After performing in pizza parlors, bars, theaters, and college campuses for nearly four years, I cannot tell you how much I miss stand-up comedy this week. Seeing people sweat for ten minutes to make others laugh, and eventually succeeding amazingly, or failing fantastically, is a once in a lifetime experience that I wish everyone to try.
While clubs are still closed, the silly writings of comics keep my appetite at bay. Eddie Izzard’s autobiography, Believe Me: A Memoir of Love, Death, and Jazz Chickens, is one of the most heartbreaking, hilarious, and poetic books by a world class funny person.
The special quality about stand-up comedians is that they are funny in person and on paper, and Izzard’s novel is a perfect example.
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