Stewart Huff’s: Road Stories may be the funniest fucking show of the 2015 IndyFringe Festival.
Can I say “fucking?” Let’s just get that out of the way; I’m going to say “fucking.” Because Stewart says it. A lot. And if you’re offended because I just said it three times, don’t go to Stewart’s show.
Because you’re not only going to hear that word, you’re going to hear “shit,” “hell,” and “damn.” You’re going to hear that he supports gay marriage. He’s going to say that he thinks the Confederate flag should be removed from official public display and governmental support.
You’re going to hear that the censorship of ideas is wrong.
Which means if you think I shouldn’t have said fucking — four times — and you think it should be stricken from this blog post, then Road Stories, hell the entire Fringe Festival, isn’t for you.
Stewart hails from the south, and has spent almost his entire standup comedy career playing venues in the south. Wait, not the south, The South. The place where the Confederate flag flies proud and gay marriage causes a bit of an uproar.
Things Stewart either wants to see less of (the flag) or more of (gay marriage). Needless to say, some of his material doesn’t go over so well. He shared several stories of being yelled at and cussed out by fans, including one woman sporting a Confederate flag t-shirt who called him un-American.
“Un-American? Your t-shirt tried to leave the country,” he said to her.
And then there was the time when Stewart was performing for the talent agency that represents the Blue Collar Comedy guys, two couples, and 12 white supremacists. When it was all over, the manager and Paul Strickland (another Indy Fringe alum) were telling Stewart not to leave the club because the neo-Nazis were waiting for him out in the parking lot with knives and guns.
Ultimately, Stewart’s show is about the expression of ideas and how suppressing those ideas through censorship never eliminates them. It only makes people want them more.
About the flag, he said, “I don’t want to get rid of the flag. I want people to not want to fly it.”
That’s a tall order. But if Stewart keeps speaking the truth, people may finally start to listen.
Bottom line: Stewart’s show sold out on his first night. He’s an Indy Fringe favorite, and even with brand new material, he still managed to sell out. If you want to go, don’t even bother buying a ticket at the door. I was in line 15 minutes before showtime, and they were out of tickets. Order your tickets online and have them waiting for you at the will-call window. It’s well worth it.
You’ll have a great fucking time.
Boom, five times!