Hari Kondabolu, Laugh Lover's Ball, and Tig Notaro
DAVID ALAN GRIER
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COMEDY CENTRAL PRESENTS HARI KONDABOLU
I was in the audience at Hari Kondabolu's Comedy Central Presents taping last fall, and it was an exhilarating show—in the way that only personal, political, spot-on standup comedy can be. The formerly local Kondabolu (who regularly comes back to Seattle to work out new material) gets better and better all the time, and he was pretty fucking awesome to begin with. Your television, or the viewing party at Faire Gallery, 11 pm, free.
LAUGH LOVER'S BALL
No one delivers an "Uhhhhhhhhhh" quite like Maria Bamford, and nobody has ever done impressions of phlegmy fathers and mall-walking bitchez in such an astute and dark and exhilaratingly genius way. Because Bamford is not just genius for a ladycomic (eff you, lady-haters!)—she is a genius comic, full stop, and if you disagree, kindly hold still so that I may kick you directly in the bamfords with my ladyfoot. If she really gets going, if you can catch her off on a squeaky, weirdo, storytelling tangent, your life might not be the same afterward. (Better. I mean that your life will be better afterward.) This show also features Tim Lee, Dwight Slade, and David Crowe, none of whom I have ever seen perform, but they seem like perfect gentlemen. Moore Theatre, 6 and 8:30 pm, $27.50–$48, all ages.
LA-based Tig Notaro—you'd probably recognize her from The Sarah Silverman Program—does sharp, smart, deadpan standup that never ever sucks. Having her at our little old Laff Hole is a real coup. If you don't miss only one comedy show this month, make sure to don't miss this one. Chop Suey, 9 pm, $10, 21+.