By Matthew Wood
 
In FLIGHT OF THE CONCHORDS, the “band” — and we use the term loosely, since the band consists of no more than the two main characters, Bret and Jemaine, a manager whose day job is with the New Zealand consulate, and a $6 box filled with $4.27 — finds itself at that crossroads.
 
Faced with the prospect of eating food they find on the street, Bret decides to get a job as a sign-holder. Actually, both of them apply for the job, but Jemaine isn’t hired because he has a bad attitude (when told he needs to work on his people skills, Jemaine snaps back, “Shut up!”).
 
So, the band is put on hold, mostly because Bret can’t make practice as he thrives in his sign job. He wears a suit to work —  although it appears to be the same suit — every day. And, he talks on his new Bluetooth, even though he doesn’t know it’s supposed to be connected to a phone.
 
But, of course, Jemaine misses him. And, the band —  although it doesn’t sound much different with Jemaine on guitar and a tape of Bret on synthesizer — just isn’t the same.
 
Fortunately, Bret decides to go back to the band after his hot sign-holding coworker tells him she likes bands much more than signs (who knew?). And, fortunately, Bret gets back in, even though Jemaine already held auditions to replace him, and a guy named Brent already got the job. But, as I said before, Jemaine misses him, and that goes a long way in the music industry (or something like that).
 
I have to admit, I had my questions about the show the first time I saw last week’s premiere. But, I watched that first episode again a few days later and found myself continually laughing out loud. While that didn’t happen this time around, I still enjoyed the show. And, the music numbers —  which are interspersed throughout the show and woven into the plot —  are very well done.
 
If only they could take those songs and parlay them into an actual gig. In this episode, they get a chance to play at a booth to promote New Zealand, but Jemaine’s guitar-playing and the tape of Bret are overshadowed by the Australian booth’s bikini-clad entertainers.
 
So, now the boys are back where they started, although Bret’s boss down at the sign-holding warehouse is letting him work around any gigs that may turn up. I’m thinking Bret might want to hold onto that day job —  or at least make a new tape for the next big show.