Come see Odious Ari in August and September at The Petting Pantry
a Vaudeville show
Saturday, August 21st
and Saturday, September 18th
at HM 157
3110 N Broadway, Los Angeles, CA 90031
1917-
Born and raised in South Williamsburg. Father was a cantor and mother was a dancer. Started performing as a child star in the 20s with his parents. Was famous for being able to take a kick in the gut. The act involved him being a bad boy and his father would say "Spare the rod and spoil the child" and then kick him in the gut.
Broke out on his own in the 30s during the height of the depression. Did a combination of magic, juggling, and pan-handling. Toured the midwest and poconos by freight train. Scraped a squalid living together. At the end of the 30s joined up with a traveling freak show playing the part of the world's smallest giant. Made some decent money finally. Fell in love with Poopsie Sassafras. Got her pregnant, married her and her siamese twin, Toodles. Had 15 children with the sisters. Got caught cheating with the bearded lady and they divorced him.
Went back to a solo act and back to the road during the 40s and 50s. Played waffle houses and buffets. Career went downhill. Vaudeville work dried up.
During the 60s and 70s worked as a janitor for an elementary school in Williamsburg. Performed magic at school functions and the local pizza restaurant. Tried to make a comeback in the 80s in Atlantic City by doing an open mic night on a Saturday at a comedy club. Got booed off the stage. Went back to janitorial job on Monday morning.
In the 90s had some health problems. The doctors said to stop drinking. Moved to Los Angeles to dry up. Checked into a clinic to try to stop. Upon leaving clinic, took the bus straight to the Palms. Thought it was a satellite of the Palms in Las Vegas. Went in found people he could relate to and all the Budweiser he could drink. He was never sure why the men there used the ladies room, but figured it was a ploy to pick up women. He tried the trick himself and didn't find it to be successful, always ending up with a handbag knocking him in the face.
In 2005, he met Miss Puddles at Donut Time on Santa Monica. She was hanging out with her friends there one night at 3am and trying to avoid arrest. He was stunned by her beauty and spunk. He immediately saw her potential as an assistant in his act and thought her beauty and wit just what he needed to make a comeback. He figured he'd save her from further life on the street and took her home. He proved to be the world's poorest sugar daddy. He was more like a sugar substitute daddy.
Come see them play soon at a venue near you!