We had another tasty dinner at our favorite Indian restaurant, Bombay Palace, over on West End Avenue in Nashville with our Meet-Up group of "Couples Without Kids." Afterwards we met up with our friends, Danny and Brenda, (who happen to be a couple with two great kids) and traveled over to Zanies Comedy Club to catch two of our favorite comedians who are frequently on one of our favorite TV shows, "Chelsea Lately."
First up was Brad Wollack, whose short stature and flaming red hair make quite the first impression. Brad's a writer for the ""Chelsea Lately" show and he has a razor-sharp wit. His stand-up skills are still in need of a little polishing, but overall he was very funny. Ashlee has a real fascination with all "gingers" as she refers to them with her biggest crush being the flaming red mophead known as Brett Dennen who we will be seeing again in concert here in Nashville next month. Until then, Brad was a fine substitute for her addiction and he couldn't have been nicer to us while taking the great photo above along with Brenda after the show.
Next came Chris Franjola whose tall thin frame and large teethy smile (Chelsea calls him "horse face" right to his face while also constantly questioning his sexual preference) are quite the contrast to tiny Brad. Chris has been at this stand-up thing a bit longer and his delivery is smooth and effortless. His observational humor and 40-something bemoanings were hysterical. Such as: Is there really anything more sad than listening to Journey songs nowadays sung live by a "Filipino" instead of Steve Perry? Is there anything more funny than Chris' impression of that sad event? We think not!
As a bonus to us, the two guys we came to see were actually opening for the main act of the night, a guy named Bret Ernst. Despite the name, Brett's a self-described Italian "guido" from the Jersey Shore before that meant something. His routine was dead solid perfect and definitely deserved top billing despite "only being on 'Chelsea' once." We howled at his stories of growing up in in the 80's as a n'er-do-well kid who was always in trouble, but who really only just wanted to rollerskate to his favorite song if it weren't for the likes of jerks like "Tony" who ruled the rink. We all know or have known guys like Tony throughout our lives as well, and we agree with Bret that sometimes you gotta just say "hey, F%#& Tony!! Let's skate!!"
Afterwards as the clock moved past midnight, our foursome stopped by the infamous Hustler Store downtown for some smirks and wisecracks of our own. A funny way to end a funny evening of good times and laughs.
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