Q&A: David Cross

David Cross hasn’t been to Kansas City since suffering the drunken mindfuck he describes at length on his Grammy-nominated first album, 2003’s Shut Up, You Fucking Baby. Launching into his tale of how he came to be undone by booze and the medium-lousy band Harlow, he says he started the night alone because he had no friends in Kansas City. “And good for my friends,” he says.

That cheap shot hasn’t stopped Cross fans here from quoting lines from that bit most of this decade. If you’re reading this, you probably know someone who has affected a low, nasal voice and told you to “answer your telephone” — or you’ve done it yourself.

Still, knowing that all the liquor in Westport wasn’t enough to endear KC to the comedy hero of Mr. Show, Arrested Development and the upcoming Channel 4 show The Increasingly Poor Decisions of Todd Margaret — well, that’s disappointing. Cross is showing a segment of that new show, which he has co-written, to some audiences on his new tour, which stops tonight at the Midland downtown. (The show’s at 8; Todd Glass opens.) He won’t run into any acts from VH1’s Bands on the Run, so the way seems clear for him to like us this time.

The occasion for Cross’ tour is I Drink for a Reason, his new book of short essays, lists and tangents. It’s his first book, and at this writing, it’s holding at No. 32 on the New York Times hardcover best-seller list.

I talked to Cross for a few minutes last week as his tour got under way. I blame the flop-sweat inferiority complex induced by a quick refresher with the Harlow-Kansas City track from Shut Up for some weak questions. So if Cross still thinks KC is lame, it’s probably all my fault.

So, uh, you’re coming back to Kansas City …

I’m sorry. I can only apologize so many times. No, seriously, I just remembered that the airline lost my luggage coming into Kansas City for that show, so I had to wing around 20 minutes that I normally would have had stuff.