Charlie’s Standup Comedy Journal
Ah, the Cantab Lounge. It’s an interesting place — at least, as interesting as an all-black-painted bar basement can get. But the Monday shows (down to one a month these days) always bring in the comics, and there were plenty of friends in attendance on this night.
(And two special shout-outs to my good friends Daniella and Jenn, both hilarious comediennes who made the night extra-special. Daniella, for taping this clip for me, telling her ‘make a fist’ blind date story at the bar, and using a line I offered her about a ‘meat sandwich’ in her set. And Jenn, for our usual sparkling — read: highly disturbing — conversation, and mostly for saying, quite loudly while walking past an innocent civilian on Mass. Ave., ‘Well, what good is a pierced scrotum, really, anyway?‘ Or words to that effect. In fact, if I’m paraphrasing inadvertently, it’s most likely because I’m repressing the phrase that was actually used. No word on the condition of the pedestrian. He’s missing, and presumed badly scarred.)
I also gave a couple of newish lines a try — the Cantab is great for ‘letting ‘er fly’, as it’s usually populated mostly by comics. But there actually was a bit of a crowd on this particular Monday — or, at least a few comics who hadn’t heard all my jokes forty-three times — so it was a lot of fun. I was able to get a few ‘warm fuzzies’ on and off the stage.
Though frankly, the kind of ‘warm’ and ‘fuzzy’ you get from pierced scrota and meat sandwiches… well, let’s just say that’s a cockle-warming that only a comic could love. Good times, people. Good times.
Download Clip of 04/11/05 Set —
Cantab Lounge, Cambridge, MA (6 minutes, 17 seconds):
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