Last night was an interesting night at The Stardome. It was a chatty crowd, which can often spell doom for a comedy show. And for part of the show I felt doomed. In a room of 425 patrons it takes a lot of people to make it feel like you are killing, but only a few chatty tables to ruin it. But I got through the set and thought I did fairly well. However I did not want to sell merchadise after the show. I had a great set and crowd on Thursday and sold a big donut.
When you are trying to sell merchandise after a show and people are avoiding you you feel like an ugly prostitute: sacrificing your dignity and people still aren’t interested in what you are selling. I think that is why I feel bad for some of the ugly whores on the HBO series Cathouse when they don’t get picked for a “party,”it’s like insult to injurious STDs.
So I was not going to sell CDs/DVDs during the headliner’s set some 15 year old kid came up to me and said, “You were really good.” And like Adrian saying to Rocky in Rocky II, “WIN!!!!!” I decided to swallow my pride and stand with some CD/DVDs.
One of the first people out said to me “That crowd was stupid and talked to much. Everyone who paid attention thought you were great.” That felt good, and then a miracle happened – I started selling stuff. 8 in total – not quite Platinum, but the most I’ve ever sold after a show (and bringing me 7 away from the magic number of 15 sold). I also received several R-rated compliments, which made me feel less like a comedian and more like a man walking by an all-female construction crew (possible porn plot?).
So I am hoping tonight’s show is better, which at the rate this week has been going would mean bigger laughs, more CD/DVDs sold and probably autographing cleavage. Woo hoo!