So as many of you know by now, I am a fledgling stand up comedian. In New York City no less. Needless to say it is not easy. Some nights are way better than others. Saturday was a good night. A really good night.
I did my first show of the year on Saturday. I couldn’t wait to get on stage. I had so much material I wanted to try out, more than I even had time for. I was also excited because there was a good possibility that I had a special guest in attendance; Xanga John. I hadn’t met John before, so it was hard for me to know if he was there or not. All I knew was that I had five guests in attendance and I only knew of four. I was pretty sure the fifth was him.
I went on and did my set. I felt really good up there. I felt different than I had before. Its kind of hard to esxplain exactly, but you know how athletes say the game slows down for them as they progress, that is how things felt for me up on stage that night. When I went to the back I was congratulated by many of the other comics. The producer of the show came over and told me that the new stuff was brilliant. This does not happen very often.
After the show, John found me and introduced himself. It was so cool to finally meet. We went to a bar up the block afterwards and had some drinks. He is a really down to earth guy. We ended up talking for almost three hours. One of the things we talked about was how I need to learn how to market myself better. He told me that I’ve got the funny part down, now I need to learn how to be a whore. Yes a whore.
I told him I didn’t know how to be a good whore. I wouldn’t even know where to begin. Here is where he brought up something I’ve been thinking about all week. He asked me what my angle is. As a comedian and as a writer, what is my angle? I have no frigging clue. At first I wasn’t sure what he meant. He explained that right now, my only angle is that I’m funny. That means that I am competing against 100% of comedians out there who all claim to be funny. Now say I was an angry lesbian comic. Now I am only competing against the 5% of comics who are angry lesbian.
“You need to find your angry lesbian.” That’s how he summed it all up in the end.
You know at first I had no clue what he was saying, but in the end it all made sense. What am I selling? Who am I selling it to? What sets me apart from all the other douchebags selling the same thing?
So Chris Rock’s angle is race, Lewis Black is an angry Jew, Jeff Foxworthy is a redneck (and he sucks). What is my angle for my stand up and my writing? Help me out here guys.
Oh and here’s a clip from Saturday