WOW. It really is
amazing what a good show does to the psyche. It always
seems to make me go: "Oh yeah, I'm worth a
shit...".
LOL. I think this
is why I can never take 3 months off again. I
don't care if I set up in a coffeeshop again. You
cannot stop performing the creation. It has to be
seen, and you have to be reminded of what you gave a
year of your life to. Especially after the last 3
months I've had. To hear an audience laugh at every
single line you wrote, is just so nice. It's
suprising. And as I said before, I'm left with the
feeling of: "DUH Adam, remember this? That really,
really incredible concept you created? That really
funny show. Yeah. You need to do it a
bunch."
AHHHH. This thing
needs to be done WEEKLY. What the hell was Charlotte
thinking? LOL. Not to bring all that up again - but it
just baffles my mind, that we weren't doing it
anywhere and EVERYWHERE we could - just to get a buzz
goin'. it's SOOOOOOOOO buzzworthy. Letting 2 months go
by for zero reason. Christ it's really a wonder I
didn't lose my mind. Oh wait...
I FUCKIN DID. LOLOLOLOLLOLOL
HAHAHAHAHA.
Ok,
anyway - the show was wonderful. The
scream at the end actually hit a decibal
that hurt
my
ears.
It was a brief moment, but a moment
nonetheless. It's a pretty tiny theatre
(45 seats), and wow - it was LOUD. I'm not
sure I've ever been more appreciative. I
could barely contain laughing from smiling
so much. So to those who were there, thank
you. Thank you, thank you - it really
means that much.
The Improviders
show beforehand had some really funny parts, but still
pretty rough around the edges. Unfortunatley it seemed
to me that the funniest parts were only funny to those
IN the show. Like, I really laughed when one of
the guys was stumped on a scene - because I know him.
But as an audience member? Uhm, not funny. LOL. When
it's all said and done, I guess I really just
feel that Improv is an excercise, not a performance.
As well, rehearsal habits are about to send me through
the roof. (sigh). I'll just leave it at that. I'm
gonna give it all I can, and at some point soon - just
let it all out. If they disagree, I'll move on. It
sucks, I really love hangin' out with some of the
guys, and there's quite a bit of talent there...but
anyone who knows me knows I just don't tolerate
"sloppy". If it's something that's in
YOUR control, then CONTROL it. And
ESPECIALLY with improv, what you CAN control
- you need to MASTER. Prepare yourself, and know your
shit - and the "ad-libbed" stuff gets REALLY easy. If
you don't - it shoooooooooooows. Oh well, we'll see
what happens.
Speaking of seeing
what happens, it's officially over. The next entry
will be #200. And unless I win the friggin' lottery in
the next week, 200 is a monumental letdown. Watch, I'm
not gonna write another entry for like a month trying
to find something worthy. LOL. I just gotta remember
that life ain't always poetic. And in a way - I guess
that's poetic...
