“Experimental” is too clichéd a description for a multitalented performer as highly magnetic, impressively original and infinitely castable as Ian Abramson. Though the 26-year-old grew up in Moreno Valley and studied theater at Cal State Channel Islands, in early 2012 he made the bold (and laudable) move to immerse himself in Chicago's rigorous improv scene before recently returning to L.A. He's contributed to The Onion, toured on the Oddball Comedy Festival and created high-concept shows such as UCB Sunset's Seven Minutes in Purgatory (comics perform alone in front of a camera with no sense of how the audience, seated in another room, is reacting) and Nerdmelt Showroom's Funeral for a Prop Comic (Carrot Top meets the Catskills). Abramson's refreshing modesty belies a timeless whirlwind physicality à la John Belushi or Jackie Gleason combined with meticulous wordplay heightened by meta-absurdist caricature.
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