Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Death

Dying on stage is the scariest experience of my life

The thing is is when you're up there and your throat gets dry and you're trying to confidently work your set while you're seeing how you're losing the audience - its one of the most devastating experiences of your life. You see people starting to heckled, one person shouts "Next!!!".

Its like a kick in the throat.

I was working this comedy show with my good friend Tyson Ngubeni and Carl Joshua Ncube - a really good comedian who just killed his set.

I just wasn't so lucky. Remember what it feels like when you got your heart broken for the first time? Now imagine you had a room full of people who could see it - and what's worse - they don't have much sympathy for you.

I worked my jokes about fat girls (jokes that usually kill). Nothing.

I worked my joke about how no one has discovered a big boned skeleton. Someone shouted yes the have!!! (lol).

I was telling about how my dad walks around the house naked. Someone said "eewww!"

The next day though I spent most of my time fucking up Youtube, seeing other, better comedians bomb. And it kind of made me smile a little. If legends can bomb who am I to feel down and affronted. Maybe the audience just wasn't feeling my vibe, maybe my material just didn't sought their sensibilities.

After a very gay get together with a good comedy friend of my mine, we realised that I'm actually being exactly like the people who didn't laugh at my jokes. I'm taking something that isn't personal and I'm internalising it. The people didn't like my jokes- it doesn't mean that they didn't like me personally. I need to learn how to compartmentalise. You can't bomb on-stage for five minutes and take that five minutes and make you bomb for the rest of the day. Otherwise your bombing 24/7.

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