I hereby declare Wednesday night, my new night for comedy! No, not those network sitcoms with no originality to them, my comedy night can be found in the wonderous world of cable, from 10-11, when The Flight of the Conchords on HBO and Important Things with Demitri Martin on Comedy Central make a perfect pair.
For some reason even I can't discern, I haven't yet talked about Flight of the Conchords here, but I will now. A unique half hour comedy show, Flight of the Conchords is a two man "folk-parody band" from New Zealand. Their show combines the best of their songs with a plot-line that follows the naive pair, Bret and Jemaine, as they try to make it in New York. While Bret and Jemaine themselves are hilarious, the comedy is aided by stand-ups Rhys Darby as their manager, Murray, Arj Barker as their friend Dave and Daily Show correspondant Kristin Schaal as their fan Mel. To anyone who hasn't already checked out this brilliant show, the first season is available on DVD and you can catch new episodes on HBO, Sundays at 10 or HBO Comedy Wednesdays at 10.
If you were to ask me to name my top five favorite comedians, Demetri Martin (who played "Demetri" in the first season finale of Flight of the Conchords), would easily make the list, so you can imagine how excited I was upon learning he was getting his own Comedy Central show. Important Things with Demetri Martin, showcases the sketches and "sketches" that make Martin's act so unique. In each episode, a different "thing" is featured and Martin tells jokes, performs in sketches, plays songs and draws cartoons revolving around that "thing". So far he has featured "Timing" and "Power".
Both these shows are brilliant, I sincerely hope you'll consider joining me in celebrating the New Comedy Night!
- I'm human, so I've got some issues, but all things considered I guess I'm reasonably normal. My parents are still married. My best friends are my sisters...okay, so I'm normal for the 1850's whatever. I'm opinionated and nerdy. I'm walking the line between tweener-style pop culture love (witness my ever-burning New Kids love and inexplicable Twilight obsession) and elitist culture snob (I can't seem to get enough 19th century British Lit and historical biographies) but, after 30 years, I'm finally learning not to give a crap what anyone else thinks about me. Oh, and those are my feet in the picture. The socks were made by a friend.