This is a clip from a new "What's Up" segment that debuted last month called "Magic Face-Off."
And remember, tomorrow, September 1st, we'll be back at Kafe Kerouac at 10PM with a new What's Up Columbus with Justin Golak.
Guests include baker Nina Hernandez and hip-hop group All Eyes Path.
And maybe a return of Magic Face-Off...
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Sanjay A. Review: Gold Dust Lounge
SAGAttack.com food and drink reviewer Sanjay A. is back! Check out his Yelp review of the Gold Dust Lounge in beautiful San Francisco, California.
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Velveeta Shells & Cheese: A Love Story
This sketch premiered at "Big Screen Comedy" at Studio 35 in Columbus on August 13, 2011. For those of you who may be familiar with my stand-up comedy, it used to be a joke that I did, but I thought that format of the joke could work better as a video sketch, and here are the results. It's a tale of love, loss, and Velveeta Shells & Cheese in the time of present day. Enjoy!
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Mo Money Mo Problems
This sketch premiered at "Big Screen Comedy" on August 13 at Studio 35 in Columbus. It was also showed earlier this week at "Flick My Clip 4" at Go Bananas Comedy Club in Cincinnati. We now release it to the Internet for your enjoyment! Check out what happens when Sumukh buys Golak a lottery ticket...
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Comedy Revolver at Wild Goose Creative
Friday, August 19th at Wild Goose Creative at 8:00PM, Sumukh and Golak will be part of the newest installment of Comedy Revolver! What's Comedy Revolver? It's a rotating-panel-stand-up-comedy show. Still have questions. Check out the videos below from the last Comedy Revolver Sumukh and Golak were a part of and then check out info for this show below that.
Jeff Burgstrom hosts another installment of "Comedy Revolver," a 'rotating panel' stand-up comedy show featuring four comedians and four microphones. Each performer takes their turn on stage to tell a joke as the three other comedians on the panel toss in their thoughts to bring together a hilarious mix of stand-up and improv comedy.
Joining Jeff on this show will be Columbus comedians Justin Golak, Laura Sanders, and Sumukh Torgalkar, who are fresh off the recent premiere of their comedy stage show, "¡¿DIVERSITY?!"
The show is $7 and BYOB! So, bring your sense of humor and some drinks for a night of rapid fire hilarities!
Jeff Burgstrom hosts another installment of "Comedy Revolver," a 'rotating panel' stand-up comedy show featuring four comedians and four microphones. Each performer takes their turn on stage to tell a joke as the three other comedians on the panel toss in their thoughts to bring together a hilarious mix of stand-up and improv comedy.
Joining Jeff on this show will be Columbus comedians Justin Golak, Laura Sanders, and Sumukh Torgalkar, who are fresh off the recent premiere of their comedy stage show, "¡¿DIVERSITY?!"
The show is $7 and BYOB! So, bring your sense of humor and some drinks for a night of rapid fire hilarities!
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Sanjay A.'s Yelp Reviews
As Golak and I are lovers of food and drink, it seems only necessary that we have a food and drink critic for our website. After enjoying writing a review of Wall Street Nightclub in Columbus, I've decided to stretch out and write more funny (hopefully) but informative (hopefully) reviews on Yelp under the pseudonym, Sanjay A.
Here's my most recent review from a place I visited while in the D.C. area called Zikrayet Lebanese Restaurant. Enjoy!
Here's my most recent review from a place I visited while in the D.C. area called Zikrayet Lebanese Restaurant. Enjoy!
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
What's Up Columbus - August Edition
What's Up Columbus is back, August 4th at 10PM at Kafe Kerouac!
What's Up Columbus, the monthly late night talk show style show, is back for another edition at the wonderful Kafe Kerouac.
This month's guests include renaissance man Zach Henkel and musical act, the always entertaining and unimmitateable, Drawing Airplanes.
This show will be a) amazing, b) an Organ Grinder Production, and c) $5 at the door.
Write up on the show HERE.
Monday, July 25, 2011
NKOTBSB 4 1 NITE
Through an odd trade of things two people wanted to get rid off, I ended up being the person to get an extra ticket for last night’s NKOTBSB concert in Columbus. NKOTBSB is the fusion of New Kids on the Block and Backstreet Boys into a mega boy band that tugs at your youth while also releasing the occasional single. I joined fellow comedian Brooke Cartus and her longtime friend Anne at the show.
I didn't have near the same enthusiasm level as Brooke and Anne, but I'm enough of a sucker for pop music and was curious about the environment and potential for comedic material to want to check it out.
It's certainly an odd feeling as a heterosexual male at such a concert. A part of me thought, “Can I really deal with all this screaming and am I even capable of doing that myself?” while another part of me knew that there was probably never going to be another circumstance in my life where I would be surrounded by this many women, many of whom were attractive, so there's no reason to complain. Schottenstein Center was smart as well in handling the gender disproportion. A number of the Men's restrooms were switched to Women's restrooms. This is the only event involving thousands of people that I've never had to stand in line at a Men's restroom let alone that I kept seeing the same two guys in the restroom that I went to as the three of us were apparently on the same drinking cycle.
The show started out with the guy from Glee singing. I have no idea what the guy from Glee's name is, and I don't particularly care to research it. I watched one episode of Glee and its lack of humor and chock full of song format was enough for me to never tune in again. Anyway, he sang what Brooke described as stuff from The Great American Songbook, which made me angry because no one should attempt to steal Rod Stewart's thunder. He then closed by dedicating his last number to Michael Jackson, which I suppose is nice, but then he went ahead and did the Moonwalk, which just seemed awkward. No matter how inspired I may be by someone, I won't just go ahead and do what that person made popular, especially when I didn't even know the person.
Then, the real magic arrived: NKOTBSB! AHHH!!!!!!! They started off by singing a Coldplay song, which didn't make much sense to me, but hey, I guess you can't beat us to death with all of your songs. We agreed that the dancing was a bit off and clunky at the start, but you have to give them a break. This was like watching Karl Malone getting on to a basketball court now. He's still got game, but you got to believe his fadeaway is a little off, and needs some time to get going.
If there's one person out of these nine guys that I can't imagine I would ever enjoy one minute of time with, it's definitely Nick Carter. At one point, he decided to start singing “Raspberry Beret.” I'm not a person who hides my feelings well. As Brooke put it, “I wish I could have taken a picture of that reaction.” My eyes nearly rolled into the back of my head. Luckily, that went on for only about thirty seconds, and then they went into something else.
Later, the Backstreet Boys brought some girls up to the stage so that they could each individually sing one of their ballads to them. I can't remember which one it was. It doesn't really matter. To be brutally honest, the girls they picked were not the most attractive girls in the arena. I'd put them at a smattering of 5s to 7s, but that proves the Backstreet Boys are smart veterans. Don't pick the most attractive girls. They already get everything anyway! Pick the mid-range ones. This is their moment to shine even if the moment would have been better at a concert ten years ago.
I understand when national performers come into Columbus and are enamored by the fact that they can shout “O-H” and then get a jubilant response of “I-O” from an entire crowd of people. Personally, I've tired of the “O-H...I-O!” cheer, but I don't mind doing it once or in the midst of an exciting Buckeye football game. With that, a performer has to know that there's only so many times that you can shout “O-H.” We love our state, but we're not complete idiots that are immune to being annoyed by it. Not surprisingly, Nick Carter was the worst perpetrator of the bunch. At one point, he shouted “O-H” in the middle of a song. He was truly amp-ed about Ohio.
Near the end of the show, each member of the Backstreet Boys gave a heartfelt introduction to a member of the New Kids on the Block, and we all cheered. The most sentimental moment came when A.J. announced how much it meant to him to now be clean and sober, and then asked for a moment of silence for Amy Winehouse. Later, Howie introduced Danny in a “No One Gives a Damn About Us Being in These Groups” moment to end that portion of the show. I'm not sure how many times I heard “hardest working” and “great Dad” in this whole period, but all of these guys ran out of words to say to one another pretty quickly.
In the end, all I have to say is that these guys did put on a good show. It's likely that none of them want to be here at this point in their careers and still singing these same songs, but they have wives and kids and mortgages, so they have to do what's best for themselves. If they are unhappy, they have no reason to be. The arena was packed as if it was a concert during their actual eras of popularity, and they made a lot of women happy last night, so what more can you ask for? I had a fun time. Well, at least a number of $9 tall boy Bud Lights said I did.
MVP of the Night: Brian Littrell. He was the most humorous and presentable of everyone, and did a great job in singing to the girl he picked out.
Non-MVP of the Night: Nick Carter. I-O, Nick, I-O.
Biggest Disappointment: My hope of Jordan Knight setting the stage on fire with pyrotechnics and then breaking off from the rest of the group to sing this song did not happen:
I didn't have near the same enthusiasm level as Brooke and Anne, but I'm enough of a sucker for pop music and was curious about the environment and potential for comedic material to want to check it out.
It's certainly an odd feeling as a heterosexual male at such a concert. A part of me thought, “Can I really deal with all this screaming and am I even capable of doing that myself?” while another part of me knew that there was probably never going to be another circumstance in my life where I would be surrounded by this many women, many of whom were attractive, so there's no reason to complain. Schottenstein Center was smart as well in handling the gender disproportion. A number of the Men's restrooms were switched to Women's restrooms. This is the only event involving thousands of people that I've never had to stand in line at a Men's restroom let alone that I kept seeing the same two guys in the restroom that I went to as the three of us were apparently on the same drinking cycle.
The show started out with the guy from Glee singing. I have no idea what the guy from Glee's name is, and I don't particularly care to research it. I watched one episode of Glee and its lack of humor and chock full of song format was enough for me to never tune in again. Anyway, he sang what Brooke described as stuff from The Great American Songbook, which made me angry because no one should attempt to steal Rod Stewart's thunder. He then closed by dedicating his last number to Michael Jackson, which I suppose is nice, but then he went ahead and did the Moonwalk, which just seemed awkward. No matter how inspired I may be by someone, I won't just go ahead and do what that person made popular, especially when I didn't even know the person.
Then, the real magic arrived: NKOTBSB! AHHH!!!!!!! They started off by singing a Coldplay song, which didn't make much sense to me, but hey, I guess you can't beat us to death with all of your songs. We agreed that the dancing was a bit off and clunky at the start, but you have to give them a break. This was like watching Karl Malone getting on to a basketball court now. He's still got game, but you got to believe his fadeaway is a little off, and needs some time to get going.
If there's one person out of these nine guys that I can't imagine I would ever enjoy one minute of time with, it's definitely Nick Carter. At one point, he decided to start singing “Raspberry Beret.” I'm not a person who hides my feelings well. As Brooke put it, “I wish I could have taken a picture of that reaction.” My eyes nearly rolled into the back of my head. Luckily, that went on for only about thirty seconds, and then they went into something else.
Later, the Backstreet Boys brought some girls up to the stage so that they could each individually sing one of their ballads to them. I can't remember which one it was. It doesn't really matter. To be brutally honest, the girls they picked were not the most attractive girls in the arena. I'd put them at a smattering of 5s to 7s, but that proves the Backstreet Boys are smart veterans. Don't pick the most attractive girls. They already get everything anyway! Pick the mid-range ones. This is their moment to shine even if the moment would have been better at a concert ten years ago.
I understand when national performers come into Columbus and are enamored by the fact that they can shout “O-H” and then get a jubilant response of “I-O” from an entire crowd of people. Personally, I've tired of the “O-H...I-O!” cheer, but I don't mind doing it once or in the midst of an exciting Buckeye football game. With that, a performer has to know that there's only so many times that you can shout “O-H.” We love our state, but we're not complete idiots that are immune to being annoyed by it. Not surprisingly, Nick Carter was the worst perpetrator of the bunch. At one point, he shouted “O-H” in the middle of a song. He was truly amp-ed about Ohio.
Near the end of the show, each member of the Backstreet Boys gave a heartfelt introduction to a member of the New Kids on the Block, and we all cheered. The most sentimental moment came when A.J. announced how much it meant to him to now be clean and sober, and then asked for a moment of silence for Amy Winehouse. Later, Howie introduced Danny in a “No One Gives a Damn About Us Being in These Groups” moment to end that portion of the show. I'm not sure how many times I heard “hardest working” and “great Dad” in this whole period, but all of these guys ran out of words to say to one another pretty quickly.
In the end, all I have to say is that these guys did put on a good show. It's likely that none of them want to be here at this point in their careers and still singing these same songs, but they have wives and kids and mortgages, so they have to do what's best for themselves. If they are unhappy, they have no reason to be. The arena was packed as if it was a concert during their actual eras of popularity, and they made a lot of women happy last night, so what more can you ask for? I had a fun time. Well, at least a number of $9 tall boy Bud Lights said I did.
MVP of the Night: Brian Littrell. He was the most humorous and presentable of everyone, and did a great job in singing to the girl he picked out.
Non-MVP of the Night: Nick Carter. I-O, Nick, I-O.
Biggest Disappointment: My hope of Jordan Knight setting the stage on fire with pyrotechnics and then breaking off from the rest of the group to sing this song did not happen:
Monday, July 11, 2011
¡¿DIVERSITY?!
Check out this show featuring Sumukh and Golak coming up this Thursday, July 14th @ 7:30PM at MadLab Theatre!
Comedians Justin Golak, Sumukh Torgalkar, and Laura Sanders put on their first show as a group at the MadLab Theatre.
When three young professionals show up to interview for the same job, each tries to “out-diverse” the other to get a leg up.
Come out and help us pack the house as this show will be taped for submission to the UCB Theatre in New York City.
Doors open at 7:00 PM. This event is BYOB. For advance tickets, check out madlab.net!
Tickets are $5.
Comedians Justin Golak, Sumukh Torgalkar, and Laura Sanders put on their first show as a group at the MadLab Theatre.
When three young professionals show up to interview for the same job, each tries to “out-diverse” the other to get a leg up.
Come out and help us pack the house as this show will be taped for submission to the UCB Theatre in New York City.
Doors open at 7:00 PM. This event is BYOB. For advance tickets, check out madlab.net!
Tickets are $5.
Sunday, July 10, 2011
My Visit to Johnny Rockets
I went to Johnny Rockets last weekend while in Newport, Kentucky. The only time that I had been to a Johnny Rockets before was years ago in California. I thought it was one of those unique restaurants that only California had. I thought only California understood that special time in America's history where I may or may not have been served at establishments like Johnny Rockets. In fact, Johnny Rockets has spread to a lot of places including just minutes away from where I live, yet it's one of those places that I don't even acknowledge even though it's there and has been there for years. I guess I didn't think it was as special as I once did.
Boy, was I wrong. It is special. We walked into the Johnny Rockets and none other than The Scorpions' “Rock You Like a Hurricane” was playing over the speakers. Great choice by whoever selected that on the jukebox! We sat down to make our order, and were informed that french fries were not included in any sandwich that we may get. What a different era! They really emphasized the whole “separate but equal” concept back then and liked to keep their portions in check apparently. I wish the whole meal still cost 50 cents.
After ordering, our server returned and provided this for us:
As my friend John said, it was a wonderful moment for three grown men to be handed such a plate. Apparently, even ketchup was happier back in those days.
So, yes, visit Johnny Rockets. It's best to feel the Eisenhower era with a lot of framed photographs to emphasize that it is that time period and not stupid 2011.
Boy, was I wrong. It is special. We walked into the Johnny Rockets and none other than The Scorpions' “Rock You Like a Hurricane” was playing over the speakers. Great choice by whoever selected that on the jukebox! We sat down to make our order, and were informed that french fries were not included in any sandwich that we may get. What a different era! They really emphasized the whole “separate but equal” concept back then and liked to keep their portions in check apparently. I wish the whole meal still cost 50 cents.
After ordering, our server returned and provided this for us:
As my friend John said, it was a wonderful moment for three grown men to be handed such a plate. Apparently, even ketchup was happier back in those days.
So, yes, visit Johnny Rockets. It's best to feel the Eisenhower era with a lot of framed photographs to emphasize that it is that time period and not stupid 2011.
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