If you were to see an X-ray of Pablo Francisco’s cranium, it would be a meticulously constructed Rube Goldberg device. The sassy sorority voice kicks into drive a monologue about boning, which triggers a reaction in his human beatbox cortex. This series of bits, impressions and musical mockery continues to ignite Francisco’s frontal lobe until, finally, his act is over and everyone collapses, exhausted. It’s a sight to see. Francisco, part man, part comedy machine with frayed wiring, hops around his repertoire so fast that you are simply along for the ride, which has no breaks. And you get the feeling that it hasn’t been serviced in a while — so it may, at any moment take a jolting, uncomfortable shift in a dangerous direction. And it very well might, but that’s why you’re going this weekend to the Addison Improv, 4980 Belt Line Road, Suite 250. Whether or not Francisco toes the line of appropriateness is irrelevant. You go because you like the crazy, off-kilter, ride. Show times are 8 p.m. on Thursday; 8 p.m. and 10:30 p.m. on Friday; 6 :30 p.m., 9 p.m. and 11:30 p.m. on Saturday; and 7:30 p.m. On Sunday. Tickets cost up to $25. Visit www.improv.com.
Thu., Jan. 12, 8 p.m.; Fri., Jan. 13, 8 & 10:30 p.m.; Sat., Jan. 14, 6:30, 9 & 11:30 p.m.; Sun., Jan. 15, 7:30 p.m., 2012