I once sat in on drums with Prince on bass, Sheila E on percussion, Frank Mcomb on keys, Rachelle Ferrell on vocals doing Stevie Wonder’s catalogue (who incidentally was also sitting in….with Joni Mitchell & Selma Hayek as our audience) and I *think* I might have felt as high as I did tonight. I was working on the other side of the world when suddenly I got a “get yo arse down here NOW!!!!!” text. Sure enough I made it just in time to see the best night ever at the comedy cellar: Hannibal was on 1st, then Chapelle did an amazing off the top bit about what life will be like in a South African jail with prosthetic legs…and the pope quitting his career too. & then the floodgates opened: Hart riffed on Spilling drinks on Hov then everyone got in a cipher doing a mini roast/dozens/lovefest about each other. It was honest to god like watching the comic version of “scenario” or “the symphony” jokes and punchlines were flying fast. Stories of way back when was told. And I had the best seat in the house (Dave told me to play piano….but I took the bench just to get a good view) amazing night watching #themaster5
One of my favorite things that has happened on the internet.
This really strange thing has happened. Hannibal Buress lost his ipod and for some odd reason, it was mailed to my sister at her apartment. She has tried contacting him several ways with no response. We are trying to be good people and get it back to him! So yeah. Need help with this. Or, mister Hannibal Buress, if you see this message me so I can get this to.you. your OKCupid account keeps dinging and stuff. Thanks.