Another Success.
Those of you in Chicago have probably heard of, seen or attended the 12th Annual Chicago Sketchfest at some point in the last two weeks. At the very least you’ve seen it advertised on the back of buses, the inside of El cars and flyered all over Lakeview. 169 sketch shows performed by 145 teams over eight days of comedy taking refuge at Stage 773. With a dozen or so staff members and volunteers managing the hundreds of people flooding the lobby, not only was this chaos well controlled and orderly, it was also entertaining. With a scantily clad male cheerleader, George Washington and half-naked man-rabbit (yes, I’ll venture to say that, in this instance, that is a thing) there was always something to witness while waiting in line for the show to begin. Stacey Smith was proudly sporting a tutu and the bar staff was wearing t-shirts exposing chest hair and nipples, which I assumed to be representative of Brian Posen’s, given this year’s Sketchfest marketing materials.