thecomedybureau:

Well, so far, there are no “stunt celebrities” on the dais for Comedy Central's latest roast that are just there for the simple spectacle without any real comedy chops. Bill Hader, Jonah Hill, Nick Kroll, Natasha Leggero, Jeff Ross, and Sarah Silverman are pretty solid.

That’s great to see, for now, but we are surprised that Jay Baruchel and Danny McBride aren’t in this announcement as This Is The End must have been just a warm up for this.

[Saw a couple of the roasters at the Barbary tent testing out material, and just to let you know… a lot of jokes about Jewish people. I’m actually looking forward to this (figuratively).]

"I’m not saying that Jeff Ross is gay, I’m reiterating."

— Bob Saget roasting Jeff Ross @ The Barbary/Outside Lands Festival [Paraphrase]

Courting Barbary: Day One (8/9/2013)

There’s too much pressure to have fun at Outside Lands. It’s is ground zero for art, culture, and astounding prices, celebrated over three days, currently in its sixth year. Many musicians and exhibitions litter the Golden Gate Park glens, but none are as important — for the purposes of this blog — as the Barbary tent. Ostensibly a comedy club, co-curated by SF Sketchfest, the parlor amplifies glade giggles like the historic Comedy Day, hopped up on steroids and Aderall.

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Barbary Countdown: I can announce with great elation two important comedy items that only started feeling real today. Today, the performers for the Outside Land’s Barbary exhibition (co-curated by SF Sketchfest) were announced of which includes Jeff Ross, Maria Bamford, Eugene Mirman, Wyatt Cenac and many more. Very excellent. Also, this year I’ve been granted press clearance to the entire Outside Lands, which includes numerous musical luminaries that I shall be ignoring in favor of the Barbary. I love the Barbary! Each year is a revelation as a comedy fan. Each year it grows in stature, versatility, and flair. I’ve finagled myself into its bowels for the past two years and good Lord is it amazing. It fills the summer with an unbelievable swell of comedy, a deluge of talent, utterly unexpected given the circumstances. A sideshow attraction is the last place you’d expect Craig Robinson, but, for San Francisco Bay Area natives, it’s one of the few occasions to do so. It’s only comparable to a plane ride and hotel stay in Los Angeles or New York (the meccas of comedy) scouring the region’s comedy peaks, and hoping upon hope that everything goes perfect. For a trio of days, you can laugh yourself silly, step outside into a haze of fog and medicine vapor, and skip giddily back into a world of comfort, culture and public transportation. Over the next three weeks I shall countdown Outside Lands Festival’s Barbary, highlighting each performer’s accomplishments, appeal and — if viable — their connection to this fair town of hysterical opulence: San Francisco. Tickets are steep at this point — a 3-day pass is practically my rent — but if you’re going, stay tuned to get the drop on some comedy gems. [24 Days Left].

Barbary Countdown: I can announce with great elation two important comedy items that only started feeling real today. Today, the performers for the Outside Land’s Barbary exhibition (co-curated by SF Sketchfest) were announced of which includes Jeff Ross, Maria Bamford, Eugene Mirman, Wyatt Cenac and many more. Very excellent. Also, this year I’ve been granted press clearance to the entire Outside Lands, which includes numerous musical luminaries that I shall be ignoring in favor of the Barbary. I love the Barbary! Each year is a revelation as a comedy fan. Each year it grows in stature, versatility, and flair. I’ve finagled myself into its bowels for the past two years and good Lord is it amazing. It fills the summer with an unbelievable swell of comedy, a deluge of talent, utterly unexpected given the circumstances. A sideshow attraction is the last place you’d expect Craig Robinson, but, for San Francisco Bay Area natives, it’s one of the few occasions to do so. It’s only comparable to a plane ride and hotel stay in Los Angeles or New York (the meccas of comedy) scouring the region’s comedy peaks, and hoping upon hope that everything goes perfect. For a trio of days, you can laugh yourself silly, step outside into a haze of fog and medicine vapor, and skip giddily back into a world of comfort, culture and public transportation. Over the next three weeks I shall countdown Outside Lands Festival’s Barbary, highlighting each performer’s accomplishments, appeal and — if viable — their connection to this fair town of hysterical opulence: San Francisco. Tickets are steep at this point — a 3-day pass is practically my rent — but if you’re going, stay tuned to get the drop on some comedy gems. [24 Days Left].