Character Meltdown

I wanted to write a blog tonight (er, this morning) about all the crazy things going through my mind. But after comin in at 1:45 and youtubin and myspacin for 3 hours and thinkin about bein at work by 9....I might just pass. Or I'll continue, we'll see how this goes (remind me to blog about the consequences for these actions during my work day).

I did a set at one of my favorite alternative rooms here in the A, the Star Bar and it was different. I was getting a little tired of the material I've been doing lately and I wanted to try something different. When I went to Barnes & Noble after work to brainstorm ideas for my performance I recalled my love for the crazy character interviews of Tracy Morgan and the zaniness of Jim Carrey. I wanted to try that a lil bit, well not that exactly that but I wanted to do something slightly different from my joke telling....something character based. I've always had characters running through my head since I was kid and I want to eventually be able to reflect that in my comedy. While I was pacing around the isles of B&N, avoiding the mean mug of the suited security guy, I brainstormed this funny quirky, neurotic guy (not Woody Allen, haha) that I could do and still incorporate a few of my old jokes.

My performace-
I almost died on stage. Quite opposite from killing. I got nervous from trying something new, I'd never done a character that had nothing to do with Nigeria (I've only been doing this for about a year so it's not that big of a deal, haha...but I was still nervous) and I wanted to be funny. I assumed I could make the character funny because I've read a million comic interviews where they say it's not always the material that's funny but the comedian and I felt my character would kill as a comedian.
I got an assortment of token laughs. Not the belly laughs that every comic lives for but the cute laughs that folks give you when they pity your poor material. It was an experience. I'm glad I did it though. It was a risk I almost talked myself out of for fear of not being funny. But at least I got to try it out. Hopefully I'll get the courage back up to the resurrect the character and write some original jokes specifically for it. Until then I'll fall back on my old stuff this week. I should be hitting up Maurice's room at Cenci Lounge this Wed. It's a real cool spot and I'm glad Mo's trying to carve a spot for us in East Atlanta, haha- it's no easy task. Catch me if you can.

Please excuse the typos and grammatically incorrect sentences- it's 4 a.m.