Live review: Rob Delaney @ the Gothic TheatreBy Marc Hobelman | August 22nd, 2011 | 1 Comment »
Twitter darling Rob Delaney, a contender for “hardest working comedian ever,” killed at the Gothic Theatre Sunday night. After a life changing accident, Delaney got a job, a bug to try stand up, and sober all at the same time. He has been working comedy clubs for right years now, and thanks Twitter in part for the ability to leave his day job only four years ago.
Sunday night’s show was a fantastic stand up experience, with great rhythm and rapport with the audience. Unfortunately for Delaney, the most memorable moment was dealing with two horrendous hecklers. This couple was in the balcony, right next to the stage. They were essentially able to share a spotlight with Delaney as they shouted their simple japes. The tension was unbearable. Delaney had come out ahead of Denverite Andrew Orvedahl to do a basic warm up/size up, and was immediately lambasted by drunk Statler and Waldorf 10 feet to stage right. It definitely caught him off guard and for lack of knowing the room, he went negative and was obviously nervous about doing so. The upside of the incident was that it happened during pre-preshow and Delaney, plus the Gothic staff, dispensed with the hecklers and proceeded to put on a great night of comedy.
Orvedahl took the room back and washed out the bad taste of disrespect with great material that was just the right mix of Colorado winks and universal observations. Being hit on his bike by a car and dealing with his two-year-old daughter made for funny complain-ecdotes from a weary optimist.
Delaney bounded back on stage in a much better mood. It may have been for the jokes he wrote during Orvedahl’s 30 minutes dedicated to the loudmouths that were ejected earlier. Without dwelling on it more than a second longer than was funny, he jumped into new material about being a new father. He brought plenty of his traditional “constant sexual thoughts jokes” as well. Delaney is very apt at describing sexual situations and causing you to think about them as if they were illustrations from 1972’s “The Joy of Sex.” His other talents include an easy knack for bigotry-exposing satire, making a “like, um…” story telling delivery seem natural, and creating good vibes out of the most disgusting topics ever broached. The crowd was generous with their laughter, and Delaney deserved every ounce.
Marc Hobelman makes websites at The Denver Post, tweets pictures of his cat and is a regular contributor to Reverb.