Well okay, not live exactly. It was live at some point. Last Friday to be exact.
I did my first real show in a while last Friday. I was back at the New York Comedy Club (my stomping grounds), but this time with a new producer. The old producer I would frequently work with was cool, and I’ll still do a show with him from time to time, but I am realy focusing on working with some new people.
The show went great (for me at least). There was a pretty decent turnout, I had some friends come to see me who hadn’t gotten to see me before, and most important of all, I was on fire. (Okay, maybe I should tone that down a little. I want to temper your expectations before you watch the video.)
I needed a show like this in the worst way. I was starting to get really disenchanted with the whole stand up thing. It was beginning to feel like a hassle to do shows. I said when I started doing this, that I was doing it primarily for fun. Once it starts to feel like work, I am out. Between nights with empty clubs, and overbooked shows, and crap producers, it was absolutely starting to feel like work. I had just been telling someone that I am missing the joy that I had when I first started. I was no longer excited to get up on that stage. I needed a boost. (Standup steroids?)
As I sat outside of the club putting my set together on Friday, I decided to switch my approach a little. I was going to talk on stage just like I would talk to a friend. Once I got up that place would be my living room. It’s one thing to say these things in your head before the show, and it’s another thing to actually do it. I am very happy that I was able to put this theory into practice. It felt really good up there.