Scott Capurro

Comic. Actor. Author.

I kind of hate adding this, although I love the piece, but it’s all about this cock tease who needs to be harmed; and I fear giving him this much attention will only fuel his ego. That’s assuming he reads anything other than street signs as he’s stumbling home from yet another pimp’s home. Oddly I’m playing a club near his house tonite. Maybe he’ll drop by so I can quarter him, verbally. Like he’d notice. Hearing his own name, he’d drift off into a fantasy where a huge bomb explodes and everyone who doesn’t adore him dies. I want him, bad!

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Scott Capurro Gay Times July 2007 Before a show in Covent Garden, a note came hand delivered. The young man smiled, said some kind words, and then shyly, slowly walked back to his seat. The paper was embossed with a Buddha head. I do yoga. I considered this a good sign. Once opened, in black […]

Ottawa. Uh, yeah…Ottawa.

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So I’m in the world’s coldest capital city, but it’s summer, so it’s ok. I guess. It’s raining and it smells like hummous, but I’m on anti anxiety pills so everything is ok. I was just in Toronto last week, working at Yuk Yuks, which was lovely. At the late show Saturday, however, a black […]

Wanted to add this. It’s from january, promoting my show in London at the Soho Theatre, and it was so lovely, and now that Malcolm is leaving, I thought I’d finally put it up.

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Scott Capurro: interview From: Time Out London Magazine, January 19, 2007 California dreaming: Capurro reflects on the pandemonium he’s created Audiences from Edinburgh to Australia have taken umbrage at Scott Capurro’s gags. ‘I think it was the masturbatory gesture while staring at Christ on the cross,’ he muses Scott Capurro has a reputation for causing […]

Just thought i’d put this here too. This review is so delicious, i couldn’t resist. It’s from Chortle, a c omedy web site, and this babe loves to love/hate me. OH, by the way, you can come see me at the Komedia in Brighton this Friday. I was rained out last week, so I’ve been moved. Very moved. 6:30. don’t be shy…anyway, back to this HOT review, from a gig I was very lucky to be a part of, at the Hackney Empire on July 17th, honoring Malcolm Hay from Time Out Mag, London.

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Scott Capurro, who Arthur Smith called ‘the epitome of waspishness’, lived up to his epithet like a hornet at picnic. His dark and sexual material caused a few backs to straighten and some nervous tittering. Sweeping across Catholicism, fancying the crucified Christ as masturbation aid, a ‘hot Jew on a stick’, British anti-Semitism, war-mongering and […]

This was printed in a Prague Magazine, called Prague TV, although it’s neither a TV guide nor a transvestite mag. Not that I’m judging; being reviewed by a tranny is one of life’s little pleasures. He liked me, but more to the point, he got what I was trying to do. I just love love love Prague, and Amiel Bruch

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Fringe review: Yankee Dog Pig by Amiel Bruch Taking sledgehammers to icons, taboos and political correctness… Tue 29th May, 2007 [updated Tue 29th May, 2007) Fringe 2007 of•fend v. of•fend•ed, of•fend•ing, of•fends v.tr. 1. To cause displeasure, anger, resentment, or wounded feelings in. 2. To be displeasing or disagreeable to. 3. a. To transgress; violate: […]

This was just put on line at Fridaycities.com, this great web site about all things British and more specifically, London.

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The Thursday Interview… Scott Capurro May 24th, 2007 Of the review quotes featured on the front page of Scott Capurro’s website, our two favourites are this one from Australian talk show host Rove McManus: ‘It’s like watching a car accident’, and this one from the Daily Mirror: ‘He’s evil and should be forced to leave […]

A REVIEW FROM MY MOST RECENT SET IN WIVENHOE – YES, ESSEX – ON FEB. 22, 2007 AT THE FUNNY FARM, a very sweet, smart little comedy room set in a football club. Sounds hot. Was a bit not, but the atmosphere was great and the skinny audience somewhat dreamy…

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From the East Anglia events magazine, Grapevine Scott, a San Franciscan, is camper than a troop of Brighton boy scouts pitching a row of pink chiffon tents. Although in Scott’s case you’ll find that the chiffon tears you apart like shark’s skin and the guy ropes are razor wire. He too had to deal with […]