I strongly believe Michael Ian Black, Michael Showalter, and David Wain are among the funniest humans ever to live. Their movie Wet Hot American Summer is one of my favorite movies, Michael Ian Black’s new book, My Custom Van: And 50 Other Mind-Blowing Essays that Will Blow Your Mind All Over Your Face is one of my favorite books, and Michael Showalter’s The Michael Showalter Showalter is one of my favorite showalter’s (sorry).

The three comedians have been friends ever since meeting at NYU in 1988, and make up the comedy group Stella. They have hilarious/ridiculous Stella Shorts that they filmed between 1998-2002, and for a short period of time had their own show on Comedy Central. They occasionally perform as a stand-up trio under the Stella name, and have just announced a new set of tour dates.

In February, I was lucky enough to see Michael Showalter and Michael Ian Black perform individually at the Sixth and I Historic Synagogue in Washington DC, and fell into a severe state of happiness when I saw that they are coming back in December as Stella.  Michael Ian Black and Michael Showalter are also playing a free Secret Myspace Stand-Up show at Caroline’s Comedy Club in NYC tonight.

Nov 30: PHILADELPHIA - Keswick Theater
Dec 2: WASHINGTON DC - Sixth & I Historic Synagogue
Dec 5: CHICAGO - The Vic (tickets not yet on sale)
Dec 7: CLEVELAND - House of Blues
Dec 9: NEW YORK - Nokia Theater
Dec 10: NEW YORK - Nokia Theater
Dec 11: BOSTON - Wilbur Theater
Dec 12: SAN FRANCISCO - UC Berkeley
Dec 13: LOS ANGELES - Orpheum Theatre

 I am a Wonderful Man:

Michael Ian Black - Gay

Sandwiches & Cats:

Michael Showalter -  Wash Your Hands

Michael Showalter - Term Werner Cable

Video: Stella on Obama pre-election:

Stella | Michael Showalter | Michael Ian Black | David Wain (co-wrote & directed the new movie Role Models)

Michael Ian Black (Stella, Best Week Ever, Sierra Mist spokesman) is one of the funniest comedians. Ever. I read a post about music on his blog yesterday and I thought I’d share it with you.

People ask me all the time “what kind of music I’m into.” I hate this question because what they’re really asking is, “Are you as cool as me?” I can answer right now. No. No I’m not. No, I’m not into that twee British act you read about it in Gravesitter or Thunderfuck or Quiznuts or whatever obscure music magazine you read. No, I didn’t go to the Bohemian Shithead concert the other night in Williamsburg. No, I’ve never heard of them, and no I don’t want you to burn me a CD of their “amazing new album.”

What’s on my iPod? Your dick.

Asking somebody what kind of music they’re into is exactly the same as asking them what their sign is, an attempt to discern something meaningful from the meaningless. What possible difference does it make? What are you going to learn from me if I tell you I like U2? That I’m into debt relief?

And there’s just no good answer. Turning the situation around, if I ask somebody the same question, here’s what I’m thinking based on their answer:

Jazz – douchebag
Classical – douchebag
Metal – douchebag
Country – douchebag
Rap – douchebag
Pop – douchebag
Classic Rock – douchebag
Christian Rock – douchebag
Alternative Rock – JUST LIKE ME!!!

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