It's not always about being funny.

Doing comedy

When I was a junior at Spruce Creek High School in 1993, I performed in the Mr. and Mrs. Spruce Creek pageant, a talent competition.  Many of the competitors danced or sung or performed other performing arts.  I did a stand-up routine.

I didn’t want the audience to know that it was a comedy routine, so we called it “Piano Surprise”.  I wore a full tuxedo with tails, and sat down at the piano.  I played a few chords of Beethoven’s Fifth, then stopped.  I tried again, and then a third time.  Finally, I picked up the microphone that was sitting on the piano, turned to the audience, and said, “Who am I kidding?  I don’t know how to play the piano.”

I don’t remember a single joke that I did.  I do remember the laughs.  I didn’t win first place (Rich Fromm, you dirty bastard), but I did snag second.

And tonight, I get the chance to do it again.  I only have five minutes and I’m appearing with people who have been doing this for a lot longer and are much more practiced than I am, but I’m looking forward to getting up in front of 300+ people and hopefully making them laugh.

I’m eager, I’m excited, and I’m nervous as hell.

(If you live in Orlando or the surrounding area and want to attend the show for free, go here to find out more!)

18 thoughts on “Doing comedy”

  1. 300 people! That’s so awesome, A. Good Luck! You will do great. You are a funny dude. 🙂

    FYI, in high school, at a talent competition, Tom Green got on stage and fried eggs. And look where he is now!

    Okay! Have FUN! (Drink a bit before!) xo

  2. Last year I did stand-up for the first time since university in front of maybe 100 people. And stage fright nearly killed me. I hate performing. I don’t get a high from it. But I like to let my fear know who’s boss. Break a leg!

  3. Well, I haven’t left you a comment in a bit because I’m just getting caught up with the posts in my Reader. I could use the excuse that I’ve been out of town, which is true, but it just sounds lame since I live out of the country and am always out of town.

    That aside, I’d like to say, ‘Break a leg’, but everyone has already said that and unless you’re a spider you’ll be hobbling around until 2012…and then we’ll just all be dead anyway.

    So here’s raising a glass…okay it’s a beer can, wishing that you knock them dead. I don’t mean that literally of course, otherwise we’ll all have to figure out how to get PayPal on our blogs to raise bail money.

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