I hate, hate, hate publicizing gigs. It always feels like begging. “Come! Look at me! TELL ME I’M SPECIAL!” Gross.
That being said, I have an a$$-load of improv comedy shows coming up, and you should come to some of them. Starting this Friday, it’s 10 shows over the course of 26 days. That’s an average of one show every 2.6 days, people. Math! Edit: New show added this Sunday night! Making it 11 shows, for an average of one show every 2.36ish days! Harder math!
If anyone comes to all 10 11 shows, I will give them a prize. And a high-five. And I will be a little bit afraid of them, but in a good way. Kind of?
If you’re my friend, and you like improv comedy, and you haven’t seen me perform in a while, and you don’t come to any of these shows, I will totally understand. That you dislike me.
In closing: Come! Look at me! TELL ME I’M SPECIAL!
Oh, and here’s an odd publicity photo for Chairman Golem, the one improv group I’m in that doesn’t have any shows scheduled during those 26 days (so far):
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If I lived in NY I would come to all of them… so instead, you should book something in Boston maybe double team an improv show and an acapella show in Natick? Get working on it! Otherwise maybe I’ll have to come to a show when it’s a little warmer in NYC.
Hope you’re well!
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