from one of its cheesier precincts. But what, you might well ask, is a hypnotist doing at the Ann Arbor Comedy Showcase?
The club under any circumstances is an extraordinarily good entertainment deal. For little over the price of a movie ticket, you get a couple hours of live performance by seasoned stand-up comics on the national circuit, and there's no two-drink minimum like some big-city comedy venues impose.
But back to this particular comedy act-it's not what you normally see at the Showcase. Conrad doesn't look like a New York hipster. He doesn't wear jeans, leather, hip-hop accessories, cowboy boots, or any other costume device to prove he's tuned into the cynical and absurd energies of the big city night. A ruddy, middle-aged guy, he has a Willy Loman-esque affect. His rumpled suit and hardened carnival-barker delivery suggest he's not lying when he says he does 400 performances a year.
I don't believe it's my job to give away what happens on his stage. In short, he calls for volunteers, makes them do things that they would not ordinarily do, and simultaneously delivers a passable stand-up act. Louie CK he's not, but then Louie CK can't even make his own kids be nice to grandma.
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