that's why there's kind of a pseudo-union, but not really
On Tuesday, I attended the New York Comedians' Coalition's seminar on bringer shows. (A "bringer" show is one in which a new comic -- "new" often being a plethora of years -- is required to bring a certain number of paying guests in order to be let on stage).
The general lesson was pretty much where I am now -- after a point, only do a bringer show if you want the tape or expect to be seen by industry.
I once did a bringer show (the one I got my current tape from) where one of the other comics calculated that the comics had brought in $4,000 for the club in about two hours (none of which the comics see).
As an aside, someone on the panel mentioned the "hack list," an ongoing list of worn-out and tired (like your mama!) topics that comics should avoid (airline food, Micheal Jackson...). It prompted me to try to think of the Ultimate Hack Joke. I think it begins something like "What's up with airline food? It's so bad you couldn't even spoon it into Terri Schiavo."
A prize to anyone who can concisely work in Michael Jackson, the differences between men and women, and Tom Cruise. Wait, no. Please don't send me any such thing.
Update: Now I remember why I wanted to blog about this. One of the panelists -- not even as a joke so much as a passing idea in a list of ideas -- suggested that comics could meet more people to bring to shows by joining Alcoholics Anonymous.
The general lesson was pretty much where I am now -- after a point, only do a bringer show if you want the tape or expect to be seen by industry.
I once did a bringer show (the one I got my current tape from) where one of the other comics calculated that the comics had brought in $4,000 for the club in about two hours (none of which the comics see).
As an aside, someone on the panel mentioned the "hack list," an ongoing list of worn-out and tired (like your mama!) topics that comics should avoid (airline food, Micheal Jackson...). It prompted me to try to think of the Ultimate Hack Joke. I think it begins something like "What's up with airline food? It's so bad you couldn't even spoon it into Terri Schiavo."
A prize to anyone who can concisely work in Michael Jackson, the differences between men and women, and Tom Cruise. Wait, no. Please don't send me any such thing.
Update: Now I remember why I wanted to blog about this. One of the panelists -- not even as a joke so much as a passing idea in a list of ideas -- suggested that comics could meet more people to bring to shows by joining Alcoholics Anonymous.





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