Lewis Black is back. The New York Jewish comic with a razor-sharp tongue and even sharper social and political observations returns to the Southland Feb. 5 at the Wiltern LG after selling out The Grove of Anaheim last year.
Faster than a benching rabbi. More powerful than a locomotive. Able to leap tall bachelors in a single bound. Look! Up in the sky! It\’s a bird, it\’s a plane, it\’s SuperFlirt.
Chug on down to the Getty today or tomorrow, as they present Sharon Katz and the Peace Train as part of their Garden Concerts for Kids series.
Lewis Black is pissed off.
In his HBO special, \”Black on Broadway,\” the black-clad Jewish comic from New York with the tobacco-tinged rasp unleashes a torrent of four-letter words and razor-edged observations about the world around him — a world that could be so much better, so much kinder, so much gentler. But isn\’t.
Jennifer Rosen\’s height felt all the freakier because Jews are generally more vertically challenged than, say, Swedes.
For some reason, it\’s rare that anyone sets me up. You would think being a thin, employed, Jewish heterosexual with a full head of hair, long eyelashes and a great sense of humor would be a gimmie.
Christmas Eve 2001. Bing Crosby\’s on my radio, Jimmy Stewart\’s on my television and I\’m on my couch.
