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Jason Alexander, the actor best known for playing a balding George Costanza on “Seinfeld,” now has a full head of hair that he’s bringing to the Twin Cities.
Alexander will do a solo show, “An Evening with Jason Alexander and His Hair” – that’s the real title — on a Monday, Jan. 27. It will be a benefit for the family of Carl Lee, who died on Nov. 5 at 52.
Lee was the director of marketing and theatrical programming at Hennepin Theatre Trust, which runs the State, Orpheum and Pantages theaters.
A one-time actor and singer, he also was the husband of Emmy-winning Broadway performer Linda Talcott Lee, whose 15-year Broadway career included nine years in “Beauty and the Beast.” Talcott Lee won an Emmy for her choreography on NBC’s “The Comedy Hall of Fame Show,” where she reunited with Alexander, with whom she had worked, pre-“Seinfeld.”
"We're thankful to Jason for his generosity in helping secure the future of our children," said Talcott Lee.
Alexander will deliver stand-up comedy, music and improv in his show. Tickets to “Jason Alexander and His Hair”, $45-$125, go on sale on Wednesday. Call 1-800-982-2787.
At Monday's early show at the First Avenue nightclub, stand-up comedian Dave Chappelle intimated that he might someday move to the Twin Cities. That someday might be now.
Chappelle, who remains popular despite or perhaps because he quit his eponymous Comedy Central show back in 2005, has added an 11th performance to his "pop up" Minneapolis engagement.
The first eight performances, two a night Monday through Thursday at First Avenue, sold out. Then he added 7:30 shows Friday and Saturday at the nearby Pantages Theatre. Now he has added a 10 p.m. performance for Friday night as well at the same venue. The 10 p.m. Saturday slot is conspicuously open.
Make that eight shows, so far.
Funnyman Dave Chappelle, who famously quit his Comedy Central show in 2005 and has been doing stand-up gigs ever since, will do at least eight performances next week at First Avenue in Minneapolis
Chappelle, who remains hugely popular, has been doing these "pop up" concerts across the country. He last performed in the Twin Cities in Aug. 2012, a show at the State Theatre that was similarly announced at the last minute and that quickly sold out. Capacity for the First Ave shows will be capped at around 500.
The "Chappelle's Show" star was heckled recently in Hartford, Conn., which inspired a colorful reaction from the 40-year-old comic.
At First Avenue, he plans to do shows at 6:30 p.m. and 10 p.m. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday -- the latter ones were announced after the first few sold out right away. Tickets for those, $55, are currently on sale.
Comedy legend Don Rickles canceled his Nov. 9 show at Mystic Lake Casino Hotel.
A statement from Rickles press agent said, “On doctor’s orders, while recuperating from treatment for a leg infection, Mr. Rickles has been instructed not to fly for at least the next six weeks making it impossible for him to make the trip from his Los Angeles home to Prior Lake, Minnesota for this engagement.” Rickles is 87.
Since a later show has not been scheduled, the casino says refunds are available at the point of purchase. For more information regarding refunds contact Ticketmaster at 800-745-3000 or visit the Mystic Box Office Mondays through Saturdays from 10 a.m. to 8 p.m. or Sundays from noon to 8 p.m.
Even Deerhunteristas prone to love everything that comes from Bradford Cox and his band (and given the prolific output of Cox, his side-project Atlas Sound and guitarist Lockett Pundt and his side project, Lotus Plaza, that’s a lot) seemed at a loss during sizable chunks of the group’s Sept. 9 show at the Fine Line in Minneapolis.
After a punky, almost Tragic Mulatto-ish opening set by Marnie Stern, Cox hit the stage in a Cramps T-shirt and a moppy black wig that looked like it might have been sported by Liz Taylor at the bitter end of a lost weekend.
The concert’s beginning, like parts of its middle and end, featured not songs from Deerhunter’s hot 2013 “Monomania” CD, not songs from the critical-darling “Halcyon Digest” (2010) and “Microcastle” (2008) CDs, but rather percussive tape loops and pain-inducing squalls of pulsating feedback.
In a decision that can’t have been made with the audience in mind, maybe 30 minutes of the 2-hour stage time was devoted to feedback. During these intervals, fans mostly stood stock still, unsure whether to head for the exits, stab themselves in the ear or remain in place for the moment when a chord or rim shot signalled an actual song.
Cox didn’t disappoint those who like their indie-rock demiurges to keep the show in showbiz. No thrift-store dresses for him on this hot night, but he did some crotch grabbing, shook a pair of maracas during the song “T.H.M.,” rolled around on the floor a good deal, drooled copiously, balanced his spindly 6’4” frame atop the bass drum, ripped his wig off, and jumped into the crowd to chase a rambunctious fan who grabbed his wig at another moment.
Deerhunter did reveal its sensitive-side artistry in the guitar-drums-songwriting departments. Cox was at his plaintive, vulnerable best on such older songs as “Agoraphobia” (“come for me, cover me, comfort me….”), where the tender lyric is washed and rinsed by three guitars, and the chug-ahead and tuneful “Nothing Ever Happened.”
Of the songs from “Monomania,” Deerhunter and Cox lit the fuse most convincingly on the title track and on “T.H.M,” with its sparkling arpeggio opening for lead guitar.
The “down South boogie” section of the evening had its moments, sounding like Allman Brothers on both speed and acid, but went on too long. Same goes for the ultra-repetitive final number, when I alternated between feeling sorry for myself and pitying the excellent drummer, Moses Archuleta, who appeared bound for the RSI clinic.