2017

Happy … ugh can we say all agree its not so new year.

Its a new year so why not dust of the ole’ keyboard and get to clacking again. If you’re like me your probably noticing 4 kilos extra round the  breadbasket and depleted funds spent on crappy gifts your relatives will use once.  Consumerism wins again! So what now? Its a not so new year and its everybody’s year. Theoretically many people will take L’s this year,  #justsaying.  So far in 2017, I have managed to fight off a fever, pay off an outstanding  debt, and loose 3 of those 4 kilos, #adulting!  

Last week I went back home for the holidays (NYC) and came to a realization that you can’t choose family, but can choose career. As a comic  New York City is what mecca is to Muslims. You should pay homage and visit if you are a devout stand-up comedian. Not only NY but  L.A., Montreal, London, Melbourne really any other hotbed of humor. Travel fam!  I did a couple mics and man there is nothing more humbling than telling jokes that don’t land in a half empty room in front of other comics.  What it does is makes your sets stronger because chances are if you can get comedians to laugh you can kill a crowd!   

Besides open mics and eating dollar slices, I went to see stand-up, not just any stand-up,  world class stand-up. I saw Mark Normad, Marc Maron and Louis C.K. at a sold out Town hall show in Times square. To say it was hilarious show is an understatement. I laughed till I cried, I laughed so hard it hurt.  I left that show feeling high as an astronaut tripping on ayahuasca during burning man, but also  “WOW I NEED TO WRITE WAY MORE”.  It was like watching a coder create code blindfolded, hanging upside-down, with their hands tied behind the back in a matter of seconds.  Flawless, undeniable funny. Not only did they both kill, the audience was a full on melting pot full of Jews, blacks, Spanish, and non-Jews of different, ages and genders. Universal crowd.  

Epiphany is not a black girls name. 

 

EPIPHANY! I realized inspiration does not happen in a vacuum.  Me wanting this “magic” moment to happen is movie malarky. I needed to get out there and see some sh#t, world class sh#t! Get my hands dirty, see how the sausage get made, join a gang. (j/k I  didn’t do that). That is if you want your art to be universal. Stockholm is dope creatively, but as a creative it was imperative I make an effort to visit other comedy cities. It may not be as mind altering as an LSD trip but when inspiration hits, profundity happens. I want to make my  comedy INTERNATIONALLY dope.  So I’m going to see Eddie Pepitone at[tooltip text=”Tooltip Text goes here” trigger=”hover”] Brooklyn Bar[/tooltip] and write more.  These are my first steps of the year towards that goal but first i need to vacuum. 

Happy 2017!

Stay Hip!

Create!

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