I finished up a 5 show stretch in Indianapolis at Morty’s Comedy Joint, featuring for Dave Attell. When I met Attell he was sitting in the front seat of the emcee’s car and I did not recognize him because he was wearing a hat. And a beard. And hair. I actually thought he was the emcee’s friend until I head the recognizable Attell voice from the front seat. Working with Attell was great because the guy is a machine gun of comedy. But unlike a lot of admirers and imitators he is both quick off the cuff and his almost one-liner esque comedy seems to weave a narrative, which is quite difficult to do. Even though he jumps from topic to topic it never feels like a series of Dangerfield-esque one-liners that grow tired after ten minutes, nor does it feel like some alt room string of non sequiturs. I would share some of my favorite lines from the shows, but I think Attell is very sensitive to his material spreading around (and perhaps diminishing incentive to support his live shows) so I will not (but the good news if you are among my many friends, acquaintances, people I nod to to silently, etc in the DC area I will be featuring for him again this coming Thursday through Sunday at the DC Improv. So come see what all the talk that I am not sharing is all about!
But enough about the famous guy I worked with – you guys want more details about my experience in Indiana so here are the highlights:
Climate Change Is A Myth
This was all I took away from my set Thursday night. After surviving a weird sports movie (https://jlcauvin.com/?p=2964) experience on Thursday, I was treated to a small, but enthusiastic crowd at Morty’s Comedy Joint (Attell headlined the four shows Friday & Saturday). The set was going well and then I made a joke about climate change, with a “radical liberal bias” i.e. I think, like the scientific community, that it exists and that man is a contributor. Well that prompted a couple of “It’s a myth!!!” from patrons. Considering that two people represented about 6% of the crowd it sort of bothered me, especially since the rest of the joke was going well. So I abandoned it for the rest of the weekend. I could have tried to fight a valiant effort to get people to laugh at those who think environmental scientists are part of a grand conspiracy, but I decided it was a losing battle. I have understood why Obama has not put up as big a fight for certain issues, but after Thursday’s show I felt it. AMURRRRRICA!!!!
Killer New Bit And Some New Old Fans
I am very tempted to put the new bit I wrote Thursday (based largely on the above linked blog posting), but I think I will save it for live performances and my upcoming CD recording. But it really destroyed and worked all four shows, but was delivered four different ways. That is one of the exciting things about a good new bit – even if it kills it is still new and can be manipulated and worked over and may become something great.
And the coolest thing was that two women who had seen me in Chicago a year ago at Zanies were at the club by coincidence and were asking me why I did not do my Good J-L Hunting bit. It was that magical feeling in comedy where you feel so great that someone remembers you for some of your material, but simultaneously are annoyed that you did not do that joke. But it was definitely a net plus in the good feelings department.
OK, enough positivity.
My Basketball Card Comes To A Show
During the late show last night I noticed a table with 5 white women, a white guy, an Asian man and two black men. I then said – “Holy sh*t, this is the most diverse thing in Indiana besides the Indiana Pacers.” The whole crowd laughed, but the table I was joshing with really laughed hard. I just figured it was another group that enjoyed having fun poked at them during the show. You know the dopes who leave a comedy show after heckling and talking to the comedian all night saying, “Oh my God we totally made that show awesome!” But as I found out when I left it was a little different.
One of the black men, who was about 6’4″ was standing by the club bar with an attractive 40-something blond and she said to me, “We were laughing so much because you said we were diverse like the Indiana Pacers, and he (pointing to black man) was a Pacer. Yes! Turns out the guy was former Pacer guard Vern Fleming, whose basketball card is definitely in an album in a closet at my parents’ house. And here is how I know Vern Fleming is a good dude. Sure he is a NBA dude banging hot blond chicks (cliche), but he dates age appropriate hot blond chicks and to me that is a great statement for older women that there are some good older men out there who appreciate seasoned women. So remember ladies – it is not your age that matters; it is whether you are ugly or not.
It was a great weekend in Indianapolis two movies seen, two trips to Chick Fil-A and four awesome shows with Dave Attell. Now it is time to get home and make love to my Play Station 3 before heading back on the road.