The audience’s introduction to Kyle Kinane, on the third of December, at the Aggie Theatre in Fort Collins, came before he was visible. As David Rodriguez, of Fort Comedy, was welcoming Kinane to the stage, he momentarily flubbed one of the latter’s credits. Kyle shouted from backstage with a booming, gravelly voice telling him something to the effect of “GET IT RIGHT, FUCKER”; a warm-hearted (if not altogether warm) encouragement from the headliner. The rest of the night proceeded similarly: some awkward missteps, some brash outbursts, all hilarity.
I mention the above for one reason indeed: for its departure from the ordinary, which aligns so closely with Kyle Kinane’s style. There is certainly a tradition, or at least a pattern, of introducing comics to the stage. The presenter will mention a few words about the next comic, usually something about what you might know them from, and then the pair greets each other on stage with a kind smile and convivial handshake. While Kinane’s introduction did include these elements, the gruff outburst from the comedian showed him as having a tremendously playful attitude toward the evening. This, perhaps, maybe not a position too unusual for a comedy show. It really set him apart with the amount of enthusiasm that he seemed to bring to it; while some comedians come to the show and feel like they are merely performing, Kinane made it feel like he was just there to have fun with the crowd in a completely organic way. This was even more impressive considering the multiple nights in a row he had performed in Denver preceding this show.
Kinane proceeded by hurling jokes at the audience, in an unorthodox style which he seemed to live in quite comfortably. He paced the stage, usually with folded arms and a downwards glance that might make some seem closed off; yet his words had such detail and emotive inflection, it immersed you in the stories he told. Much as he paced the ground, he had a roaming nature to his joke-telling, slowly guiding the audience through some of the more embarrassing moments of his life, as well as some of the odd places only the mind of a comedian might take you. Of course, when he did break his meandering style, it would be only to burst out into a startling enactment of whichever hysterical rant he was treading through, or else to discuss the audience directly, pleading them to understand the ridiculous way in which the world has presented itself to him.
Unfortunately, the flaw of any review of a comedy show is that it must leave out the most entertaining part of the show itself—the actual jokes—as it would completely wash the comedian’s act, and perhaps prevent future audiences from enjoying it. What I can tell you is that the topics ranged from why Kyle would make a lousy member of the KKK, the inherent problems of being a racist and still wanting to enjoy food, the perfect word to whisper after passing gas, and tips on how to covertly buy a plunger. If any of these topics seem a bit disparate and off-kilter, you have a minuscule fraction of an idea of how the Aggie crowd felt last Sunday.
Kyle was the last of twelve comedians to grace the Aggie stage this year, as part of Fort Comedy’s monthly stand-up series, capping off their first completed year of the series. It will begin again with the coming of the new year, and we can only hope they will bring many more comedians as authentically hilarious as Kyle.