Oh guys, this comedy world kills me. In the words of my grandma, “I tell you what.” I don’t know what that means exactly, but she uses that phrase frequently at the end of sentences that usually involve struggle so it just felt right. You know like, “my hip has been hurting like the dickens, I tell you what.” No, what Grandma?
Anyway, for as high as the highs are after a new joke does really well, or after a good improv show, the lows are just as low. Sometimes lower.
My relationship with comedy at the moment is a toxic one. Sometimes it makes me feel as bad as I’ve ever felt about myself, it makes me question every single thing I do. Yet I keep coming back hoping for that one moment of purely intoxicated happiness to return. I’ve experienced this feeling so I know it exists, but unfortunately I’ve also experienced its evil twin as well. Knowing you’re in control of an audience and have somehow made it into their “oh you’re funny and we’re going to laugh at you” graces is the best. On the flip side, knowing you’re not in control is the absolute worst.
For some reason as of just recently the nights of sitting at a bar alone, waiting for the list come out so I can write my name down in order to get my four minutes of time have gotten kind of tiresome. And I’ve barely been at this for a year. I regularly see comics who have been doing this for 5+ years, and much harder than I have. They go out night after night after night. Bar after bar after bar. Going out every single week night just gets to be a lot sometimes. Don’t any of these guys have blog posts to write I wonder? Or Harlows to snuggle with?
I guess if there’s anything I’ve learned, it’s that the world of open mics definitely isn’t for the weak. But it’s the moment of telling that one great joke that seems to captivate the entire room that makes it all worth it.
At least that’s what I tell myself…
If you ever get the chance to go watch an open mic, I highly suggest you do. And be a kind human and laugh at the comedians you see, even if they’re not funny. Chances are they’re anxious and tired and nervous and just chasing a dream.
And on that note here’s a few upcoming shows I have on the calendar. Come hang out! It will be fun!
The Funny Bone in Omaha- Friday, May 30th 9:45 p.m. (I’m opening for hilarious Brad Williams)
Chicago Women’s Funny Festival- Thursday, June 5th 9:00 p.m.
Crossroads Tavern in LaFayette, Colorado- Saturday, June 7th, 7:00 p.m. (this one is going to be a real blast!)
Zanies- Monday, June 16th 8:00 p.m.
That’s all I’ve got for today. Happy humpday. The three day weekend is getting closer!