Once in a while I think how nice it would be to be on a stage with nothing but a stool, some water and a towel... umm... I didn't mean that... I mean't stand up comedy you tool.
I dug myself a deep hole and buried myself in Comedy Central Shows. It's hilarious.
I may come up with class stuff once in a while but it's all about the delivery. My current one would be "you know why some people are terrorists? cos they got they telly-banned" and that's not the end of it. It goes on and on and on... like an energizer battery.
Thinking again... I wouldn't be that great... Unless of course my whole life was about stand up comedy. Here's the deal with stage gigs. You start out entertaining for free, as people get to know you, you get on bigger stages. You then start being an add-in in movies after which you start touring. You really, really, really need the publicity. Like they say, there's no such thing as bad publicity.
Most American Standups revolve around racist jokes and sex.
The rest center around the mundane human existance, politics and almost everything else under the sun... like turds. Think of Jerry Seinfeld or George Carlin. They're good...
I like the mic in my face, the audience, the applause. I like the limelight. But all in moderation.
*laughs*
A moment of silence for Mitch Hedberg who passed away in 2005 from drug overdose.
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