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Number Five

Friday, March 12th, 2010

I should probably make this blog consistant. Shame on me.

Last night was the fifth time up on stage at The Liquid Zoo. Other comics go around to numerous open-mics to work on material and I still only go to one on a weekly basis. With help, which I’m finding is readily offered, I can improve and start doing this more frequently and eventually getting paid for this activity. Supplimental income is a good thing.

It felt like my best set to date. That same high I felt after doing it the second time came back. It was even better this go around. I had inadvertantly started promoting myself, resulting in my brother and a couple of his friends coming in. I was almost as nervous at the first go round for a week beforehand when he told me he was going to come.

Thought I wasn’t quite ready and maybe I wasn’t, but the results were better than expected. I started going into things I hadn’t written anything for. I even yelled at a drunk to shut up when she started to demand I sing. That was awesome.

There seems to be a certian level of drunkeness that works for me on stage. The previous week had me a little too out of it. This last time, just about right. I could probably be fine doing it sober, but it’s sort of expected that a comic should drink. I promise, I’m not an alcoholic.

Back at the Zoo Part 2

Friday, February 5th, 2010

Well… crap, I’ve done a poor job of doing interesting things around LA. The blog’s a work in progress as is my social life. There’s a planned visit to Six Flags later in the month. That will be blogged! Also… possibly a blog about traffic school. Red means stop, apparently.

So, yes… about that title… I have done it. I got up on the stage and took the mic for a second time down at The Liquid Zoo. Suprisingly, I was nowhere near as terrified as the first go. This time, I was capable of noticing the audience reaction and my own disappointment with them. Though, as I understand it, this is to be expected at open mics.

I had gone out to see two friend-comics on Saturday night and a talk with one, while he politely walked me to my car, lead to the idea of memorizing my bits in order to force myself to remember them. I wrote some very quick reminder notes in the palm of my hand so I could remember what I wanted to say and stepped up on stage, completely expecting to feel the same way I did that first night.

Perhaps it was the alcohol, but I wasn’t feeling terribly inebriated when it was my turn to go up. It was a rush this time. Felt great, despite the lackluster responses. Some things just may not be that funny. I didn’t get any negative responses, so I guess that’s good. Not one groan because I only resort to puns when I feel like being stupid.

I have one solid joke I intend to keep using. All others can be altered since it seems they weren’t nearly as strong as I had thought. It’s a trial and error kind of thing. You have to throw the stuff out there and see what sticks. It’s very much like trouble shooting. Oh, this doesn’t work, cut it out. This seems to be ok, keep it, maybe add some insulation.

That’s two down before my birthday. Three now seems like an awfully small number. I’ll be back there next week and/or quite possibly somewhere else before that. We’ll see what happens.

No Wayanses this time.

Back at the Zoo

Thursday, January 28th, 2010

So… Marlon and Shawn returned to the Liquid Zoo last night. Our illustrious host was absent due to having a paying gig, so the host for last night’s open mic was Chris. There were several Chrises and I failed to remember last names, save for one I had heard before, so no last name for this Chris… for now.

I know I’ve labeled this an LA blog, but Van Nuys is close enough to count, so I’m not categorizing it in the Out of Town category(as of this posting, there’s nothing under that category… but there will be).

This was my third night going to comedy open mic at the Zoo, and this was my time to finally give it a shot. Last time I tried to do comedy, I paniced and ran away crying in the rain. Really… it’s highly important to have material if you’re auditioning for a ventriloquist act in the High School talent show.

I decided earlier on in the week that this was the night I was going to go up. Plenty of crazy shit happened to me on the days leading up to it. Got a flat. Helped my brother/roommate after the same happened to him. Went to a celebrity birthday party(a couple days later tried to look up Sweedish porn with the same said celebrity(hint: it’s somehow related to muppets)).

I assumed all this crazy shit was the universe pushing me in the direction of going for the stage. I went in wanting to be #4 on the list. I didn’t get to choose, but somehow I was listed at #4. Spooky. I ended up being #5, Chris telling me, “You’re next, ” when #4 was called up.

Suddenly I found myself terrified. Heart racing. I’m Rabbit from 8 Mile, though falling short of vomiting in the bathroom. I wanted to run up to Chris and beg for a pair of scissors to cut off the wristband coverd in smiley faces hat implied that I was a comic ready for the stage. Instead I took that left turn while #4 was still on stage and spent a short minute or two in the restroom reminding myself of how I said I would hate myself if I didn’t go up.

I was able to find myself back in the audience, in a nice, comfortable, dark corner before heading up. I got applause coming up, thanks to the host. I started with my name and a joke on that. Got a laugh. Maybe not the best one, but I got it. Being up there, lights in my eyes, didn’t make the fear go away. I had to think like Shinji Ikari, I musn’t run away. I musn’t run away. I almost did after stumbling a bit to get started.

My mind blanked out, but I had notes. Notes related to what I wanted to say. I got applause following telling my age and having recently turned it. I had a bit of a stride going and, though I was still stuttering and scared, I felt less like running away.

I was rather happy to get the signal for time. Yes, partially because I could leave the small stage, but mostly because I had been able to fill the time. I was in part afraid I wouldn’t fill the time.

I stepped off, got applause, again, thanks to the host. I love comedy hosts. They will be my friend forever now. (So far)Always eager to give support to the comic on the stage no matter how bad his act may be.

I was pleased with myself. I had gotten a few laughs and applause(whether I deserved it or not, I got it). It was a good first run. I’m going to work on the stuff I felt worked, remove some condesending shit, and add something else, possibly related to work, and do it again. The goal is at least three times on stage before my birthday at the end of April. One down, two to go. Maybe I’ll do three before March.