A very interesting night at COBO this. First the Lakers v/s Celtics NBA Finals Game 7 was on, so we decided to wait for the game to finish. Some in the crowd were praying for Lakers, some in the crowd were praying for Celtics, the comedians were all praying for "no overtime!"
We finally begin the show an hour late, with due updates to the comedy fans, most of whom were pretty content to sit and watch the game. While the comedy show was on there were a few vocal non-comedy-audience members at the bar blaring their vocal chords, it's something we are getting used to and frustrated about - more and more - at the same time. We did our part of asking them to soften their decibels, but some drunks have the attention span of a goldfish, others...the attitude of a shark. This Thursday was different though, because when our number 3 comic was up, the friend of comic number 4 duly walked up to the chirpy and got one group to shut up and the other to leave.
The comic number 3 finished his performance and I was back up, as the host and got the impulse to say "Before I bring up your next comedian (turned to the comedian) and sorry to bring you up this way but (back to the audience) I wanna give a special round of applause to the friend because ever so often there is a group of people that just don't respect the fact that there's a show going on, and that there is a comedian up on stage and that there are people wanting to listen to the comedian. We as producers of the show try to politely ask them to....umm....shut the fuck up. Not every show organiser does. But today, here is a lady who has the balls to walk up to the trouble makers and ask them to....umm....shut the fuck up. A lot of audiences make faces and groan and some have sagely words of advice of what to do; today for the first time in my comedic life I have seen an audience member walk the talk (turned to the friend) so thank you very much."
The audience lets out a roar, I let out a smile, and the show goes on...