
John's stories were as faithful to the facts as they needed to be. My sister Dixie, his widow, recalls, "Every commentary was fundamentally true. These stories did happen. But not necessarily the way he said. . . Locating and revealing the humour in a memory, which maybe was not so funny at the time, is a healthy collaboration between artist and audience where everyone benefits."
These truisms are now being questioned.The other day the Washington Post reported that humorist David Sedaris's work for National Public Radio "is undergoing new scrutiny."
The stories he tells may not be true enough for these times.

Drawing on another facet of pop culture, Tympanic Theatre spins the ten tracks of Bruce Springsteen's bleak 1982 album Nebraska into a gritty series of short plays, Deliver Us From Nowhere: Tales From Nebraska. It too earns a Reader rave.
Where Springsteen and Tympanic find pathos, White Trash Wedding and a Funeral finds hilarity. Its hero, a cussing septic tank "king" named Earl, leads a band of down-and-outs through a grotesquely funny trailer-park soap opera. Equally over the top: the burlesque comedy show Day Drinking and Sleep Eating, which fulfills its promise to "funny you until you can't walk right" with songs like "Long Sex Is Overrated" and "Sluts for Sale." Far more restrained but equally engaging is the Piven Theatre Workshop's Encores: After the Theatre and Other Stories, in which three Anton Chekov stories are given minimalist, emotionally intense stagings. Director Joyce Piven uses the story-theater style originated here in Chicago by her mentor, Paul Sills.
Also on our recommended list this week is Hairspray, Drury Lane Oakbrook's high-energy revival of the Broadway musical; The Late Live Show, a Conan-esque talk fest hosted by comedian Joe Kwaczala at Stage 773; and an appearance by Armitage Gone! Dance, offering three works choreographed by company artistic director Karole Armitage.
Surprisingly, the problem with Melancholy Play isn't that it's a downer, but that it suffers from an overdose of quirk. And Neil LaBute's In a Forest, Dark and Deep turns out not to be so dark or deep after all. According to Justin Hayford's lead review, it's fairly obvious and mechanical.
"There's too much material in Chicago," one Onion writer told us. "With your mayor, the aldermen, and the Cubs, it's just not enough of a challenge."
I spent an entire bus ride to the Genius Bar and back today pondering exactly that. Below the jump are some of my guesses. Note: though these are like 98 percent jokes, there's still part of me that wonders if, given an entire 32 more chapters, we might end up seeing at least one of these.
I've got to admit I never heard of Shock, legend though he's supposed to be, until I got the notice about the benefit this afternoon. But I've been watching videos of him since then. Telling hip jokes and tales in a good-ol'-boy drawl, reminiscing about his prison term in New Orleans, he's kind of what you might expect if Charles Bukowski and Johnny Cash had a baby and let Lenny Bruce raise it. He's also got guts: since the diagnosis on December 14, he's been taping regular "cancer chronicles" that can be seen on Youtube. I say he deserves to live.
The benefit is scheduled for tonight at 10 PM at the Lincoln Lodge, 4008 N. Lincoln. Cost is $10.

