Here is the mission statement of the tour
(reprinted from their press kit):
..created to entertain audiences of all ages
throughout the U.S. while instilling positive
messages. Each comedian is committed to providing
clean, refreshing stand-up that is humorous and
non-derogatory; suitable for any occasion. Our
mission is to not use profanity or any demeaning
statements to denigrate anyone through laughter. The
CONSCIOUS COMEDY TOUR does not believe it needs to
offend anyone in order to be humorous. The CONSCIOUS
COMEDY TOUR promises to include the best in stand-up
talent who all believe in clean comedy. This Tour is
committed to being socially aware and responsible.
Through this mission, we anticipate the CONSCIOUS
COMEDY TOUR to be an event that will not only draw
local and national attention, but will also have an
effective impact on the way comics are viewed.
The Tour is hosted by AJ Jamal and features:
Jonathan Slocumb, Shang Forbes, Gilbert Esquivel,
Lewis Dix, George Wallace, Scruncho, Hope Flood,
D'Militante, Vince D, Doug Williams, The Mooney
Twins, Melanie Camarcho, Darryl Bronson, Annie
McKnight. -- Though don't expect to see them all at
any one show.
This is the review for the July 23rd, 2002 launch
at the El Roy Theatre in Los Angeles.
Prior to the show we asked Anthony the promoter,
"as opposed to unconscious comedy?" He chuckled, "No
no, you know 'The
Kings of Comedy'? This is sort of the
alternative ... something you can bring the family
too."
Well, the CONSCIOUS COMEDY TOUR is cleaner and
though it might not be as squeaky-clean as promised,
it's still a good show!
I can't say enough for AJ Jamal. He was the
perfect MC/Host. Warm, relaxed, fun and quite funny.
He took the liberty of contributing plenty of time at
the mic between bits and controlling the show's mood.
He was splendid. "I live Orange County, don't know
why they call it Orange -- I'm the closest thing to
orange there." And the bit about "Old car in a gas
station and you need every kind of fluid but gas" had
this crowd rolling.
We arrived early, but the show started late,
opening surprisingly with some hip-hop. Shadow kept
the rhymes steady and deep, he was complimented by
tissa's sweet back up vocals. I'm not sure if they
were clean, couldn't quite make out the words - but
definitely sensual overtones in dance.
The first comedian, Lewis Dix, steps up to the
microphone. "Perfect parenting is an oxymoron. -- You
can't hit 'em but you can trip em."
Then Gilbert, "I was brought up on the wrong side
of the law -- I was a cop." And "You know your Mescan
when your socks and shorts meet together." He
complements his ethnic comedy with a cute little
tamale analogy to add a taste of sweetness to the
act. Then back to East Indian rap, very funny and a
Black person over-doing the Star Spangled Banner at a
bball game, both of which could have been offending
and or funny depending on your perspective. We
laughed.
Then Hope Flood took stage and seemed to have a
little trouble finding her groove, "We don't kidnap
each other's kids, we don't want the ones we
got."
Then Shang grabbed the stage with confidence and a
dash of angst. Very political, very funny, very
unhappy with the current president. His response to
those who say, "Go back to Africa" is "go back to
having sex with your sister." He also needed to grab
a certain part of his anatomy at one point (for
emphasis) -- definitely not a G -rated bit. But very
funny.
Jay Lamont stepped up, family friendly, funny with
a crowd-pleasing warmth. He imitated a turntable DJ
mixer complete with rhythm section and techno-pop all
from his mouth and mic. His Al Green/ Michael Jackson
broadcast news bit put the crowd in stitches. And
he's got a heck of a good voice himself.
I got the feeling that AJ brought Jay up as a way
to leave the show on the squeaky-clean note that
Shang rather strayed from.
Over all, though fudging on the G-rating it
professes, and dabbling in politics, the CONSCIOUS
COMEDY TOUR is still very funny and does meander
around a good heart. Coincidentally, I was invited to
hear a Christian comedian in the East suburbs of LA.
His name was Cory Edwards and he was squeaky-clean,
dabbled in religion, but was still funny too.
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