PROFILE; GEOFFREY ASMUS

A lot of people have been liking the piece that’s up on Katherine Blanford whom was working Laugh Boston last weekend. I appreciate the feedback, she really is that good, trust me. Another stand-up I met last week was a funny ass-guy named Geoffry Asmus. He works out of New York, and is seriously one of the best joke writers I’ve seen in a long time. He’s such a great gag writer. He loves the gag. He has great timing as well and a unique stage presence. Granted, he’s not  quite as hot Katherine Blanford, although he’ll spend a lot of time on stage telling you what an ‘alpha’ he is which is pretty humorous with his delivery of it.

A STAPLE AT THE COMEDY CELLAR

I’m told by a few of my friends there that he’s become a staple at the Cellar these days which seems like the perfect place for him. He feels like a ‘Cellar’ comic.  He reminds me a little of Dave Attell. Not sure why. From the early days. Maybe just the love of the joke that Dave and Jeff Ross, and now Mark Normand and Sam Morril have. Love of the work. This guy will make you giggle. If not, something’s wrong. It’s you, not him. He’s a welcome addition. I promise, he’s going to blow up this guy.

THE CIVIL WAR IS COMING

 

THE NEW WORLD

Look, I like the new world, the modern style of comedy, what Sarah Silverman, Chappell, Maron, Burr, and Colin Quinn do. I like good observational stuff and biographical, and hell even prop comedy works if it’s funny, but the reason I go on and on about Mark Normand so much is because he’s such a throwback. He’s so steeped in a meter that feels like it respects everyone all the way back to Milton Berle. A form in love with the simplicity of a set-up followed right behind it with a punchline. Jeff Ross loves that world. It’s what the roast relies on obviously. Bob Saget loved that world. Some people can straddle both wonderfully like Jim Norton, and Erica Rhodes. Then someone comes along like Normand who freshens the sounds of the old jokes up, and this guy. Geoffrey, does that times ten. It’s a delight.

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PROFILE; KATHERINE BLANFORD

Katherine Blandford is an Instagram and a Youtube star who is selling out clubs and shows all over the country being a stand-up. That’s the old fart hack way to describe her. Let me throw some salt before I tell you how good she is. Let you know she’s not a real comic. Didn’t pay her dues. Didn’t get passed by Mitzi or Budd. It’s bullshit. She’s got it all. She’s the real deal. I was so impressed when I saw her at Laugh Boston last week. She held the stage for over an hour to a packed house of her fans. She’s a solid entertainer. She’s a fucking star.

A HARD WORKING GIRL FROM ATLANTA

She’s got a great work ethic too it seems which anyone that read this knows it’s what I think is a big factor. The other one’s are smarts and star power, and she’s got both boxes checked off.  She grew up, apparently poor, in Atlanta, (crybaby) and she uses her life in her act in some really great bits and does excellent crowd work. I don’t know her, we said hello when I did a guest set last thursday night at Laugh Boston before I started at Nick’s. She was headlining all weekend and I heard she had an amazing weekend. Again, the by product of my getting back into stand-up is meeting all these great new acts and she fits the bill. (The other I met this week is Geoffry Asmus. Also did a profile on him here.)  Like I say, it’s easy to want to write off a lot of these newer acts with social media followings as not real comics, but Katherine brings a full toolbox of skills. She truy is the real deal. Funny and clever and holds the room together perfectly. In a few short years she’s going to be a monster up there.

HER OWN STYLE

I think the most important thing she has going is that she has her own unique voice right out of the gate. You don’t see anyone else in her. I mean in another era not to long ago, every agent, manager and casting director would be all over her right now. She’s got a Cameron Diaz vibe maybe, but I don’t know what that gets you right in this moment, but as far as what she’s going on stage, it’s perfect. She’s quick, agile, sexy as hell while somehow being humble, human, earthy and ‘just one of the gals.’ She also has an odd nervous energy about her, which full disclosure so does my daughter who’s her age and all her friends, which I think is a very contemporary thing and may in fact be a big part of her appeal. Who knows?

DON’T TELL COMEDY

She had a great set on Don’t tell Comedy which is a modern version of a breakthrough in a way that a cable special or a shot on a network special used to be. If you score, it helps big time, and I think she did. Almost a half a million views already.

 

THE TONIGHT SHOW

It seems like the most traditional thing she’s done yet is The Tonight Show with Jimmy Fallon, and she knocked it out of the park. Jimmy seemed to really love her as well.

 

FULL STORY

Here’s a fun little story she tells about going fishing with her brothers and her boyfriend. Indicative of her skills and her charm.

Yeah I don’t what her deal is or what she wants to do, but if I were a manager or an agent I’d be all over her. She’s got a serious future. Also, if I were a fan of comics and I wanted to see someone who was going to go onto to be a major voice, I’d go see her when she came to my town as well. Go to her website or Instagram and get the details. You won’t be let down. Katherine Blandford. She’s really good.

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RICK NEWMAN PASSES / CATCH A RISING STAR – THE END OF AN ERA

With Rick Newman, the Catch a rising star creator and czar’s passing, just one day after his lifelong best buddy Richard Belzer’s death, a long, mystical, mythical, and momentous chapter in American show business came to an official end last week. ‘Catch’ will forever hold a special place in the history of not only entertainment, but of stand-up comedy.

RARE SHADY SPOTS WHERE A STAND-UP COULD REST EASY FOR A BEAT.

‘The Improv’, The ‘Store’, ‘Catch’, The Comic Strip, The Holy City Zoo in San Francisco.  Sometime in the seventies after Phil Berger summoned a lot of us out of our homes and our shells with his near biblical book on stand-up, The Last Laugh, these legendary clubs became the rare shady spots where a stand-up could rest easy for a beat. We would huddle up in those rooms, at the bar and in the back, in between horrible auditions and road jobs that stripped our skin of any dignity. Or back from opening act work that taught you how not to be yourself for sixteen or so precise minutes in front of a large crowd taking their seats while not giving a shit about you in a similar way that everyone else in your life up to then had not giving a shit.

These comedy rooms where we all met and found each other, like minded silly souls, huddled up, each new grade or group, one after the other, dreamers and schemers, watching and wanting, were our new homes, hide-outs, hangouts, and meeting places. ‘Catch’ was the most magical though. It was the most cinematic of the group. It was a thin as a rail kind of place. At least to a kid from Detroit used to business and bars and nightclubs being wide and tall, having big parking lots next to them so everyone could park their Detroit made cars.

‘Catch’ was a railroad apartment version of a nightclub. By the time I made it out to New York to see it, by 1976 or so when Phil Berger wrote of it so perfectly, it was already a piece of heaven to a kid like me so it didn’t matter what size it was. It was already huge. I waited in line for potluck on a short reconnaissance trip I made from Detroit one spring break during high school. I met Larry David there. He was brand new, as was I. I saw Billy Crystal there for the first time. He wasn’t new. He was a hot shot. He leveled the room the night I saw him. Impressions,  bits, faces, stories, Muhammad Ali. Howard Cosell. He was almost too good. I truly thought I should give up. I saw the great Ed Bluestone who wrote some of the funniest one-liners I had ever heard. We had all taken note that he and Billy had been signed by Woody Allen’s people, who were apparently there regularly scouting new talent.

 

DAVID BRENNER

The legend of a lot of these clubs lift-off can always be charted to one comics rise. The ‘Stores’ is to Jimmy ‘J.J.’ Walkers. Robin Williams lifted the Holy City Zoo and they say Robert Klein and Bette Midler had a lot to do with the success of The Improv in Hell’s Kitchen.  The Comic Strip owed a lot of it’s Ooompf to Eddie Murphy and Jerry Seinfeld.  All of that could be legend and rear-view. Half and whole truth. It could leave a lot of other’s success and hard work in the dust bin, but that’s the way history is, I guess. The ‘Catch’ story is the David Brenner story. It’s Rick Newman’s version, so it’s probably laced pretty heavy with veracity.  The night in the mid-seventies that David Brenner, who was hot as hell at the time, came in and agreed to jump up, changed everything.

David Brenner was a Tonight Show staple which at the time was like being a Joe Rogan regular, having your own hit podcast, five Netflix specials, and, pictures of Ted Sarandos naked with a sheep. That’s how powerful he was. He fell in love with the place and was there all the time. Other big names followed.

JERRY

I started coming back to ‘Catch’  several years later after going home to Detroit, then moving to L.A. after high school and becoming a ‘store’ guy. Whenever I was in New York I would play ‘Catch. Rick was always really good to me. A lot if it had to do with my friendship with Larry Brezner, one of his best friends. Larry was Robin Williams and Billy Crystal’s manager.  Also, Richard Belzer who I knew from the Comedy Store helped out. Belzer had the run of the place and if he wanted you to get up, you got up. Whenever I was there back in those days, most times, Jerry Seinfeld was there. Jerry, Gilbert Gottfried, Larry Miller. Mark Schiff was there a lot. There or the Comic Strip. He was one of the funniest guys around. Another act comics would come from the bar, or outside, to go inside and watch you always hear about. *I was one of those acts that comics would go out to the parking lot to tell each other stories when I came on.

WALKING UP FIRST AVENUE

I remember walking up First Avenue on the way to the club, usually having just left The Comic Strip, or maybe having been down at Dangerfields. I was always in such a hurry to get to ‘Catch’. It always seemed like a place I could just breath. Like a spot in the middle of the city where I was normal, known, and somehow okay in. The truth is I wasn’t all that much of any of the three there. It just felt it. Rick was just warm enough, the other comics comfortable enough, the lights sort of low enough that the dream and the plan, or the lack of either, wasn’t in the way just enough that I could sit around and hang out and laugh until late at night.

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WHY THE BELZ MATTERS

“The only time Chevy Chase has a funny bone in his body is when I fuck him in the ass.”

THE DEVIL

When I started in comedy Richard Belzer was the King of Catch of Rising Star and Catch a Rising Star was the coolest place in the whole God Damn world. Rick Newman ran it and he was the coolest guy in New York and Richard Belzer was his guy. Patty Benatar was his gal. She was a rock star and Belzer was the devil and he played the part of a comedian at night. Everyone was there then. Elayne Boosler, Billy Crystal, Larry David. Belzer was the first rock and roll comedian. He was Josh Adam Meyers grandfather. He was Big Jay’s great Uncle, and long before Slash and Axel Rose were coming to the ‘Store’ and doing lines up at Cresthill with Sam Kinison, and Sandler was pals with Springsteen, and Jeff Ross hung out with all the rock stars he does, Belzer was asshole tight with Jagger, Dylan, Tom Petty and the Rolling Stones. The Rolling Stone was writing about him then, calling him out as the devil.

 HIDING BEHIND DARK SHADES

He wasn’t the devil though. He was just a nice Jewish funny as hell kid that liked to get high as a kite off stage. He wasn’t a mean guy. Not at all. He was a nice guy off stage. Onstage though he didn’t give a damn what you thought. He hid behind a pair of dark shades and just said whatever the fuck he wanted to say. He was one of a kind. One of the first. That’s why he matters. A lot of people zoomed right by him to success. They were better at playing the game. Controlling themselves. Controlling their demons. The problem with The Belz is he was the demon. He couldn’t control himself and didn’t want to for a long time. He was happy being Stand-ups Satan. He was happy being that guy, and for that reason no one else could be that funny, fuel that fire.

He would walk on stage and ask the crowd how they were. ‘Having a good time?’ If they responded ,’Yes’ He’d wait a beat, then say. ‘Yeah. I doubt it.’ But he was ballsy in a time most everyone else wasn’t. Maybe Pryor. That’s it. Everyone else in comedy was fishing for ten minutes sets on Carson and then a sitcom. This was even a hiccup before the cable specials. Belzer was only out to make the club audiences laugh then himself laugh and get off and get high.

A few years later he came out to LA and was a fixture at the Store and Improv. His act became even more brave and brusque during those years. Further down the road of non-compliance. We were all in awe of him because he so didn’t care. He also was so much fun to party with. As I said, he was a good guy, there wasn’t anything mean about him, he was just fun. He was also in love with his wife at the time who was one of the best looking women God had ever dropped onto the planet, and she just was pleasant to be around as he was. Maybe more.

He was once doing a special for HBO with Marty Callner for Chevy Chase and I remember this incident like it’s yesterday, where late one night after playing at the Comedy Store he got way fucked up and for some reason he was down on Melrose and smashed out several storefront windows with rocks. He got caught right away. Didn’t even run. He was arrested, and Robin Williams had to bail him out of jail and pay the damages to the store. I remember it so clearly because it was out of character a bit, and also because a few nights later we were all up at Mitzi’s in her living room, getting high again, and I asked him why he did it and his answer was priceless.

‘If I knew that, Baby Boy, not only would I be a wealthy man, I’d be sane.’

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fz-JGUfaGnI

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The biggest thing about Richard is that he broke all the rules and he succeeded. He was the dark lord long before it was okay to go dark. Before that was cool or acceptable, watchable or sustainable. He taught comics it was okay not to care. He brought on Sam Kinison and Dice and many, many others. He didn’t have a safety net. He found love then got lucky with Munch. It wasn’t a plan. It was a gift. He didn’t set out to land safely. He did. Thank God. He was a good man. Love you, Belz!

 

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