Showing posts with label Twitter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Twitter. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Shmitney Shmears.

Mel: El?
El: Yes, Mel?
Mel: I was just perusing...um...The Economist...and read that Britney Spears has over 5 million followers on Twitter.
El: Wow. She's obviously doing a lot of Twatting.
Mel: It's called Tweeting. 
El: Whatever.
Mel: I want 5 million people to follow our random drunken Twats.
El: Ha!
Mel: Damn you. 
El: I just looked online. We have 3,012 followers. That's kind of close to 5 million.
Mel: Yeah, El. Pretty close.
El: Quit complaining, kid. Take action! Tell people they can join us on Twitter or Facebook.
Mel: I don't like to nudge.
El: Uch, fine. But be sure to remind them about our crazy show this Thursday at Comix.
Mel: Why don't you just remind them?
El:
I gotta go follow Britney on Twitter. Bye!
Mel:
Nuts. Here:

 
Mel & EL: Our Time of the Month
Really bloody funny. Period.
 
Thursday, June 3rd, 7:30PM
Comix, 353 W. 14th Street, NYC
$10 (cash) at the door
Delicious food & drink available but not required
 

 
Mel & El have been having a buh-last directing this show:


 
The blurb says: "Broadway's Kimberly Stern takes us on a twisted journey from Judy Garland to guns 'N Roses with a brief stop in Carol Channing's dressing room in this musical tour de force". We say: "This show kicks ass". 

The Duplex, 61 Christopher Street at 7th Ave
Res: (212) 255-5438 or click HERE
Saturday, June 12th at 10PM
Friday, June 18th at 7PM

Monday, March 29, 2010

Viva La Revolucion!


Hey. This is Mel. El & I are up to our ears in preparations for our big, fat Joe's Pub show this coming Sunday. It was time to be all clever 'n shiz on our blog and we realized all of our Clever Juice had been used up in our extensive rehearsals. I hate when the Clever Juice runs out and I no longer have any kind of personality. It's boring to the people around me and, mostly, my own self.

That said, I want to mention on the blog (because I don't think mentioning things via Facebook or Twitter is nearly enough) that at our show in New Hope, PA last night someone bought the "Get Out" panties off of El's...own self. She had worn them in the show and now they are in a very lovely and brave ladies house. I hope she has a washer/dryer. Or a sink. And that the panties are currently in one of those places. I don't know if the selling of the underwear officially makes us hookers or officially makes us really smart.

But that was not our only rock-star moment last night. We also had the first two people in the history of our show walk out midway through! They were older folks (which is irrelevant as many an old folk has enjoyed our business). We might have discussed some lurid details from a particular moment we experienced in a steam room during our recent gig on a Gay Cruise and that might have been a little...much....for this nice couple. I don't blame them one bit for clinging to each other for their lives and then running out. That's the exact same reaction El & I had in the steam room (clinging, running). But now we'd like to be referred to as Mel & El Guevara* because we are pretty much rabid revolutionaries. We speak our minds people. And the (geriatric) man can't keep us down no more. 

In conclusion, we are now hookers who sell our panties and political activists who will not be appreciated in our own time. It's hard to be as complex as we are, but we're coping. If you wanna cope with us live and in person, come down to Joe's Pub this coming Sunday (which is also called Easter in some circles) and join us for MEL & EL: She's My Bitch (The CD Release-A-Palooza). It's gonna change the world.

XO
Mel (& El)

*I'm sure I just offended someone by glorifying the name of Che Guevara. But, apparently, a lot of kids on St. Marks think he's cool enough to put on a t-shirt, and I did Evita in High School and Che Guevara has a really good singing voice. Also I sat through all 18 hours of the Steven Soderbergh movie version of Che's life when it was in the movie theatre and I'm pretty sure that gives me license to toss around his name even though I still don't have a firm grasp on where he falls on the moral landscape. I'm gonna go call Mandy Patinkin and see what he thinks.

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Twits


El: Well, we did it.
Mel: We sure did.
El: We said we weren't gonna do it.
Mel: But we had to, didn't we?
El: We didn't really have a choice.
Mel: That's what I'm saying.
El: I'm glad we did it.
Mel: Me, too. I'm having fun with it.
El: It is fun.
Mel: I think we should keep doing it.
El: I certainly don't intend to stop.
Mel: I'll take it one step further and suggest that others do it as well.
El: Whoa. That's serious. You're willing to make that statement?
Mel: I am.
El: Publicly?
Mel: If this isn't public, I don't know what is.
El: Well. You have the floor. Spell it out for them.
Mel: I would like to announce that Mel and El have joined Twitter.
El: We're tweeting, people!
Mel: And we would like it very much if you would follow us.
El: Just click H
ERE. Now.
Mel: Please.