Dead End Comedian

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People often ask me why I stopped doing comedy. I often come up with a snappy cynical answer, but I figured I should explain for real what went on.

First, it’s not because I wasn’t funny. If I was in the right mood and had the right audience I could be as funny as anyone. And, that’s the problem.

If you want to be a professional comedian, you’ve got to be funny no matter what mood you are in and no matter what mood the audience is in.

I couldn’t pull that off. When my depression popped up, or my introversion was winning that day, I was destined to bomb.

Many comedians can work through depression. Some use their depression on stage and can make people laugh at it.

The other thing is, you must love the stage. I enjoyed being on stage, but I didn’t love. I wasn’t addicted to it.

Then there is the audience. At open mics there were comedians whose attitudes when they bombed was, “Screw you, that’s funny.” I used think they were obnoxious. They’re the ones who went on to success.