So on the last day of the World Series of Comedy in Las Vegas, I started coming down with a head cold. Sunday’s drive home was pretty miserable. And Monday I had a headlining gig at the Tower Grill in Concord.
Fortunately, it’s a really small, intimate show, with no more than a couple dozen people. So I didn’t have to go full bore with either energy or volume, which was nice. And they were a fantastic little crowd. Did all the material that bombed in my Vegas set and it worked great here. Singing was quite a trick as my throat is a mess and my ears are plugged. But I managed to get through Bad Porno Sex (which I can do in my sleep at this point) and Buy My Shit (ditto). Had some trouble on my new song, “Look Here”. Singing in a falsetto with no voice is a bad idea. But the jokes flew at least. 🙂
It’s a funny thing, performing while sick. For the most part the symptoms go away. I still felt a but stuffy, but no sneezing, no coughing, and my energy was the best it had been in days. An audience has that effect on a performer. I’ve done shows in really terrible shape at times and I always feel great on stage. And terrible again as soon as I’m done. It’s like some weird chemical magic between performer and audience.