Bridgetown is for lovers (OF COMEDY!!! HAHAHAH). Okay, bad start. Bridgetown is the premier comedy event in Portland, if not the country. If you only go to one comedy show per year, this is the one. Just close your eyes, put your finger on the event calendar and go! I guarantee you will be pleased. Better yet, take the four days off from work, buy an all access pass, acquire a short term meth addiction and just go and party your ass off! The after parties are drunken bacchanalia (I hear, I was exhausted by 10pm and never made it to one.) and if you can figure out where they are, yes, you’re invited. You will have access to any comedian participating and 99% of them will be happy to chat with you. I have yet to meet that 1% who won’t give you the time of day, but there’s turd in every crowd. Am I right?
Frankly, I was a little bit skeptical about going this year. I have been going to open mics since October and I haven’t been to a “comedy show” or even a local showcase in the interim unless I was in it (so yes, I haven’t been to a “comedy show”…) But with a month of scant open miking and the late announcement of Emo Phillips being added to the lineup, I’m craving comedy immersion like an alcoholic at a Mormon picnic.
And yes, if I were the rich hipster nerd like I was a year ago, I would absolutely drop the $999 for the Bridgetown Fantasy Camp Single Pass-a cloying concept I find irresistible.
You may recall last year’s event where Gallagher engaged in the most bizarre, racist rant I ever saw in person on Andy Wood’s live recording of his “Probably Science Podcast” at the Aladdin Theater. The thesis of his verbal essay, if I’m recalling it correctly was that America had enough short brown people and that they were corrupting the pristine gene pool of this great country of ours. There was more, but he’ll be introducing his presidential platform early next year and I don’t want to spoil it. I started for the door and then thought to myself “there’s no fucking way I will ever see anything like this again” and bellied my way back up to the front of the venue. Peter Serafinowicz was sitting 1 inch from Gallagher and was so close to socking him that it would have been the first version of Gallagher’s melon collapsing act on record that would have been worth watching.
I’m sure there were all sorts of other hijinx I know nothing about, but trust me, it got pretty real, people.
Local comics participating (all of whom you have got to see, if not at Bridgetown, then at the 10,000 showcases and open mics Portland has every year) include, all of whom have been on the Too Wet To Burn podcast or radio show:
Bri Pruett, Ian Karmel, Shane Torres, Kristine Levine, Anthony Lopez, Tim Hammer, Andy Wood, Gabe Dinger, Adam Pasi, Katie Nguyen, Nariko Ott, Barbara Holm, Steven Wilber (I interviewed him and then lost the audio. Sorry you missed it. It was awesome), Curtis Cook, Philip Schalberger, Christian Ricketts, Nathan Brannon and Whitney Streed (my first interview for which I am eternally grateful!)
Non-participaters in my show: Ron Funches, JoAnn Schinderle, Amy Miller, Jacob Christopher and Whiskey Tango (weird name for a person). Not for lack of asking, but I love them anyway. Seriously. It’s weird.
I would sleep with any one of those people, and you can too. See you at the Bridgetown. Only $10 for my autograph. Two for $15.