Last night was my show at Hard Times. To setup the events that went down, I have to give a little "back history". On Halloween, my brothers, Jason and Darin, and I went to a bard, Hard Times, in Montgomery City, MO (wherein my brother Jason lives). The owner found out that I was a comedian and wanted me to do a show. We hashed out some details and came up with me hiring some comedians/friends of mine and hosting a show. (END Back History) Harry originally printed up 75 or so tickets to sell at $10.00 (admission came with one free drink). The day of the show (yesterday) he had 3 left and printed 20 more to sell at the door.
1). By fire code regulations we were only allowed 75 people in the bar, we had about 100
2). We were turning people away at the door.
As for the show itself, myself and others agree it couldn't have gone better. The comedians and I far exceeded my brothers' and Harry's expectations. I opened the show with a couple casual announcements (cell phones, table talk etc) and before the crowd knew it, I was half way into my first joke. I've never felt so comfortable on stage, and to risk sounding conceited; I was on fire. Joe Lehnig came by to do a guest set and then Paul Harris got up with his guitar. He played 3 songs (one I had never heard) and told some jokes throughout. John Garrison followed and did some jokes I've never heard before, and then Dano Sullivan closed the show. All four of those guys absolutely killed. I was laughing harder and longer last night than I ever have, and I've heard almost all of the jokes they told before. Anyway, the show was awesome, but due to a hole in my pocket, I think I lost the 50 dollars that Ruth (Harry's wife) paid me. She insists she might not have given it to me and so she's giving my brother Jason fifty to get to me. She's definately getting a thank you card. Anyway, the bar was awesome, the crowd was beautiful and no one expected it to go as well as it did. Except me. I knew all along that Paul, John and Dano would do great. And adding Joe at the last moment didn't hurt at all. I was only really nervous about me since I had to go first; because of all the guys on stage last night, I figured I had the highest percent chance to bomb. I did however forget to record myself, which stinks because I had some extra tags and little changes that really helped my set. However, I have no real regrets and Harry wants to do a show again. Last night was the absolute penicle of my comedy career so far; I've never had so much fun, and I've never recieved so many compliments, both on my material/presentation and on how I set up and handled the show. I think I'm still glowing.
Adios.