K parody out in the internets. Can’t wait to see Big Boi as Crow T. Robot.
2. Detective Barry. The Detective Who Cums in His Pants Every Time He Hears Mariah Carey. Enough said.
3. The Perverts. With the internet being down, two perverts try not to “lose their grip”.
Want to check out more?! Visit http://campwoods.net/
An eager crowd packed L’etage Tuesday night for this month’s edition of Camp Woods Plus, Philadelphia’s only alternative sketch comedy showcase. Joining Camp Woods this month was New York duo We’re Matt Weir and local sketch group The Judo Range.
The Judo Range opened the show with a mix of new sketches and material previously seen at their Philly Improv Theater show and The Theme Show. Their set was tight, and the strongest I’ve seen from them overall – getting solid laughs with sketches about the secrets behind national monuments, a plumber giving a priest advice on how he can “clean his pipes” and the origin of the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier. The highlight of their set was a delightfully bizarre sketch called Chris McGrail’s Shaving Corner in which McGrail bestows some wisdom on the fine art of shearing. The Judo Range is a group beginning to find and develop its voice and figure out who they want to be on stage. Their sketches blend dark humor and some edgy topics with a surreal slant that will be fun to watch grow as the group continues to develop.
The last time I saw We’re Matt Weir they were asking Philadelphians to put their mother fucking hands in the sky if they loved weed in front of Mayor Michael Nutter (and a packed house) at Philly Improv Theater. Less than two months later, the duo was back (with a little help from some friends) with a brand new set of hilarious material. The Matts opened the show by slapping a volunteer from the audience with some cash and continued with sketches that explored a man’s search to find love despite his obsession with his own status as a worker in a sludge pit, an overly self-loathing stand-up comedian dumping his problems on the audience, a friendly hip hop group, and a nosy cooking show host that ends up looking for secrets of the wrong home cooked meal. We’re Matt Weir combines high energy performances and offbeat premises or twists with strong joke writing to put on a consistently great show. Their style also uses many sketches that have the characters directly addressing the audience – making them feel a part of the show the entire time.
Camp Woods closed out the show, as always, with a set that well-represented their wide range of talents and showcased their unique style and comedic point of view. The set opened with a fantastic sketch about a group of heroes known as The Fart Fuckers set to embark on a quest. The sketch revealed the heroes were toys being played with by three brothers, one of which inserts his real life father issues into his characters actions and words. The sketch showcased Camp Woods’ ability to pinpoint a dark issue or deep emotional problem a character has that manifests itself in a hilarious way that makes for a brilliant sketch. This is a tool they have used before, and will surely will use again, as it creates a sketch that is not only funny on the surface, but also has a deep, emotional backbone. The set took a turn for the bizarre with a pair of sketches featuring Mr. Abernathy, a man who tricks his neighbor into stealing a dog, and an Admiral with a strange problem that makes his saliva dissolve human hair. The sketches worked well, anchored by strong performances in those roles by Billy Bob Thompson (as Mr. Abernathy) and Brendan Kennedy (as the Admiral) as well as Sam Narisi and Madonna Refugia in the sketches supporting roles. Next we saw JP Boudwin as the Communist Math Teacher – who learns a little something from his students about America followed by Pat Foy as an Austin Powers impersonator who slowly realizes his life may not be as great as it used to seem. The set closed with a mourner (Rob Baniewicz) being consoled by a chain of stand-up spooners who may or may not actually know the deceased. The final sketches were full of great individual jokes as well as characters with a strong hook that comes through in their actions. With Camp Woods, it’s always show and not tell – as the characters’ true feelings and real personality come through in what they do and how they do it – never in exposition.
Camp Woods is working harder than anybody else in Philly right now, and it shows. They produce a new half hour of material every month and their shows are getting steadily stronger. They are a group that is hitting their stride, have found their voice, and know how each of their members individually fit in and work best. And it a joy to watch.