What’s real? What’s not? That’s what I do in my act, test how other people deal with reality.
There’s no way to describe what I do. It’s just me.
I see the world as an illusion, and we shouldn’t take ourselves so seriously.
Pure entertainment is not an egotistical lady singing boring songs onstage for two hours and people in tuxes clapping whether they like it or not. It’s the real performers on the street who can hold people’s attention and keep them from walking away.
When I perform, it’s very personal. I’m sharing things I like, inviting the audience into my room.
While all the other kids were out playing ball and stuff, I used to stay in my room and imagine that there was a camera in the wall. And I used to really believe that I was putting on a television show and that it was going out to somewhere in the world.
I never told a joke in my life.
I just want real reactions. I want people to laugh from the gut, be sad from the gut – or get angry from the gut.
That was part of the whole original concept. We were thinking, it’s off-season, let’s do a really fun, local-oriented event, raise money for good causes and bring some music to the valley.
We’re hoping that this will also be the key to starting community events in a place where the whole community can come together. We’ve been working with the town on the total renovation.
The critics try to intellectualize my material. There’s no satire involved. Satire is a concept that can only be understood by adults. My stuff is straight, for people of all ages.
If I play my cards right, I could bring network wrestling back to TV. Unfortunately, to most people, wrestling is a laughingstock. But fortunately, I’m reaching people who otherwise wouldn’t watch it.
Theres no drama like wrestling.
My mother sent me to psychiatrists since the age of four because she didnt think little boys should be sad. When my brother was born, I stared out the window for days. Can you imagine that?