Saturday Night: All Hamburger, No Helper!*
Maybe you’ve been wondering whether or not you actually have a sense of humor lately. Like everyone else is laughing at jokes or sketched comedic situations, but you’re just sitting there all awkwardly quiet, like a turd in an ice machine. Maybe you’ve become a sour puss with no more feeling for the silliness of the world around you. Maybe you’ve wasted away into that clichéd armchair cynic who pisses all over everything to avoid admitting that they just can’t laugh at it anymore. Maybe your face is all broke’d up from a wrastlin’ accident and your smile muscles have temporarily seized.
Maybe you might want to catch a bit of the awkward humorly stylings of Neil Hamburger [ G. Turkington ] at Emo’s to help you ease away from that condition.
Actually, Neil’s something of a comedic twit. But he’s that way on purpose. He’s a carefully crafted satirical commentary of the very character he’s hoping you’ll be confused by. It’s so self-referencing/effacing that won’t be able to stop open-mouth staring at his withered-yet-greasy bangs. Dude’s a sweaty trainwreck with a microphone. Explaining this variety of one-liner live anti-stage-presence any further would inevitably do it a disservice, as the whole experience must be taken in simultaneously, like a blistering sunburn. Just check out his shtick on Kimmel, his interview with Gothamist, and understand that the Australians love him the way the French love Jerry Lewis.
Neil Hamburger
Emo’s (Inside)
Saturday, April 28th
9pm – 10pm
$8
*Actually, there will be some "Helper" in the form of Pleaseeasaur, who looks crazy brilliant in a yeti suit.
