Marc Maron Has a Lot of Very Funny People on His New Show

Marc Maron had a lot of very funny people on his other show, too, but that’s beside the point. The comedian and host of the popular WTF podcast has a new show coming up on IFC, and it appears to be a Louie-esque combination of his professional life (in this case, recording the podcast as opposed to standup) and a scripted narrative where he plays a character based on himself.

The comedy in Maron, for the most part, seems pretty relationship-based, focusing on his parents (Judd Hirsch of Ordinary People plays his dad), his girlfriend, played by Mad Men’s Nora Zehetner, who at one point asks him why he’s cool with her peeing on him but not okay with her making him banana bread (he doesn’t know either and Andy Kindler (Bob’s Burgers), who plays his friend. But with the podcast sections, the roster becomes even more stacked, with, from what we could tell, appearances from Denis Leary, Jeff Garlin, Ken Jeong, Aubrey Plaza and Adam Scott, and hopefully lots more funny people. Maron premieres on IFC on May 3rd, but in the meantime, see who else you can spot in the trailer below.

Denis Leary On What Smart Is (Hint: It’s Not Bush)

Smart. We are surrounded by smart: Smartfood. Smartphones. Smart bombs. Smart houses, hotels and helicopters. Smart planes, trains and automobiles. Smart dogs. But we’re also surrounded by very, very, very stupid people. One of the reasons so many countries and people overseas have been bitching and moaning about America for so many years now is because of our tunnel vision about the outside world, not to mention the morons we’ve chosen to run this great democracy.

George W. Bush has meant many things to many Americans, but what he symbolized to the rest of the planet was our own navel-gazing ineptitude. We elected a self-professed alcoholic. Still, most of the citizens polled said they voted for him because he seemed like the kind of guy you could have a beer with. Yeah, you could have a beer with him. But after you left, he’d have another case of cold ones and then open up the bourbon cellar.

This is the man who famously uttered, “There’s an old saying in Tennessee—I know it’s in Texas, probably in Tennessee—that says, fool me once, shame on… shame on you. Fool me—you can’t get fooled again… ” He segued from a well-worn bit of wisdom to a lyric written by Pete Townshend of the Who in less than one paragraph. Sixteen years after his last drink. Now that’s what I call one hell of a hangover.

The Republicans are also offering up the spectacle of Sarah Palin running for president in 2012. This is a woman who recently said she thinks the country should be run according to laws “based on the God of the Bible.” What does that mean, exactly? That our economic recovery would depend on 10 million jobs in crucifix construction? Sarah Palin is an excellent argument for separation of church and brain.

This is why I look to the shining example of President Barack Obama. Love him or hate him, and whether you voted for him or for “true American hero, John McCain,” one thing you cannot argue against is the man’s ability to speak. Obama speaks well, he speaks deep and he has a finely tuned and highly self-deprecating sense of humor.

In the end, that’s perhaps the most important element of being the president: It’s not just how he feels about particular issues, but also the rock-solid guarantee that he will stand up and speak, no matter when and no matter where, and not end up quoting the Who when he meant to reference a famous saying.

When our chosen leader looks like a moron, we look like the meatheads we sometimes are. But when a smart and well-spoken leader strikes a chord and we respond, it sends a message of real hope to the rest of the world—hope that we actually do have hearts. And a sense of caring. And a desire to do something other than sit on the edges of our couches, watching The Real Housewives of New Jersey while we suck on salted pretzels and pork rinds. Come to think of it, that’s probably where George W. Bush is right now.

Kylie Minogue on the Cover of BlackBook


In her second-ever North American cover appearance, international pop superstar Kylie Minogue turns up the heat for our June/July Smart Issue wearing the season’s most scorching swimwear. Inside, Bill Murray tries his hand at auto-asphyxiation, Inception‘s Cillian Murphy and Ken Watanabe do battle, filmmaker Sarah Polley cozies up to a latex glove-wearing, life-size lamb, Crystal Castles get bestial, Luke Wilson loses his cool, Denis Leary burns Bush, MNDR takes us shopping, and photographer Tim Hetherington brings us into Afghanistan’s deadly Korengal Valley. Plus, Vice co-founder Gavin McGinnes stops by to art direct “Beach Boners,” a fashion story inspired by his new style book. There’s also an in-depth look at The Killer Inside Me‘s tortured adaptation history, a male model, half-naked, on a beach, and some tips for how best to weather the warmer climes. You might call this issue kind of genius. Also, don’t forget to check out our full cover gallery. Next week, stay tuned for the full issue rollout right here.

Road Recovery: Sober, Still Rocks

Last night, the stage of the Nokia Theatre was transformed into a grunge-era wet dream. Out for the Road Recovery benefit concert were Rage Against The Machine guitarist Tom Morello (as his folk alter-ego The Nightwatchman), Jerry Cantrell, Wayne Kramer of the MC5, Jakob Dylan, Perry Ferrell, and the only man today that can pull of a top-hat and lady-silhouette forearm tattoo: Slash. Road Recovery, a nonprofit that mentors young recovering addicts, is comprised of entertainment industry professionals whose lives have also been touched by addiction.

Denis Leary opened the benefit, poking fun at the recent rash of celebrities in rehab and the irony of Amy Winehouse’s name. Harvard-educated Guitar Hero Morello was a smooth emcee, mediating when Jimmy Gnecco, the lead singer of Ours, refused to come back onstage after their set — presumably and justifiably because some jerk in the audience hurled a glow stick on stage (what year is this?) and narrowly missed him. The past met the present when Cantrell, Slash, and Morello played Pink Floyd’s “Wish You Were Here” and the audience flipped out glowing cell-phones in appreciation.

Even with the kumbaya vibe, the politics of Morello were overt. He sang rebel tunes, wished Lee Harvey Oswald were around today, and at one point he turned the lights up and instructed the crowd to sing along in the Woody Guthrie protest song, “This Land Is Your Land.” But the night’s show-stealers were under the radar. Perry Farrell strutted around, looking GQ with a white button-down, jaunty neckerchief, and enthusiastic smile. And then there was a crowd-surfing Sen Dog, who got even the businessmen jumping and singing that they were “insane in the membrane” during his throwback Cypress Hill set.

“When I first heard we were doing Road Recovery, I thought, we’re gonna fix the potholes of New York?” quipped Farrell. The night ended with a supergroup performance of all the entertainers wailing the lyrics to GNR’s “Paradise City” with Guitar Hero # 2 Slash as the centerpiece. Sen Dog played the part of Axl, and even the bashful Gnecco was coaxed back out on stage. Maybe next year Amy Winehouse will get up there, pumping her fists while (one hopes) ironically performing “Rehab.”