You know when you have the perfect comeback to something someone said to you 20 minutes later... comedy can be like that.
Once again hit the Comedy Underground open mic. Cathy mentioned that there was an open mic at Mainstage Comedy, then she said "See you there." Hell. Fucks. No. I'm just starting to break even on nerves with all of this, there's no fucking WAY I'm going to put shit in front of her until it is GOLD. I hope that's not too far away. (Addendum: I found out that "See you there was from the forwarded email, not Cathy. Oh well.)
It was dead when we got to CU tonight. Joe (asshole) came again as well as my friend Paul who put together a set who also brought a friend. There weren't a lot of people who came in until 5 minutes before we started when a crowd of biker/hipsters (read: hipsters) came in for someone's birthday. This was the first time there was more audience than comics which made for a good vibe. Even though Paul and I signed up relatively early we were thrown onto the end of the list (seeing a trend here... it's who you know).
Everybody made reference to or played to the birthday girl/crowd. I decided at a certain point to throw out my set and try to riff off of her. The emcee at the top of the show made a Dirty Dancing reference (the title of this entry specifically) and said it was a Dirty Dancing theme night, so when I went up ('bout an hour and a half after the joke was made), I serenaded the birthday girl with "I, had, the time of my life..." and then went to talk to her. She was cool and rolled with it and I had fun doing it. (I asked her why the fuck she'd spend her birthday at an open mic, "Hey, I want to get all of my friends together and feel awkward and uncomfortable for about 2 hours") Her friends seemed to respond to it well as well. By the time I was done with her I was at my 1 minute warning so I just threw in a short bit I though up a few days ago. It went well BUUUUUUUUT what I SHOULD'VE done is realized that this crowd was perfect for my cocaine bit 'cause they were exactly the hipsters the bit was designed after... it would've fucking KILLED on top of the fact I could reference them directly. It would've been the perfect fusion of audience riffing and prepared material. I will kick myself for awhile for that one.
My buddy Paul went up who is a really funny guy as it is. To my knowledge this was his first open mic and he decided to do it two days ago. He had a lot of personality on stage and his set was 1 part great shit that landed, 1 part stuff that needed work, and 1 part the most awkward, uncomfortable over the top dick jokes I've seen yet. If it was just that it could've been very painful, but coupled with the fact that he was landing stuff it had kind of a bonus power behind it, kind of like "Oh he's a funny guy, but why is he doing that? Is it bad or deliberate?" I was dying personally.
I feel good that open mics are becoming a regular thing for me. My goal is twice a week and I think if I keep on that and keep working the material I've got, it wont be long before I have a good set to put up. Now I just have to figure out how to get a fucking show. It occurred to me that I have no idea. I figure I just keep slinging the open mics until someone asks me. My fear is that I'll have to fall into some social click to do that, which I'm not very good at. I like the friends I have and I'm not really into kissing people's butts. I don't think it has to come to that, it's just a paranoia I have.
I wonder if you're out there. I wonder if you are reading this. If you are I hope you enjoy it. It's good for me but I want it to be entertaining for you too. Who can tell?
Lesson: Know your audience and use your material accordingly.
Backup lesson: Being huddled up in a corner using the microphone in reference to autofelatio is a tough sell, use with caution (big thanks to Paul for that lesson).