Hey gang! Is that what I call you? I don’t know about the Tumblrs and stuffs. Guess you just write whatever, in terms of how you refer to people? I dunno. Anyway, you. Whoever you are. Hello.
Been having a bit of a discovery mindfuck here and there, lately. Seems when you do the “I’ll be more honest with myself” thing onstage, it also opens various cans of worms in your regular life. Kind of like when you start taking martial arts classes, everything else becomes more zen-like and things fall in line more? I’ve never taken those classes but that’s what I’ve heard. Not sure, though, maybe the Cobra Kai-types still just kick ass at parties if you douse them in the shower? Also, whose idea was it to all dress as skeletons? I did that in grade school and as soon as my friend Christian pointed out, “Hey, are you wearing black tights??,” it was all over for me. Actually, no, I did say “Uh, yeah, whatever” right back to him. Burn.
I told the story of the DUI I got 12 years ago in Portland last night at a show called “Drunken Tales of Glory and Shame.” It’s a story I’ve told before as a one man show (I know! I’m sorry!) and put in a screenplay (Again, sorry) that I’m shopping around right now. As I told it, I realized there was a part in it I usually gloss over. That is, that I didn’t know I was drunk when I got in the car. I did, I just didn’t realize HOW drunk. Which, either way, was wrong, but it’s that subtle difference in truth that makes the difference. The other part I left out is that when I got home and my dad asked me where the car was, I cried. I always left that part out because it’s sad, but it connected with everybody last night and made the next part funnier.
A friend who’s opinion I really trust told me a little while back that I should start talking about myself “Honestly, with warts and all.” I feel like I haven’t seen the forest for the trees. Here I am, improv trained to just tell the story and let the funny come out and I’m afraid to share what’s real sometimes. For fear that I won’t get a laugh. Dumb.
Anyway, I hope this makes sense. Expect more warts in the future from me, hopefully for your entertainment.
Tonight, Wednesday, April 16th: Hollywood Improv with John Dore, Brooks Whelan, Joe Derosa, Paul Danke, and more at 8:00
Tomorrow, Thursday, April 17: Little Joy Show at Little Joy with Brooks Whelan (yes, again), Mike Bridenstein, Hannah Gansen, Nate Fernald, and Tj Chambers at 9:00
This Weekend Parents in Town No Show Extravaganza! at All The Time
REST OF THE MONTH (So far):
Tuesday, April 22nd: Put Your Hands Together at the UCB with Cameron Esposito and TBA at 8:00
Thursday, April 24: RISK! Storytelling Show at Nerdmelt. Theme: “Downlow.” With Danny Lowbell, Christine Moore, and Nikki Levy at 9:00
Monday, April 28th: @ Midnight Taping at Hollywood Center Studios. With TBA. 3:00
The Benson Interruption at Cinefamily. We’re watching Kevin Costner in “3 Days to Kill.” With Doug Benson, TBA at 7:30
I hope to see you there and happy Wednesday to you!
Well, I’m busting my ass writing new material and going up every chance I get, which I’m lucky to do. Also, it’s fun. Even when a joke idea isn’t going well, it’s an attempt. The older I get, the more I realize that simply trying makes you feel good and makes you a better person. Stretching out, leaving your comfort zone, these aren’t things I’ve been hugely into, but I’m getting into them now. Storytelling shows are one example. I used to do them and throw in “material” (not too much, but I did) to make the stories funnier. Now I’m just telling the story and finding the funny within, or at least trying to. Crazy thing, they’re better than the old ones.
The year is beginning to shape up, date-wise. Time to get back on the road and hammer out this new hour to a shimmering anvil of hilarious. For the last couple of months I’ve turned my focus inward and been writing stuff that shows who I am more, my perspectives, and stories from my POV. I’m happy but sad and angry but content, contented but disatisfied with my life. Not complaining, just sharing. Weekly therapy helps. Also, candy is delicious and can you believe that King Joffrey shit?
Why I’m telling you this is, I need a name for my 2014 tour. Just something to hang everything on, with the possibility of it being the hour special’s name I’m heading towards. I’m leaning towards putting “Ding-Dong” in the title, as that ties into the podcast (Ding-Donger with Matt Braunger), but I don’t have to. I’m also looking to maybe name it after a joke, so if there’s one you like that’s not on record, let me know.
Some ideas (put “Tour” after each):
Professional Ding-Dong, Buffoonish, Technically Grown Up, Not Fully Formed, Friendly Gorilla, Full Grown Manchild, Ding-Dong Discovery (could sound too much like I’m digging in my pants), Your Best Friend, I Love My Friends, Wildcattin’ Ding-Dong.
You guys got any ideas?
By Evan Mays