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jellabyjones said: WHAT? YOU GOT TO TALK TO DONALD GLOVER?! He’s up there for me with bill hader. that’s not true. bill hader is still amazing, but I like donald glover a lot.
Um, yeah…I got to briefly talk to him after the show. Lately, I’ve been finding I need to use the bathroom after the show and I always get stuck on the end of the ladies room line. Sucks for my bladder, but it means my friends have to wait up for me. And that 5 minute delay between the end of the show and when I meet up with my friends is usually the amount of time it takes the talent to make its way out of the UCB. So, that’s exactly how I found myself in the embarrassing Simon Amstell situation two weeks ago, and it’s how I found myself standing in the UCB lobby as Donald Glover was leaving the other night. However, I was actually cool this time around. Most of that is probably because Donald Glover is way more approachable than a lot of other famous comics in real life. You wouldn’t think so with all his buzz, but it’s true.
I think Whiplash is becoming my weekly ritual in NYC. It was awesome as usual last night. I finally got to see Hannibal Burress do stand up. I’ve seen some grainy clips online, but they don’t do him justice at all. His delivery was phenomenal. Truly amazing. In the ladies room line after the show, girls were still laughing about his Ramen Noodle joke. I had mixed feelings about Arden Myrin’s set. Those stem completely from my own creative crisis right now. It was just really odd seeing a seasoned performer who is over 10 years older than me rely on the same crutches I use as a 25 year old novice stand up. Finally, Donald Glover was the headliner. I know everyone always says this, but he’s gotten really good in a short amount of time. In fact, I could even see growth from a month ago in his polish and presence. He really impressed me last night with how he firmly handled a heckler without being an asshole. I also got to briefly chat with him after the show and he’s super nice!
Leo Allen was not hosting last night. I forget the name of who did. I also, unfortunately, forget the name of the first comic. I’m such a bad reviewer! But rest assured, even though Leo was out, Sharron still got her saki. Not her Lou Gehrig baseball or edition of The Economist, but she got her saki, and that’s what really matters.
I think I was touched by a comedy angel this morning. For reals.
I woke up 15 minutes early with a single thought in my head: You are going to fail your UCB Sketch 101 class. How? By not seeing TWO sketch shows at the UCB. I’ve seen one, but put off the other. And this morning it hit me that if I did not find a way to see a show tonight, I was not going to be able to by next Thursday. I even had a premonition of my teacher starting to use me as his example of a student who failed because of the two sketch rule, complete with him pointing at me while telling the other class. “See what I told you! It’s RIDICULOUS that she’s failing the class!”
So I immediately logged onto the UCB schedule and discovered to my horror that the only upcoming sketch performances were on nights I was not free…except…a double header of Dominate Yourself/Prison Freaks tonight at 9:30pm. I’d been avoiding other shows with Prison Freaks on the bill as I’d already seen it before my UCB class started. However, it’ll have to do. The only catch? I’m on the Cast List for Motel Luca—an open mic that starts at 7:30pm and would go on until around 10pm.
My plan? Try to coerce the Motel Luca staff to put me in the first half of tonight’s line up, leave there by 9pm, see the 9:30pm sketch show, and then if I survive, reward myself with Whiplash at 11pm. The headliner is Hannibal Burress. Yay! But seriously, I would not even have considered this plan had it not been for the weird premonition I woke up with this morning. It was truly other worldly. Like I time traveled from a future where my life was ruined by failing Sketch 101 and implanted the warning in my head.
Now I just need to figure out how to do laundry this week.
Which means I can also check out the open mic at the Woodshed today, and then see where the night takes me—maybe to the PIT to see The Summit, maybe more stand up, maybe a night out with friends, or maybe I’ll work on some of the other projects in the pipeline.
Gloria Steinem was a playboy bunny and is married to Christian Bale’s dad. Your point is invalid.
But seriously, do you think Sarah Palin would have even been able to run as a Vice Presidential candidate if women like Steinem hadn’t come first? Without “fractious feminists”, beauty queen contestants like Palin would have been taught to only answer questions in polite responses and we would never have been given the pleasure of “Joe the Plumber”, “A pitbull in lipstick” or “The Dutch…they have dykes!”. Also, what does “fragrant” have to do with feminism?
Three different opportunities have recently presented themselves to me.
One is just a continuation of Apiary stuff. I finally heard back on all of my pitches from last week. Turns out they didn’t suck, so I get to develop them all. Which would be great, but I now have work to do at work…that I am currently procrastinating upon…
Two is I found out yesterday that I made the cast list for tomorrow’s Ochi’s Motel mic at Comix. I need to cobble together 4.5 minutes of decent material. Don’t get me wrong—I have 4.5 minutes of material. I probably have 10 minutes. Is it good? Meh… I’ll test some new jokes tonight at the PIT. But I’m more nervous about this than I ever am for Bring It. Ochi’s is kind of a more legit open mic in my mind AND none of my friends will be there to support me. It’s definitely a do-or-die situation.
Three—and I wrote about this yesterday before deciding to delete the post—is that the Magnet is accepting submissions for a new sketch writing team. So I need to figure out what I have that is strongest, edit it and get it in by July 1.
So that’s all new. And I still have improv class tonight. I have my UCB sketch writing class Thursday (I have a sketch I can bring in for this that I wrote yesterday, but it doesn’t quite fit the assignment). I have my Magnet sketch class on Sunday. I have to work. I have to sleep. I have to invest in 4 hour energy drinks.
I just had to call a hotel in Dublin to track down a receipt. It was very odd introducing myself with my super Irish name in my super American accent to a woman in Ireland who sounded like she was from Eastern Europe.
Last night I got into a bizarre debate with the men in my sketch class about Dutch playboy and literal lady killer, Joran van der Sloot. I tried to explain how I found the ‘playboy’ moniker and his ability to get all these girls ridiculous because I don’t think he’s good looking. The guys in my class all vehemently disagreed. They were saying how handsome he is, how rich, young, accomplished, world traveled, cool, calm, confident. They basically had boy boner for van der Sloot. We’re supposed to write a topical sketch next week ripped from the headlines, but I almost want to write a sketch just like what happened last night—where a group of guy friends are trying to convince a girl she’d totally fall for, and get raped and murdered by van der Sloot.
Joran van der Sloot—he’s a cool kind of guy. (NOT! He looks like a Neanderthal turtle!)
(maybe ~sheding some light~ will result in nbc being all like “omg these nerds are great, let’s give them all tickets!”)
The word “underbelly” seems pretty negative, idk.
Yeah, I’m kinda iffy on it too. I think this could either be really interesting or just…
Hey guys…so I’ve submitted quite a few things to The Apiary in the last month and here’s the deal with them: they are all about POSITIVE press. My submissions that didn’t get posted were rejected because they were too mean. If you check the website everything they post lovingly promotes people in the community. I wouldn’t be too afraid of a creepy spin. The only thing that might come up is the fans here tend to skew more female, which is wonderful because now the larger comedy community will know that there ARE women who are nuts about sketch, improv and stand up. All in all, I wouldn’t be worried about the tone.
Also, Nate Sloan, the editor for The Apiary follows me. I follow and reblog some of you. If he saw Amy’s original Q&A on her site, he would have found the link to her tumblr and noticed the sprawling community from there. Essentially, I’m saying you’re not as hidden on here as you think. There’s nothing creepy about The Apiary knowing. In fact, I’d be worried if someone ran a comedy blog, followed a few of us on tumblr and didn’t cotton to the fact there’s something grassroots happening here. It’s a good thing.
“Yeah, you were awesome!" "Thank you." "Yeah, I’ve seen your show, Nevermind the Buzzcocks, on youtube because they don’t play it in America!”—
—Me, at 1:10am, outside the UCB theater talking to Simon Amstell.
So…I believe I’m falling into a holding pattern where at least once a week I get the opportunity to embarrass myself in front of someone in comedy I admire. Sometimes I resist the urge to make myself look foolish; other times I kind of just go with it and wince later. Last night was definitely a “wince later” moment. In fact, I feel like the above quotation might be a possible contender for the “I carried a watermelon” award. You know, one of those things you say trying to be cool and as soon as it leaves your mouth you just know it isn’t cool at all. But you know something? I think I’d rather say something nice to people I admire and risk coming off like a weirdo than hold my silence out of fear.
Of course, telling a UK comic that you watch their old show on youtube because they don’t play it in America isn’t so much nice as patently bizarre. But hey, I’ll take what I can get at 1am, hopped up on two glasses of wine and an empty stomach.
Wasting time at work by practicing late night monologue jokes…examples:
"Thirteen year old Kayla Manson used the ‘c-word’ twice on the Today show this morning. Kids these days might be juvenile delinquents, but at least we know they’re acing their vocabulary tests."
"Over in Afghanistan, General Stanley McCrystal acknowledged that withdrawl from the region would take longer than initially anticipated, making the nine year long offensive the longest war in U.S. history that was declared a victory three years after it began."
Well, eventually I’ll write a few good ones…still have ten days to produce three that are decent. Yay to challenges!
“Katy Perry attacked Lady Gaga’s new music video yesterday by tweeting, “Using blasphemy as entertainment is as cheap as a comedian telling a fart joke.” Her statement should not be confused with using girl on girl makeouts as entertainment, which is as cheap as a comedian telling any joke.”—Okay, so my Magnet class finally got really interesting. The next assignment is to bring three Late Night monologue/Weekend Update like jokes to class, as well as pitch a desk piece (like Top Ten, Headlines or In the Year 2000). The suggestion regarding the monologue jokes was to write 20 and pick the best three to class next Sunday. I wrote three on the World Cup last night in a writers meet up. I just came up with this. Not great, I know, but maybe I’ll post a couple a day until next week and we’ll see progress. If you really like it, please like it, so I can narrow down which ones to present to class. Yay!
After improv class, I did “stand up”* at the PIT’s open mic with some friends. It wasn’t good, but I feel good about it. I immediately learned so much and understand now how much more I need to prepare (which will take time) and how much more I need to develop comfort on stage (which will also take time). But I did it. That was probably the biggest hurdle.
The best part of last night was going back to Mustang Sally’s after the show and seeing the bar full of friends who were excited to hear about what I’d just done. And then, I got to work on some monologue joke set ups with some guys from my Magnet class. Life’s great, and I can’t complain.
Okay, so I think Whiplash might be the best show I’ve seen in NYC so far. The energy is amazing. The talent always second to none. Oh, yes, and it’s free.
Last night’s show saw Anthony Jeselnick try out jokes about abortions and suicides (you know, his thing). I loved how he took in each joke’s response and made a joke out of check-marking his notes. Then Seth Herzog completely won my heart by discussing keytars and illustrating how the Pips hate the guy on that “Midnight Train to Georgia”. Eugene Mirman was barrels of fun, discussing tea parties and hot meals. Then came John Mulaney, who again described his prostate exam (I’m thinking this bit is poised to be the new “Best Meal I Ever Had”) and pitched a Julie and Julia style version of the Diary of Anne Frank where we simultaneously follow Hitler. Oh, and then Zach Galifiankis closed the show with some ridiculous crowd work. Last, but not least, host Leo Allen did a really strong intro despite his sore throat (I kept trying to tell him “salt water gargle!”).
So, essentially, if you live in New York and were not at the UCB from 11pm-1am, your life is pain.