I am the co-producer and cast member of God Tastes Like Chicken. GTLC is what lies beyond the horizon. The cast serves up society's sacred cows medium rare, with feathers. Fearless, bat-shit crazy, and smart. The Sacred Chicken kicks the airport bathroom stall open! Bigots and Hypocrites cower! Our Fairy Tales are funnier, with less genocide, pedophilia, and hatred of women and shellfish.
Hello, My name is John Murdock, I am allergic to shellfish, but I do love and admire women, in general, Sarah Palin not so much. I am an actor comedian non-drag featured performer at Lucky Chengs NYC (www.Planetluckychengs.com) and one season at Beechers Mad House Las Vegas, Hard Rock Casino (www.beechersmadhouse.com), as well as numerous other houses of ill-repute. I've been featured in FHM, TimeOutNY and an article in PlayGirl Magazine. You can see a review of my recent stand-up at http://www.nytheatre.com/nytheatre/showpage.php?t=hyst7460
God tastes Like Chicken is a mock religious service with faith healing, communion, passion plays and improv. We take on the excesses of organized religion through blasphemy and comedy. It is a very interactive show, among other things we encourage people to come in religious costumes. There is a Clucking the Devil (a sheep) out contest, as well as several interactive features we would rather not put in print.
We open with two featured comics/artists and Services are followed by sketch groups or emerging acts found right here in the L.E.S. or Williamsburg if we have to. Ask me about this Humanist friendly emerging show.
Thanks. I'll tell you later why I used the colors I did, but it's for a more pragmatic than artistic reason. Anyway, I had chicken for lunch yesterday, and maybe chicken salad today, so does that make me a Chicken Pope or Rabbi? I know I blasphemed also eating some fish, so please turn the other cheek, or beak.