How big is the comedy coach industry?
I'm not the only one but I'm
probably the best known. I
know of a few guys in other
cities. Originally I didn't do
this for a living. I used to
rob banks. No, just kidding.
Do you need natural born
comedians, or can you turn a
dud into a laffmaster?
Basically, my concept is that
everyone has a part of him
that's funny, so I try to do
the opposite of what a
psychiatrist does. A
psychiatrist tries to make you
act better; I try to get you
back in touch with that
lunatic inside you. I don't
turn anybody down. Well,
occasionally I'll turn
somebody down. If I get
a call from a guy who's like,
[incoherent imbecile voice]
"bluhuhuhuhuhuh," I'll say,
"Well, thanks a lot." I was
once challenged by the Los
Angeles Times reporter Mike
Arkush to make him funny in
three weeks. At the end of
that he did seven minutes of
stand-up and he did pretty
well.
Is it possible to be
dangerously funny?
Picture two yous: One is the
normal, logical you; the other
is the insane part you ordinarily
would try to suppress. It's
the process of bringing out
that lunatic. Bob Newhart isn't
exactly a wild and crazy guy.
Neither is Steven Wright
you'd expect him to be a
computer programmer. With some
people, their comedic character
is so close to their normal
character that they're always
ending up in mental
institutions. Richard Pryor's
funny part was so close to his
normal character that it
caused him problems.
Have you unbalanced anybody?
Oh yeah. I've fought people's
therapists. I'm at war with
one comedian's therapist.
I'll get the comedian funny and
then the therapist will
say, "Oh no, you can't
make jokes about competing
with your mother because we're
working on that." Think about
when you get in front of a
camera. You put on this fake
smile. People do the same in
front of audiences. We get
them to stop suppressing that.
There's a lot of technology
involved.
What kind of technology?
There are a lot of zones we
concentrate on to make
people less conscious of
the audience. For example, my
character is a guy whose only
goal is to make himself as
comfortable as possible. I'll
say, "My feet are too hot in
my gym shoes," and the
audience will laugh because
that's my character. And
sometimes when I find myself
trying to impress an audience,
I'll try to get away from that
by focusing on a facet of that
character, the way Johnny
Carson used his Jack Benny
reaction. What doesn't work is
words or intellectual concepts
such as, "I'm going to be
angry," because words don't
get you focused. If you want
to be angry, you would think
about, for example, somebody
hitting your car.
Is there ever a time when
a comedian's dying to tell his
or her audience, "The only
reason you're not laughing at my
stuff is that you don't get
it, you idiots."
Now you're into a whole other
zone. The trick with stand-up,
like a movie or a TV show, is
that the audience suspends its
disbelief. You'd never make a
reference to the fact that
you're making a joke or
entertaining people. You need
to stick to your agenda.
Rodney Dangerfield's agenda
is to convince you that he wants
respect. Or Seinfeld's is to
convince you that all the stupid
shit he talks about is really
important.
Do you get a lot of "crying
on the inside" types who
feel they have to touch
their own pain to be funny?
The first thing is to
teach people to see what's
funny about whatever's
bothering them. In comedy
there always has to be an
element of the absurd.
Sympathy kills laughter.
There's an old rule: A little
girl who slips on the ice and
cuts her knee is drama; an old
man who slips on a banana peel
and falls into a taco cart is
comedy. He might get hurt
worse, but the situation is so
absurd that the audience is
distanced from any sympathy
for him. Comedians always need
to put some distance between
themselves and the audience,
the way Sam Kinison does by
cursing out the audience.
Do you prefer newer more streety
comedy or classic comedy?
I don't care what it is as long
as there're a touch of reality
to it. The problem with 90
percent of the people you see
in the Comedy Store or on TV
is that it's all observational
humor with no reality to it. I
don't care what it is as long
as it's coming from the gut. I
believe everybody has a part
of him that's funny. I don't
see it so much in terms of how
many punch lines you have.
So setups and punch lines
aren't important?
Well, if you do it right
there're headers and leaders.
If you just do setups and
punch lines you sound like
Henny Youngman "Guy goes
to the doctor. The doctor
says, ..." You're just doing
jokes.
I thought Henny Youngman
was pretty funny.
Yeah, but you can do a setup
that's not so mechanical. You
could phrase it
conversationally "I've
got a doctor's appointment
tomorrow but I'm kind of
nervous. I'm afraid I might
test positive for DNA."
What is the right amount of
time to wait between setup and
punch line?
That's like asking how long
you should wait between
notes if you're a singer. The
real key is attitude. I have
one attitude that works for
me; somebody else would have a
different attitude.
Is the picture of you with
the captain's hat part of your
"comfortable" persona?
Yeah, the captain's hat is
really stupid isn't it? I wear
it because I hope it'll make
people do what I tell them to.
My wife and I are TV producers,
and I used to wear a captain's
hat in the '80s. Eventually I
became known as the guy in the
captain's hat, and it became
something that helped me get
work. So sometimes I'll get
somebody in the audience
saying, "You're doing The
Captain & Tennille." And I'll
say, "Screw you, I was wearing
it before he was."
So you do flip out at the
audiences sometimes?
No, because that reaction
belongs to the character
I'm in. But again, you
can't break that suspension
of disbelief.
Our site is called Suck.com.
Is there any point in our trying
to "work clean?"
I kinda like the name. But of
course, it means you're going to
attract people who are sort
of, [leering moron voice] "Oh,
let's go see Suck.com." It
depends on how well the name
fits your attitude. What do
you do? What's your attitude?
I don't know. Mostly we do a
lot of half-assed commentary.
We do a lot of media
commentary. Speaking of which,
who do you think is a better
bet for comedy: Dan Rather or
Peter Jennings?
Oh God. Jesus. You've picked two
people who have nothing funny
about them at all. I mean, Dan
Rather can you picture
him getting naked and yelling,
"Yahoo!"?
Well no, but if he did,
it would be pretty damn
funny.
I have to pick one of
them? I hate tests like this
"Would you rather be burned
alive or die slowly of
cancer?" I'll go with Dan
Rather.
Are Jews definitely
funnier than Gentiles?
Yeah, except for Steve Martin.
But then Steve Martin's not
funny anymore.
Are Canadians funnier
than Americans?
The first thing they've got
to do is finish their country
and then we'll talk. Nice people
though.
Who's the least funny
person in America right now?
Dan Quayle.
Does he have any
value as a comedy target
anymore?
No, he's just the annoying
kid you want to beat up in
school, who sucks up to the
teacher, wants to hang
around you when you don't want
him around, and threatens to
have his big brother beat you up.
Are there any ethnic
groups it's still cool to make
fun of?
You can always get away
with it if you stay within
the pecking order. If
you're a white male, you're at
the top of the pecking order
and can only get away with
making fun of other white
males. If you're Jewish, you
can get away with making fun
of other Jews and white males.
If you're black, you can get
away with making fun of pretty
much anybody. Think of it this
way: The student can make fun
of the teacher, the teacher
can make fun of the principal,
and the principal can maybe
make fun of the school board.
But it can't go the other way.
The unempowered can make fun
of the empowered.
In Punchline, did you believe for
one second that Tom Hanks was
this tormented comedy genius?
Good question, but that's what
I call a setup so strong that I
would just ruin it with a
punch line.
We've been talking for a
couple of minutes now. Do you
have any sense of what I
could do to funny myself up?
Struggle harder to be
meaningful so it becomes
clear that being meaningful is
futile. See, a lot of times
your comedic character is just
your strengths running out. If
you pretend everything has
this big meaning it becomes
funnier because it's clear it
doesn't have some big meaning.
Forget Tina Brown the real
queen
of talk, Oprah Winfrey,
will soon join the ranks of Jake
Steinfeld, Martha Stewart, and Aaron
Cometbus
to establish her own
vanity magazine. While it's not
exactly clear how Winfrey will
contribute to the Hearst
Magazines project other than
lending her name to it the
search for an editor is underway
the doyenne of daytime
discourse convincingly
demonstrated her literary
convictions by exclaiming, "I
love the printed word" in a
recently printed press release.
Which of course gives us hope
that Oprah! will boldly buck
current magazine-world
conventions and include some
actual text along with all the
provocative photos, pithy
charticles, and buzz-inducing
white space. On the other hand,
the magazine's proposed purview
Oprah, advice, health,
fashion, beauty, Oprah, family,
work, fitness, Oprah, etc.
doesn't exactly have us
envisioning muckraking
exposés or brainy
examinations of contemporary
intellectual currents. For that
we suppose we'll have to wait
for Mandel's Content or
Springer's Review of Books.
Big Apple teenyboppers got a
lesson in efficient market
theory this week, as tickets to
an October Ricky Martin concert
at The Garden sold out so quickly
that even those devoted souls
who camped out at the front of
the line were unable to score a
decent seat. Griping about not
getting a ticket, of course, is
almost as old as griping about
getting one, but the somewhat
new wrinkle here is that in less
time than it takes to play the
"Vida Loca" dance mix, tickets
were selling in the secondary
market at US$1,000 a pop. If
that ROI suggests
Rickymartin.com should go public
tomorrow, consider the way the
legitimate ticketing industry
has worked out its own version
of the Dutch Auction.
According to Pollstar, the trade
paper that tracks such stuff compulsively,
the average concert ticket
before the scalpers get a hold of
it now costs $38.56, up $5
since last year and $13 since 1996.
And though we must all concede that
Ricky Martin kicks ass, his mere
$95 factory list price makes him
a piker compared to such bloated
popsters as The Stones ($109.62)
and Pavarotti ($130.77). Bob
Dylan and Paul Simon's Mutt 'n'
Jeff act which costs a
whopping $125 has scandalized
moribund coffeehouse
revolutionaries. About
the only good news comes at the
far end of Pollstar's list,
where tickets to a Poison and
Ratt double bill can be had for a
modest $18.09. And we understand
Foghat and Thin Lizzie continue
to rock hard at reasonable rates.
NASA's site seems a fave of
newer and hardened stoners
it's either nostalgia for the
'60s or escapists tending to
hang together. So it's no
surprise that Congress made the
agency tell visitors up front
to "avoid black holes and
drugs." Those who want to
read about undocumented
pharmaceuticals instead of just
saying no can even follow the
government warning label to a
fun and informative drug-bashing
site.
The dangers of drugs aren't
alien to NASA. In 1995, for example,
its researchers monitored
the work of strung
out
spiders after dosing
them. The arachnids on
reefer did great, although some
got the munchies and wandered off
before they were done. The
group that got sleeping pills
simply dozed off, making for a
model section of a scientific
paper. The worst news:
Caffeinated crawlers failed
miserably at spinning webs and
zipping up their flies. In addition
to rhetoric, the NASA-approved
antidrug site also features hearty
amusements such as the action
game Peer Pressure. Its pace is
a bit frenetic, but surfers
should love unscrambling words
with the Career Decoder applet.
It becomes particularly fun and
challenging after a fat one.
It's part of our "comedic
characters" to avoid commenting
on zany spams, but this week's
GET YOUR DIPLOMA!!! offer really
deserved a response. And our
call to the message's 212 phone
number was returned with a
punctuality that suggests an
almost total lack of collegiate
sloth, not to mention the most
authentic-looking credentials
money can buy.
Diploma miller "Pat McFadden"
helpfully explained how our
nonaccredited sheepskin from
Palmers Green University in the
United Kingdom conferring
bachelor's, master's, MBA, and
PhD bragging rights for a mere
$1,400 would help us get a
raise, a promotion, or just a
job. Our inquiry about
practicing medicine with a
Palmers Green MD was initially
discouraged but later
reconsidered. "You might be able
to use it if you go to Guatemala
or somewhere," McFadden said.
Really? "No, I don't want you
chopping somebody up on my
account. I've never been to
Guatemala." A few minutes'
further thought suggested an
answer to even this dilemma: "If
you're interested in practicing
a form of medicine and making
money, homeopathic medicine
would be the way to go, and you
could do that with this degree.
You get a lot of mentals in that
field anyway, to be honest."
Sounds tough. How about
practicing law? "I sold a degree
to a guy in Oklahoma the other
day who said in Oklahoma you can
take the bar exam with one of
these. And I hear you can in
Michigan too." And why shouldn't
you? The Palmers Green diploma
comes with a summa cum laude
transcript and two letters of
recommendation that in an
eerie echo of our own résumés
describe the candidate as
"knowledgeable, independent, and
skilled at interpersonal
relations." Are they real
letters of recommendation? "As
real as Palmers Green
University." How real is that?
"It's all relevant," came the
cryptic reply.
courtesy of the Sucksters