Mae Planert

Planert stands at the mic with a loose slouch, leaning back on one hip as if she is recounting an argument outside a deli. Her delivery is slow and flat. When a punchline hinges on an ugly confession, like envying people she claims to pity or wanting praise for basic decency, she drops her pitch at the end of the sentence and lets the thought sit. If a crowd winces at an ungenerous thought about domestic life, she gives a tiny nod and stares back, daring anyone to pretend they have cleaner minds.

She works the New York club circuit from the ground up, built on years in basements and indie showcases rather than television breaks. Some listeners come to her through comedy podcasts like Risque Business News, while others arrive through her marriage to comic Mark Normand. On stage, though, she sounds nothing like his fast, vaudevillian bounce. Her rhythm is quiet, unhurried, and comfortable with silence.

Her material works best when she strips the sentiment out of domestic milestones. In Mae Planert…Who Is She?, marriage and pregnancy are treated less like personal milestones and more like daily inconveniences that threaten her nap schedule. The bits stumble only when she drifts into standard observations about true crime obsessions or broad generational habits, where the delivery carries more weight than the premise.

She grew up in Massachusetts, but her comedy came together in New York rooms: blunt, dry, and completely fine playing the villain.