Some of the ladies of TheYayorNay had a little too much fun last weekend as the first ever Moontower Comedy and Oddity Festival settled its funny fanny into the seats and streets of Austin. Laurie and Madison laughed and drank their way through the festival, but managed to pull together this review for you:
Laurie:
We started the weekend together in line for the early Aziz Ansari show at The Paramount. Poor Madison had to leave after the opener so that she could go see Bon Iver tape a show at ACL. Poor thing. The show started with Ansari coming over the loud speaker, dictating the evening’s rules through comedy and profanity, hidden by curtains, his Oz complex shone through in a way rarely seen outside of a wizard’s chamber. He let the audience know that no video, caricature artist booths, and no yelling (“shut your fucking mouth”) would be allowed during the show. Sullen, I put away my colored pencils, oversized drawing paper, and camera and kicked back to watch the evening unfold.
Chelsea Peretti, writer from “Parks and Rec,” opened the show. She talked about dating, “Basketball Wives,” huge dick holes (and ear holes and mouth holes), rape whistles, and Hitler. Overall, her performance was entertaining, though her surfer impressions made me feel awkward in my pants. And not in the good way. My favorite, though, was her joke about how women can’t eat bananas in public because it’s too sexual; she takes the joke to a beautiful place and it kills me every time I hear it.
Looking almost unrecognizable from the dork in a kayaking helmet, shilling for American Express, Ansari mounted the stage in a 3 piece suit, looking dapper as hell with the added touch of a white boutonniere and an extra ounce of swag. Frankly, I spent entirely too much time listening and laughing and did a pretty poor job of taking notes. But what does it really matter? He’s a funny mother fucker and if you already love him, you’re going to go see him when he comes to your town. If you don’t already love him, go see him anyway.
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