I had my first go at Stand Up Comedy last night.
It could've been better, but then again, it could've been a whole lot worse.
Luckily, there was your archetypal drunk-guy-who-thought-he-was-hilarious on before me, and he made me look good, and I was able to take the piss out of him mercilessly and get more laughs. Later on I bought the guy a beer, not out of pity, more out of thanks!
My routine was based around lampooning race relations in this country in the main and I was glad to see that Kiwis have a sense of humor about this, and can laugh at themselves. The crowd was mostly European and middle class but they were great. Last night gave me confidence to have another crack at this stand up thing.
You get a real sense of being on the edge of disaster and I found it very invigorating. One of my fellow victims had a harder time with dealing with nerves. He spewed on himself and never recovered. It's hard trying to shore up someones confidence when they cant stop retching! Unfortunately for the guy he tanked, but reckoned he was going to have another go now that he'd got this first time out of the way. Now that's brave!
I ended up adding in a whole lot more ad-lib stuff than I thought I would, and that extemporary humor definitely helped to mix up the stuff I'd scripted. The crowd gave me a big clapping off when I finished (one of the better ovations of the night), only some of it ironic! I resisted the urge to pack the crowd with my friends (I didn't tell anyone about this apart from the UNRVites) and in hindsight, that was a good idea. Next time I'll invite some of my friends.
I'm stoked with myself. Getting up in front of people and trying to make them laugh is bloody hard!