It’s Not Funny

I avoid comedy competitions like they’re the Dave Matthews Band. A long time ago, I was in one. Actually, two. No, this isn’t the beginning of a bitter rant by another self-proclaimed hard-done-by comic who “got the shaft” in a competition he lost.

I won. Technically.

It was after the competition that I was approached by one of the judges who anointed me. In an ill-advised moment of candid disclosure, he told me that the judges had already made up their minds who the winner was before the competition began.
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No, Really, I Love You Guys, But…

There are a lot of aspects to comedy that are hidden to the public eye. Chief among them is the subtle dance between comic and booking agency.

For the uninformed: in comedy, “agency” means different things at different levels. At the level of the “development deal” comedian, who is on the cusp of breaking out with a movie or television show, or at any level above, an agent works in the conventional way. That is, they work to make their client the maximum amount of money in order to reap the maximum percentage.
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This Is What You Want; This Is What You Get

…there was a kid who creepily reminded me of my wife’s ex – on a lot of uppers. He does not lack for enthusiasm, and punctuates every sentence with some variant of “fuck”. Not that I care, but it’s almost dizzying how many times in five short minutes the kid can drop the bomb. He’s not going to get real work any time soon. Not until at least he takes a couple Xanax and says “Smurf” instead. There’s more of this shit. Click here.