Barbary Countdown: Night Train with Wyatt Cenac [16 Days Left]

[I love Wyatt Cenac’s relationship to this City. Not only is he featured in The Daily Show, the fuel for leftist discontent (that is an element of the Bay Area’s identity), he’s a lead actor in one of best love/hate cinematic mixtapes for San Francisco: Medicine for Melancholy. Wyatt, like a modern day Bill Cosby (who loaned $50,000 to the birth of blaxploitation), has always put money-to-mouth in regards to progressing African American expression (see: An Oversimplification of Her Beauty, (I saw it at the Roxie (pretty great))), a fact revered by Courting Comedy (hint, I’m black). While, Medicine for Melancholy — available now on Netflix — features many of the mumblecore trappings that make my blood boil, it’s a pretty awesome prelude to Cenac’s appearance this year’s Outside Lands Festival]

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].

REPOST: In light of Wyatt’s appearance at Cobb’s, here’s the trailer of a movie that bridges Cenac to the City forever. I should really find a copy of this.

[Medicine for Melancholy]

9/1-9/4. Wyatt Cenac @CobbsComedyClub . 915 Columbus Ave. SF. More Information: Here.