In "Grandpa, It's Not Fitting!", Will Franken--San Francisco's most outrageous comedian--takes on topics ranging from the sacrosanct (Burning Man, Mumia, and Muslim suicide bombers) to the erudite and obscure (Noam Chomsky and moral relativism).

Audiences will get a look ahead at the Final Broadcast Of The Christian Faith held in Westminster Abbey, learn about "Global Rounding" and how mankind's impact on the environment has made the earth less flat over time, and log in some flight-hours with 9-year old airline pilot Captain Griffin and a deceptively polite gum-chewing suicide bomber.

In today's politically-correct lexicon, "Grandpa, It's Not Fitting" is an aberration. . .an anomaly. . .an anachronism. Put simply, it just doesn't fit--neither the day and age in which we live or the traditional mold of the one-man show genre. But then again, Will Franken doesn't fit the mold of traditional men. I suppose one could say Will Franken doesn't even fit himself. And he's definitely never fit anywhere else--especially Grandpa.

Written and performed by Will Franken.
Directed by David Hines
Technical Direction by Patti Meyer (SF) Jon Gutierrez, Pat Baer (NY)
Sound Design by Will Franken

PRESS QUOTES:
"Fascinating look into a comedic genius' mind"--SF Chronicle

"His ideas are compelling and the door the show opens into the mind of a man who can make a connection between the sun and a children's food fight or an American Indian tribe and philosopher Jacques Derrida is fascinating."--SF Chronicle

"Comedic powerhouse Will Franken unleashes his latest one-man assault on the conventional, the crass, and the mind-numbingly mundane. Fighting the absurd with the absurd, Franken, under the sure hand of director David Hines, masterfully translates a quick and wildly roaming mind to a more or less smooth blend of savory set-ups and elaborately sarcastic sing-a-longs whose impertinent surrealist humor tastes of Ween as much as Monty Python. . ."--SF Bay Guardian

"Franken is fearlessly un-PC, willing to mock things we're not supposed to laugh at"--SF Examiner