Stand up comedy has been very good to me. Don’t get me wrong, I still live in my car, but I’ve made some improvements. It’s now a two story Hyundai convertible with a pool and jacuzzi in the back seat. Yep, I’ve come a long way.
The world of stand up comedy is bizarre at best. Just like others who perform solo, whether it be a singer/musician, an actor, news reporter, you work very hard trying to create an act that will be pleasantly received by the people who can make or break your career.
Hollywood, Nashville, New York… It’s all the same game. “You’re just not what we’re looking for.” “Really? What are you looking for?” “I don’t know, but I’ll know it when I see it.” Really? Not even a hint? Thanks for the information, Mr. Miyagi, I think I’m going to need some drinks. Lots of them.
You have to persevere no matter what obstacles are in your way. I worked on comedy stages, some large, many small for five years, for free. Yet here in this town there are a couple of ‘workout rooms’ plus an open mic night in one of the three big and beautiful clubs. I always get a kick out of the newbies who ask the club owner, “So how long before I start getting paid? Adorable.