http://www.expressmilwaukee.com/article-3157-making-it-up.html
Pretty exciting stuff. The Gentlemen’s Hour was reviewed and that is the link to the review. Unfortunately our friends at the Midnight show (Cock N Toast) didn’t get as friendly a review, but keep in mind that their show is based 100% on what comes out of the audience. Anyway, if you read the article, you know that the Gentlemen’s Hour will be performing at Sketchfest THIS Saturday at the Next Act Theater in Milwaukee. Unfortunately, yours truly will not be a part of it as I am and will be in Knoxville, TN, but next week on Sunday August 17 I will be back in action at the Alchemist Theatre.
Well, I am having a great time on the road. I can honestly say I truly feel like I live on the road. When I am home, it feels great, but I constantly feel like I have to leave town soon, and usually I do within 2 days. I guess that is what this time of my life is for. Since I haven’t written in a while, I thought I would write a little bit about what I have been experiencing from the crowds. When I was in Livonia, MI, a lady brought a big white chocolate penis on a stick to me. No, it didn’t have anything to do with what I was talking about. I asked where the bachelorette party was, and there wasn’t any. This lady just had it in her purse. Wow. In St. Louis, I asked a guy decorated in birthday gear how old he was and he responded with, “Gay??” I said, “what?” And he said, “Did you just call me gay?” I should take some of the videos of past shows and put them together into a montage of bizarre things happening… but I probably won’t. After I got offstage in Florida, some guy just collapsed and the paramedics came and took him away and it was a huge ordeal, but the crowd was so rowdy and loud that nobody except the people on the far left side of the room even noticed.
I recently had a show that really reminded me how you never really reach a point where you are safe from tough shows. I have been doing great for quite a while and as good as that feels, and as crappy as bad shows feel, they do serve a purpose. It keeps you on your toes and prevents you from getting lazy. I recently had a show where I really don’t think I had a fighting chance at making these people laugh. Many people did laugh and have a great time, but a small (and very vocal) part of the crowd ended that. I thought my worst show of my life was behind me when I wrote about that post prom I did a few years ago. I was wrong. First of all, all shows before and after this show were great. But this one did me in. It’s wierd how angry and crushed I was after this show, but in a sick odd way, it almost felt good. You ever have the shit beat out of you physically? It sucks and it hurts, but there’s some sort of rush that comes with it. This was kind of like that, but it was hard to see it or appreciate it until some time had gone by. By the way, I know I shouldn’t be spilling my failings on my website here, but I have to be honest. Some shows don’t work for some people. I felt like was at the Apollo… and that’s how I was treated, too. Here is a brief description of my situation for the night:
The headliner was supposed to be Greer Barnes. Yes, Greer Barnes is his name. His credits include the Chappelle show. He was sick or something and didn’t perform that week so Warren B Hall filled in. Warren is a great comic, and friend of mine. Both are black. A lady comes up to the ticket booth and complains, “HE ain’t here this week? I was told HE (points to picture of Greer) would be here! I wanted to see HIM.” The staff apologizes and tells her that Warren is very funny and will be headlining. She continues, “But I came here to see Greg!” (note: nobody’s name performing or scheduled to perform is Greg.) Once again, staff apologizes and assures her that Warren is very funny. She says, “Is he black??” They say yes. She says, “Alright. Then I’ll take 2 tickets.” Did Johnny Beehner really have a chance with this lady?