Modified On April 12, 2005
It’s been a bad week for Brad Trackman.
First, some guy shows up at a comedy club, heckling the comics and claiming to be Brad Trackman’s father. (And threatens to return at the end of the month!)
Then, someone claiming to be Brad Trackman has left seven or eight messages on the SHECKYmagazine.com voicemail threatening to injure Editor Brian McKim! (And sent along some frothing-at-the-mouth emails!) Following is a transcript of one of those voicemails:
Phone Message
Time: 12:43 PM Date: April 12, 2005Hey, Brian, this is Brad Trackman. I just received your email. Uh, what’s the deal with you not being man enough to give me a call? Dude, it’s “what you know to be true?” It wasn’t my fucking father, you fucking piece of shit. I mean, come on. Dude, I cannot wait to run into you…in person…okay? Be a man. Call me on the phone. I have your address where you live, too. And I’m very familiar with New Jersey. I’ll make a point… of, uh… of running into you. Real soon.
What is your problem dude? I don’t even know you. You’re some fucking hack who needs to write a fucking publication… Any comedian doesn’t need to have a magazine like this in the first place… I talked to Tony Comacho at Rascals. He says he doesn’t even book you because you’re such a terrible comedian. What is going on dude? What is this personal attack against me? I want a retraction…all right? What the fuck?! He’s not my father! Uh, dude I am pissed. I cannot wait to get you.”
USA Today called us “Charming, sincere and helpful!”
Would you call him back? (McKim says, “You should hear the one where he calls me a ‘little fagot!'”)