6/30/2006

"Ask The Next Question"

Bam! Boom! Ba-Da-Bing! Ba-Da-Boom!

That's it!

That's the answer!

. . .

Perhaps I should back up.

. . .

Last night I asked the crowd , "Is anyone getting laid."

A woman cheered so I asked her, "who are you sleeping with?"

She said, "an Iranian arms dealer."

So you want to know what I did with this golden gem of a setup handed to me on a silver platter?

Nothing. Not a God dammed thing.

I couldn't think of anything immediately funny so I panicked and dropped it.

Nice job, comic boy.

I'm a fabulous conversationalist (if I do say so myself). But I've always felt my crowd work was weak.

If a woman told me at a cocktail party that she was sleeping with an Iranian arms dealer a hundred questions would jump to mind.

Do you get free guns with that?
So that's it? We're totally out of fuckable American men?
Are terrorists good in bed?

When making social conversation I've very good at hooking into a topic that I think is interesting or amusing. I've been trying to bring this into my act. But there's been something missing and I haven't been able to put my finger on it, until after last night's show.

My formula for crowd work has been.

1. Ask a question.
2. Say something funny.

This has only worked on preselected topics where I have templated responses ready to go. But it doesn't work for general conversation. We've all met that jackass who thinks he's hilarious who makes lame, forced jokes at everything. He's using this formula.

But true, open-ended, anything-can-happen crowd work is much more like cocktail party conversation. The way I make conversation is to get people talking about themselves and then to engage them on the topics they raise. And the formula for that is very simple.

1. Ask a question.
2. Ask the next question.

That's it.

That's the simple key to crowd work I've been trying to figure out.

Ask questions and the funny will tend to itself.

And slowly I learn.

1 comments:

David Nelson said...

A woman cheered so I asked her, "who are you sleeping with?" She said, "an Iranian arms dealer."

10. That gives a whole new meaning to "Wham-bam, thank-you man!"

9. Did someone say "hair-trigger?!?"

8. Since you know what's in his pocket, do ya really have to ask if he's happy to see you?

7. Yeah, how long did it take you find out that his online profile REALLY DID mean he had a "Dirty Harry" magnum?!?

6. Does he specialize in black guns? Good, 'cause black guns are soo slimming.

5. So, is it awkward to explain to your girlfriend why your diaphram is sitting next to night-vision goggles on your nightstand?

4. I guess if you hear him set off a metal detector, you know you're in for a romantic evening?

3. Most men whisper sweet nothings. Yours recites a launch countdown!

2. I bet you've learned not to tell him you accidentally put his bullets through the washer, but it's okay 'cause you made 'sure to dry them off.'

1. Who knew "Saving Private Ryan" could be foreplay?

Next time, ask an expert. As a big phat gay gun-owning Democrat, I heard 'em all and made up half!

Love ya.
David

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