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MAN CAVE: Comedy, jazz and Oscar

POSTED: Monday, February 28, 2011, 7:00 PM

Filed Under: Critical Mass | Man Cave

Man Cave is a testosterone-laden Monday feature that highlights the weekend haps of an everyday, pop culture-loving Philly dude.

Saturday night I went to N'East for a stand-up competition at the Comedy Cabaret. Congrats to Mike Casey, Tom Cassidy, Mary Radzinsky and Nick Baker. They'll be competing along with Frank Genzano, Bob Marsdale, Erin Mulville and James Royale for a cash prize this Friday at the Cabaret (11580 Roosevelt Blvd, 9 p.m.).

After that, I shot down to Center City for the late show at Chris' Jazz Café where tenor saxophonist Korey Riker and his band played his new CD, Prehumous. Riker who's played with The Roots, John Legend, Erykah Badu cranked his lively album over two robust sets. Supported by an upright bassist, keys/pianist, drummer and brief guest trombonist, the 31-year-old saxophonist wailed his modal, Coltrane-summoning heart out with original licks and deliciously sloppy solos from everyone in the band till last call at 2 a.m.

Sunday night was all about the Oscars. I found five moments more memorable than the rest ...

5) Marissa Leo gets Tourette's. Even though her speech was plenty awkward well before it had to get delayed for an "F"-bomb surprise.

4) True Grit Spoiler Alert! The Oscars may not realize their gaffe showing Josh Brolin get shot in the chest on national television but to be fair, the original film won the Duke an Acadamy Award in 1969, so there's no true western fan who hasn't been given a fair chance to enjoy the plot.

3) You know you're up there in age when Michael Douglas is your son. Kirk Douglas shows Dick Clark who's boss in the "too old for TV" department. YIKES!

2) James Franco dons a dress (and wig). Turns out "Holywood Pretty-Boy" is just an expression. *shudder*

1) The King's Speech wins Best Picture. Kudos to the Academy for awarding the top prize to what they thought was simply the best film, rather than giving in to pressure from the defining epic of contemporary America (The Social Network). They already made that mistake in '94 with Forrest Gump whose Best Picture contenders (Pulp Fiction, Shawshank Redemption and Four Weddings and a Funeral) have all arguably aged better. Personally, I enjoyed The Social Network more, but this ain't the peeps' choice awards; it's the academic elite, keeping it real.

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