“We spend the first year of a child’s life teaching it to walk and talk and the rest of its life to shut up and sit down.” (Neil deGrasse Tyson)
We as human are becoming more and more physically deformed creatures while being confined to an office chair.
The additional lack of self-expression causes our spirit to become ever more mentally & emotionally crippled.
My first ever performance on stage was at the Miller.
The stage is quite big and has a real nice feel to move around on it.
The upstairs venue itself fits around 50 people.
And there we were – happy, nervous, excited, worried, animated and eccentric.
Before the show, the group did a proper warm up- high five each other and then we were ready to ROCK.
The room started to fill up with audience members and a healthy mixture of excitement, joy and adrenaline hit me.
Then, the lights dimming, the spotlights lightening up and our mentor jumping on stage with a massive ‘WELCOME…’
The audience was warmed-up – the moment of truth has arrived!!
When our group was announce, the intensive sound of cheering, clapping and applause had boosted our confidence so much- we jumped on stage like SUPERMAN.
Laughter after laughter reassured my every move while all my insecurities had been fading away.
The 30 Minutes set was over so quick that the bowing to the audience felt like in a movie.
By then adrenaline, joy, animation, excitement, pride and reassurance have completely taken me over and I felt like Drew Barrymore herself.
For the first time in a very long time I felt really proud and utterly good about myself.
The experience of having survived my first ever Stand-up comedy gig with dignity, applause, laughter and interest reconfirmed my new found passion.
The next six months I would fully dedicate myself to ‘gigging’ – performing and writing every day.
Every Stand-up gig is different.
No matter how funny, sarcastic and dark you think your new written set is you can never really predict how your ‘funny 5 minutes’ are going to be received.
One of my worst flop gigs was at the Cavendish Arm.
I was bragging to my friends that I had prepared a super set dedicated to my time living in Stockwell – with a lot of hard hitting punch lines, so they all came to support me.
The next thing I know I was standing on stage, my knees wobbling, starring to my friends and not being able to speak a word.
After a few seconds I finally managed to snap out of it and started to recite my written script …
But really you only could hear some mumbling of ‘Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah’.
My heart sank to the ground as I prayed to the floor to swallow me…
An experience like this can make you question your ambitions, intentions and your commitment to your passion .
I have never felt more certain.
Birthdays have become very reassuring and meaningful.
Throughout my life I have been blessed with sunshine on every of my birthdays.
Since ‘LadyG’s birth, I have been blessed with presenting & performing outstanding shows.
The stage has become my life juice.
The wooden floor my grounding point.
The adrenaline boosts my clarity.