I just don't. Comedy isn't supposed to be serious. Tonight was a fucking battlefield in comedy. I didn't suck or anything but that audience sure did everything in its collective power to strive for that. What the hell is wrong with people who go into a club....PAY to get into a club....and go in totaled. I think it was Jerry Seinfeld who used to say that there was no such thing as a bad audience. Bullshit. Not when about of third of them are missing pupils because they are tripping on something. Nothing on this planet shy of throwing a strobe into my act that can save that.
This is a club where we don't do audience work. It is frowned upon because it is a small space. Addressing the emotionally needy is a recipe for complete loss of control in a seven minute set and then spreading it into the next comics seven minute set. I have a feeling if we worked the audience, this probably would have picked up the show a little but it would contain very few jokes. Sorry folks, we get the attention this time, not you.
This line did not have one weak comic on the line up. Not ONE. And, because of that, no one completely bit the dust. We all have the skills to at least get some laughs out the rocks. But no one had the set that they could have. And so fuck you, audience. Thank you for at least laughing some times but I needed the tape. Next time at least take ectasy.
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