Jokes! is back and for our belated latest column we’re focusing on some local laughs from Rob Crean and his new album, Sadly Sackerton. A staple of the Boston comedy scene for years, Crean could usually be found hosting The Gas over at Great Scott back in the day when people could venture outside and take in a live performance. However, we live in an age where you don’t always need to go out to find a hearty laugh and thanks to modern technology, you can enjoy Crean’s comedy stylings from the comfort AND SAFETY of your own home (Read: stay home).
But I digress!
Traversing the kind of self-loathing that Richard Lewis and Steven Wright have perfected and become associated with over the years, Crean lays it all out and comes across as a master storyteller in the way that modern marvels like Mike Birbiglia do so well.
He’ll make you laugh about 9/11! Wow you with Owen Wilson impressions! Tell you why “Piano Man” actually sucks! Astound you with his observations on cats! And while recovering from a recent break up, gives you the kind of honest dating advice you never knew you needed.
Beyond that, Crean delves into his own depression and finds humor while dodging overly aggressive therapists before finding the right one. And if you’ve ever wondered the difference between a panic and anxiety attack then Crean has your answer! All in all, Sadly Sackerton finds beauty in the breakdown and is sure to provide a much needed chuckle, a hearty laugh even, during a time when we all could definitely use one.
Sadly Sackerton is out now! You can buy it by clicking here or stream it here. For the latest on Rob Crean, including where you can see him performing virtually for the time being, head here, here, and here.