He starts the show by yelling into the mic, “THESE ARE MY TWEETS!” Pepitone is addicted to Twitter. His constant stream of jokes has garnered him close to thirty thousand followers, many of whom are no doubt ardent comedy nerds. The horrors of the world are Eddie’s bread and butter, and he has the skills to make you laugh without forgetting that we are all bought and sold, and with full knowledge that the fix is in. Here’s and example: November 27th of this year Pepitone tweeted: â€œsundays are great for dreading monday and realizing there is no god.â€
A self- described “lethargic revolutionary,” Pepitone indicts all authority figures with a deep seated, but non-specific rage. He calls all of us slaves to corporate culture. He doesn’t shy away from talking about the problems as he sees them, but it’s not a call to action. It’s a comedy show. It’s good that he talks about the economy on this album, as that’s a complaint that he has about performers on the whole. He thinks it’s irresponsible and fake to ignore the big problems. To hear him go on about this, just listen to any given episode of The Long Shot Podcast. It’ll come up. Back to the album…
Eddie is really raw, and he goes down tangents quite often. It’s nice to witness the creative process. You can tell when he’s coming up with it on the spot because he gives the tiniest of laughs right before delivering some good stuff. The show is made of established bits, but it all hangs loose and feels very improvised. Eddie is so loud, that when he gets quiet it’s jarring. He apologizes for yelling, and that gets a big laugh.
My favorite tracks on the album are â€˜Just an Average Guy,’ and â€˜Fresh Shirt,’ but what you need to hear is him heckling himself at the end of the album. It’s meta, and it’s in the borderlands between comedy and psychoanalysis. Pepitone is totally okay with derailing his momentum to acknowledge that he knows he got off track, and to let the audience know that he knows what he’s doing. He’ll get back to the story. Don’t worry.