I did a show at the Shadowbox Cabaret for the all new “Columbus Brew Ha-Ha.” It was fun, although at first glance the crowd was very small. It was rather depressing, since it was a free show. That sucks, knowing with a free show, you don’t have enough pull to put asses in the seats, but in fairness, I didn’t know that until the very end. By showtime over 40 people filed in and I think we were over 100 by my set.
I want to thank everyone that showed up, including some friends, my lady and a friend I hadn’t seen damn near since college – it was nice…except the three loud talking wenches in the back. My pal Travis was up, doing a nice set, but all I could hear was the incessant babbling of their “I’m clueless and talk even though I’m ruining it for everyone in this quadrant of the room” conversation. In Columbus, there are well over 1000 bars, including about 10-15 within walking distance, but yet, there always has to be the drunken idiots that rant about how much fun it is to get out! Well, except this guy onstage is talking, what is that about? Tee hee!
It’s always one of two – a drunk 21-28 year old attention needing gutter whore or even worse, a complete dbag with a tribal tattoo and gelled hair, trying very unconvicingly to cover up his hillbilly roots. I have a nose for those guys, I am from Appalachia after all. If you are surprised by a comedy show, despite the venue, multiple flyers, and oh, that’s right, the 95% of the rooom focused on someone with a mike, then leave! Go to another bar, where some dude will listen to your boring stories to try and get in your pants. Or if you’re the fake tan, frosted tip attention whore of a man, someone will smash a beer bottle over your head like your dad should’ve done in 1989. Leave the comedians to their craft and let the audience enjoy our shitty jokes.