It's hard to have a bad time with a guy like Hannibal Buress. His first album, the aptly titled and highly acclaimed My Name Is Hannibal, showcased the comic's delightfully awkward delivery style and penchant for terse joke writing that mines the silly and mundane minutiae of the modern age (pickle juice and pigeons being some of his highlights). Perhaps the most intriguing thing about Buress is that when he indulges in a topic as childish and innocent as video games — which he does frequently — he follows through with a punchline that is as silly as it is snide. His comedy is punctuated with a certain degree of playful meanness that refuses to take anything too seriously. His recent sophomore release, Animal Furnace, reveals that while Buress has expanded his creative palette and stepped out of his comfort zone, not too much has changed. A former writer for NBC's Saturday Night Live and 30 Rock, Buress has had more comedic success over the past few years than most standup comics do in a lifetime. Call him talented or call him lucky, just don't call him the black Mitch Hedberg. He hates that. 18+.
Wed., Nov. 21, 8 p.m.; Nov. 23-24, 10:30 p.m., 2012