{"id":39000,"date":"1998-05-31T00:00:00","date_gmt":"1998-05-31T00:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/reviews\/reality-what-a-concept\/"},"modified":"1998-05-31T00:00:00","modified_gmt":"1998-05-31T00:00:00","slug":"reality-what-a-concept","status":"publish","type":"review","link":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/reviews\/reality-what-a-concept\/","title":{"rendered":"Reality&#8230;What A Concept"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I grew up watching Robin Williams go nuts for 30 minutes a week<br \/>\non television, and spent a good portion of my teenage\/early adult<br \/>\nyears laughing at his comedy routines he performed onstage. I<br \/>\nremember my dad taking me to see<br \/>\n<i>Popeye<\/i>, and us all watching<br \/>\n<i>The World According To Garp<\/i> on cable. No one cheered louder<br \/>\nthan me (well, at least in my household) when Williams won his<br \/>\nfirst Academy Award earlier this year, an award I thought he should<br \/>\nhave won for<br \/>\n<i>Good Morning, Vietnam<\/i>.<\/p>\n<p>But I also remembered that Williams had released three comedy<br \/>\nalbums based on his stage routines. (Actually, I had forgotten<br \/>\nabout the second album,<br \/>\n<i>Throbbing Python Of Love<\/i>, until I started writing this<br \/>\nreview.) The first of these albums,<br \/>\n<i>Reality&#8230; What A Concept<\/i>, captures an early edition of<br \/>\nWilliams&#8217;s manic stage act and improvizational skills.<br \/>\nUnfortunately, a hacked job of editing ruins the sequence of this<br \/>\nalbum, and the comedy routines suffer.<\/p>\n<p>Williams very much is a comedian who relies on his physical<br \/>\nappearances &#8211; he can say more with one funny face than some comics<br \/>\ncould in an hour&#8217;s routine. The problem is that this doesn&#8217;t<br \/>\ntranslate onto vinyl, meaning characters like the toddler in<br \/>\n&#8220;Kindergarten For The Stars&#8221; and &#8220;Reverend Ernest Angry&#8221; lose a<br \/>\nlittle bit in the translation.<\/p>\n<p>Oh, there are some hilarious moments on<br \/>\n<i>Reality&#8230; What A Concept<\/i>, such as Williams contemplating<br \/>\nwhat chairs think about all day and Mr. Rogers sending a hamster<br \/>\ninto nuclear meltdown in the microwave. Even though this album is<br \/>\nalmost 20 years old (and having worn out a taped copy I made from<br \/>\nthe library when I was a kid before adding it permanently to the<br \/>\nPierce Archives), it has lost very little of the punch. Even the<br \/>\njokes about then-president Jimmy Carter and references to the Three<br \/>\nMile Island disaster still evoke laughs from me.<\/p>\n<p>The problem with this disc is in the editing. You can easily<br \/>\ntell where snips in the tape were made &#8211; the sound is incredibly<br \/>\nuneven within even one particular sketch. (C&#8217;mon, how do you<br \/>\nexplain Williams&#8217;s improv Shakespeare jumping from Studio 54 to<br \/>\nThree Mile Island?) Sketches, thus, are created using material that<br \/>\nnever was supposed to be related. Some sketches, like &#8220;Kindergarten<br \/>\nFor The Stars,&#8221; sounds like it ends way too soon, while &#8220;A Touch Of<br \/>\nFairfax&#8221;&#8216;s only understandable reference is to drugs, and isn&#8217;t<br \/>\nthat funny.<\/p>\n<p>The final result of this album makes it sound like it was pieced<br \/>\ntogether at random &#8211; and that, kids, isn&#8217;t funny. Williams&#8217;s style<br \/>\nof comedy has always been &#8220;shoot from the hip,&#8221; going in whatever<br \/>\ndirection his mind chooses at the moment. As a result, whatever he<br \/>\nwas working on at that time has its own unique flavor &#8211; and mixing<br \/>\nsuch flavors rarely works well.<\/p>\n<p>If you really want to get a good taste of Williams&#8217;s stage<br \/>\nroutine, turn off your stereo, hie yourself out to the local video<br \/>\nshack, and rent both of Williams&#8217;s performance tapes. Then, put<br \/>\nthem in, laugh your ass off, watch them again, and repeat as<br \/>\nneccessary.<\/p>\n<p>\n<i>Reality&#8230; What A Concept<\/i> is no longer available, except at<br \/>\nsome used record stores (and you may have to search for this<br \/>\ntitle). But the sad reality is, this concept isn&#8217;t worth searching<br \/>\nout unless you are a diehard Williams fan.<\/p>\n<p class=\"c4\">\u00a0<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":27625,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"artist":[6795],"rating":[5616],"class_list":["post-39000","review","type-review","status-publish","has-post-thumbnail","artist-robin-williams","rating-rating-d"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/review\/39000","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/review"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/review"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=39000"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/review\/39000\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/27625"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=39000"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"artist","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/artist?post=39000"},{"taxonomy":"rating","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/rating?post=39000"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}