“”I also hope that you don’t see through this cleverly constructed ruse designed by a marketing team cashing in on puberty and low self-esteem and girls’ desperate need to feel loved.” Harsh, but true. It’s taken so long for someone to say it, but all these sugary lovey pop songs are all the same exact song that’s been sung all along, just by a new face and a new ‘brand’.”
With his tummy and his schlubbyness, graying red hair, and middle class scruffiness, he is a sort of Larry David character, but with even more self-loathing. Playing 16 sold out nights at City Center, maybe it is enough to love yourself once in awhile.
Jerry himself, in a snazzy gray suit and a short cropped haircut, looks great. He never stops moving, back and forward, occasionally acting out schtick, using his vocal inflections, the high pitched exasperation, the “Neumann” snarl, as shorthand, and he has an easy, not very egotistical charm, though an “Everybody’s life sucks… but mine sucks less than yours”.
If you’re too tired for Weird Al you’re too tired for life”.
you can sing any 80s song to the beat of “You Can’t Touch it”.
people are banking on it being a comedy super group featuring Mike Myers and Fred Armistan
Watch it, and laugh. Then wish you were seeing him Friday like me.
