Went to the Comedy Studio again last Thursday. My set was kind of “meh,” but that night was really lightly attended. Out of the three rows of tables in the club, only one was filled, so I couldn’t benefit from the energy of a full room, but at least people were listening and responding, and it does kind of pick up near the end. We’ll see how I fare next month.
Oh, you can hear the host, Rick Canavan, saying “he was disappointed” in himself, but it cuts off him saying that he was disappointed because he didn’t try to touch my dick as I got off stage.
Dad, unless you want to hear some stories of a personal nature, I suggest you sit this one out. Not saying I’m afraid of you listening, just saying YOU might not find it comfortable.
Yeah, there’s a new chunk of stuff that I’m working on that can be described as “sordid tales from my recent past,” and it all started one weekend when I got drunk with Alex and told him a bunch of these stories, which he thought were even funnier than what I had been doing on stage, so, of course, he urged me to make it part of my act.
The thought had crossed my mind before, but I was always afraid of being too uncomfortable to say stuff that personal on stage, or even worse, making my audience really uncomfortable instead. However, I’ve learned that the only way you get better as a comedian is to confront the awkward and uncomfortable and force yourself to own it. I actually had an interesting experience where I went to an open mike I hadn’t gone to in a while, and when I started doing all of this new material, not only did it get laughs, but one of the regulars had this amused look of incredulity on his face, like he didn’t expect this to be coming out of my mouth. It made me feel like I was growing up, after a fashion.
This set is at Rock Bar on a show run by Neil Thornton and Frank Liotti, two comics who like me way more than I deserve. I figured a gay bar on Christopher Street was as good a place as any to risk going dirty, and I think the audience agreed. Added bonus of this video is there’s no music blasting in the background to ruin the sound quality.
Sometimes I go on stage and do things that aren’t comedy. Karaoke, specifically, is one of my big loves. My girlfriend, an equal karaoke fanatic, found a karaoke night at this music venue called Arlene’s Grocery in SoHo, where they have karaoke performed by a live band (so, technically not karaoke, since “karaoke” comes from the Japanese words meaning “empty orchestra”), so I had to exploit this chance to be a musical attention whore.
I figure my fans (or just Dad) might appreciate a video of me having some fun.
Easiest way to not get embarrassed at karaoke? Pick a song that you can SCREAM instead of sing!
I’m pretty proud of myself that in the last three months, all of my taped sets have had some new material in them and I haven’t done ENTIRELY the same routine twice. This video has some new bits, one of them actually one I actually wrote a long time ago and just never threw into my regular stage rotation.
This show went really well, but it was also a show where another comedian got a big laugh off a joke about gender-neutral pronouns, so that shows the kinds of rooms I seem to work best in.
Everyone who knew me when I started out in Boston two years ago who sees me now says I’m miles better than I was then, and I think I know the core reason why: When I first started out, I was concerned with just writing jokes. Boston comedians tend to be very strong joke writers, very tight and polished and clever. Moving to New York, I saw a real shift away from just jokes and more emphasis on linking some kind of visceral feeling into what you say onstage, sort of making the comedy an act of sharing and engaging on a deep emotional level beyond the joke, and I had a real sink-or-swim reaction to that which caused me to shift my writing style, which I think I’ve started to really enjoy and thrive with.
The best example on this video is the cell phone bit. That came out of a 100% real experience, and my frustration in the situation is 100% real, and I think it comes through, and that’s why it works so well. Alex likes that bit a lot and says I should try and write more jokes like that that let my actual feelings come out.
Hopefully the fact that my new material has been playing so well in Boston bodes well for my attempt to enter this year’s Boston Comedy Festival, but we will see.
Hello fans and followers. Last night I went up to Boston again to ingratiate myself with the Harvard Square liberals. Judging by the reaction in this video, I think it worked.