Rory Scovel has been Swiftboated.
-Last Comic Standing may be worse than So You Think You Can Dance. I watched the New York portion of the first episode, and a few minutes of the second hour, which took place in comedy-hotbed Tempe, AZ. It was dreadful. They misrepresented some very good comics, and glorified some who are terrible. If you're a casual stand-up fan, don't worry. This show isn't the future of stand-up.
My writing of this was prompted by them completely screwing over my friend, Rory Scovel. He was on the beginning of the episode. They cut one or two sentences out of a great joke, in order to make the joke look awkward. Then they cut to the judges saying things that they didn't actually say about him. It was the equivalent of an October political ad that you see and ask yourself, "That can't be true, right?"
-I went to an aquarium outside Philadelphia yesterday. It marked the third time in two months that I've visited a zoo. Show me proof that an adult male has achieved more in less time.
-I feel like quite the loser right now. I'm visiting my girlfriend in south Jersey for the weekend. She is currently at a wedding that I wasn't invited to. So, here's what I'm doing: I'm sitting in her living room, writing this. The window is open, while the neighbors are barbecuing and having a great time. I'm listening to their music and smelling their food. Both are great. I think this is what high school would have been like if I ever went to parties. "No, I'm fine over here in the corner."
-Jeff Foxworthy has his own brand of beef jerky. He doesn't endorse beef jerky. He OWNS the company. It's called Foxworthy Foods. I'm assuming they also sell a Funions knock-off, and something that rhymes with Fritos.
I used to think you've made it as a comic when you do an HBO special. I stand corrected. You have made it when you have your own food distributor.
How does a comic make that transition? I can't picture myself ever walking off stage, and saying to myself, "That was a great show. I should sell jerky." Even if I did think that, what would the next step be? I can't even imagine what a manager would say when you call them to tell them you have an idea for your next project, and they ask, "Is it a sit-com?" And I would have to respond, "No, it's a dried meat."
Foxworthy needs to start doing drugs, or something unwholesome to counter his new image of the Chef Boyardee of comedy. That can't be good in the long run.
-At the aquarium, a mother called out to her kids, "Trayton and Wyatt, come here." Worst... names... ever... I've never heard of Trayton. Maybe that's what you go by when your name is Clayton III. And I'm pretty sure Wyatt died out with the Earps. Wyatt Earp himself had the opportunity to keep the name alive himself, but instead, he named his son Jerry. Is that true? I doubt it. But I think it's a decent guess.
-I hate celebrity news, but this is funny... Fergie was on the Today Show, basically performing a strip-tease. The audience: six-year-olds and their mothers. Look it up.
-Aw schucks. Just got invited next door to the 'cue. I guess high school was fun after all. Holla back, son.
My writing of this was prompted by them completely screwing over my friend, Rory Scovel. He was on the beginning of the episode. They cut one or two sentences out of a great joke, in order to make the joke look awkward. Then they cut to the judges saying things that they didn't actually say about him. It was the equivalent of an October political ad that you see and ask yourself, "That can't be true, right?"
-I went to an aquarium outside Philadelphia yesterday. It marked the third time in two months that I've visited a zoo. Show me proof that an adult male has achieved more in less time.
-I feel like quite the loser right now. I'm visiting my girlfriend in south Jersey for the weekend. She is currently at a wedding that I wasn't invited to. So, here's what I'm doing: I'm sitting in her living room, writing this. The window is open, while the neighbors are barbecuing and having a great time. I'm listening to their music and smelling their food. Both are great. I think this is what high school would have been like if I ever went to parties. "No, I'm fine over here in the corner."
-Jeff Foxworthy has his own brand of beef jerky. He doesn't endorse beef jerky. He OWNS the company. It's called Foxworthy Foods. I'm assuming they also sell a Funions knock-off, and something that rhymes with Fritos.
I used to think you've made it as a comic when you do an HBO special. I stand corrected. You have made it when you have your own food distributor.
How does a comic make that transition? I can't picture myself ever walking off stage, and saying to myself, "That was a great show. I should sell jerky." Even if I did think that, what would the next step be? I can't even imagine what a manager would say when you call them to tell them you have an idea for your next project, and they ask, "Is it a sit-com?" And I would have to respond, "No, it's a dried meat."
Foxworthy needs to start doing drugs, or something unwholesome to counter his new image of the Chef Boyardee of comedy. That can't be good in the long run.
-At the aquarium, a mother called out to her kids, "Trayton and Wyatt, come here." Worst... names... ever... I've never heard of Trayton. Maybe that's what you go by when your name is Clayton III. And I'm pretty sure Wyatt died out with the Earps. Wyatt Earp himself had the opportunity to keep the name alive himself, but instead, he named his son Jerry. Is that true? I doubt it. But I think it's a decent guess.
-I hate celebrity news, but this is funny... Fergie was on the Today Show, basically performing a strip-tease. The audience: six-year-olds and their mothers. Look it up.
-Aw schucks. Just got invited next door to the 'cue. I guess high school was fun after all. Holla back, son.
posted by ryanconnercomedy at 5:51 PM
1 Comments:
Nice blog, I've been reading it ever since I saw you at Alfred University. I couldn't believe how terrible some of those comics were that advanced to the next round. The legit comics are judged more harshly than the shitty noob "my mom is foreign" jokesters. It's stupid how they put national headliners in the same competition as people who have never done stand-up.
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