Stephen Lynch

Musical comedy is polarizing, often dismissed as a crutch by standup purists. Lynch gets past the skepticism because he writes actual music. He isn’t playing three sloppy chords to reach a punchline. He writes fully realized songs. He fills theaters with crowds singing along to choruses they memorized years ago. He operates parallel to the traditional club circuit, functioning like a touring cult band whose lyrics happen to be jokes.

His best material relies on patience. He stretches a sincere, romantic setup for an uncomfortable amount of time to make the eventual drop steeper. When a track falls flat, the premise is usually thin, leaving shock value to carry the entire weight. On stage, his timing is precise. He lets an awful rhyming word hang in the silent room for a long beat before he strums the next chord.

That vocal ability isn’t a studio trick. He stepped away from comedy to star in the Broadway adaptation of The Wedding Singer, earning a Tony nomination before returning to his stool.