The third part of Tom's L.A. minidocs, made way back in December. I always think he sounds eerily McCartney-esque on some songs, so it's actually quite unnerving how similar he can sound on purpose:
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Monday, April 20, 2009
Sunday, April 5, 2009
The Secret of the Shiny Hair
So this is what happens when a teleprompter malfunctions at the taping of Demetri Martin's show. Most comedians would wait backstage until the teleprompter gets fixed. But Demetri decides to entertain the audience by getting out his guitar and singing an impromptu song. (A capo, by the way, is a thin wooden thing you strap onto the neck of a guitar to block off strings, thus creating a higher chord.) He really is a strange, strange bird:
| Important Things with Demetri Martin | Wed 10:30pm / 9:30c | |||
| Coolness - Behind the Scenes - Q&A Song | ||||
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Tuesday, March 24, 2009
A teaser...
Soon I'm gonna post Demetri Martin's 6-part "If I" performance, which was inspiring and funny to say the least- it certainly made me feel less, er, special. Special in the weird way. Anyway, here's a little preview- it's Demetri's 224-word palindrome, entitled "Dammit I'm Mad". If you don't know what palindrome is, think perfect symmetry, in a non-Tom-Tim-Rich way. Or try to spot it:
Dammit I'm mad.
Evil is a deed as I live.
God, am I reviled? I rise, my bed on a sun, I melt.
To be not one man emanating is sad. I piss.
Alas, it is so late. Who stops to help?
Man, it is hot. I'm in it. I tell.
I am not a devil. I level "Mad Dog".
Ah, say burning is, as a deified gulp,
In my halo of a mired rum tin.
I erase many men. Oh, to be man, a sin.
Is evil in a clam? In a trap?
No. It is open. On it I was stuck.
Rats peed on hope. Elsewhere dips a web.
Be still if I fill its ebb.
Ew, a spider… eh?
We sleep. Oh no!
Deep, stark cuts saw it in one position.
Part animal, can I live? Sin is a name.
Both, one… my names are in it.
Murder? I'm a fool.
A hymn I plug, deified as a sign in ruby ash,
A Goddam level I lived at.
On mail let it in. I'm it.
Oh, sit in ample hot spots. Oh wet!
A loss it is alas (sip). I'd assign it a name.
Name not one bottle minus an ode by me:
"Sir, I deliver. I'm a dog"
Evil is a deed as I live.
Dammit I'm mad.
The best part, in my opinion, is something I'm very proud of myself for figuring out. You know what the point of symmetry is, the exact center of the palindrome? "I".
Dammit I'm mad.
Evil is a deed as I live.
God, am I reviled? I rise, my bed on a sun, I melt.
To be not one man emanating is sad. I piss.
Alas, it is so late. Who stops to help?
Man, it is hot. I'm in it. I tell.
I am not a devil. I level "Mad Dog".
Ah, say burning is, as a deified gulp,
In my halo of a mired rum tin.
I erase many men. Oh, to be man, a sin.
Is evil in a clam? In a trap?
No. It is open. On it I was stuck.
Rats peed on hope. Elsewhere dips a web.
Be still if I fill its ebb.
Ew, a spider… eh?
We sleep. Oh no!
Deep, stark cuts saw it in one position.
Part animal, can I live? Sin is a name.
Both, one… my names are in it.
Murder? I'm a fool.
A hymn I plug, deified as a sign in ruby ash,
A Goddam level I lived at.
On mail let it in. I'm it.
Oh, sit in ample hot spots. Oh wet!
A loss it is alas (sip). I'd assign it a name.
Name not one bottle minus an ode by me:
"Sir, I deliver. I'm a dog"
Evil is a deed as I live.
Dammit I'm mad.
The best part, in my opinion, is something I'm very proud of myself for figuring out. You know what the point of symmetry is, the exact center of the palindrome? "I".
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