Come out this Thursday, April 3rd, for an incredible show, 'PAUL ODDO AND FRIENDS' at the People's Republic of Brooklyn (247 Smith St). I've seen Paul (Boston Comedy Festival Winner 2012) perform a handful of times and he's blown me away exponentially every time. He's getting ready to record his first stand-up CD and you get to hear it before anyone else. The line-up also includes the hilarious Sarah Tollemache (UCB, CAROLINE'S) and myself. The show starts at 9PM and is $5. It's going to be ridiculously fun and I might even have a sleeping bag full of grapes JUST FOR YOU!
Mark Hoppus has been one my biggest supporters and proponents for a long time now. He's given me many words of encouragement and the message he always comes back to has been: "Don't give up. Don't stop. No more giving me song name ideas, "Dr. Who Let The Dogs Out" is never going to be on wax."
I am grateful for people like him, a rockstar that reads the writings of a weirdo that lives in Brooklyn.
Yes! I would like a TV show! Yes! I would like a book deal! Yes! I would like the monkeys in the panic room to stop eating all the red velvet cupcakes!
but I know nothing big really happens overnight (I waited all night and Mr. and Mrs. Hollywood didn't come a-knockin'). It comes from continued hard work and an even greater resolve to continue to challenge yourself to be the best you, you can be, and by giving Charlie Sheen twelve suitcases of pure horse every full moon.
I am also grateful for every supporter I have. I try and read every @ and the kind words I've gotten over the past week have made me feel like the lunch lady gave me an extra scoop of Sloppy Joe for no reason at all except she thought that I was funny and I begged her for it.
Thank you for making me feel special. I will continue to try harder as soon as I'm done loading these suitcases into this taxi (there's a full moon tonight).
I'm writing to express my sincere gratitude to all the people I've come in contact with since moving to NYC almost seven years ago. I've been doing stand-up since I was 17 and always feel like I should have more to show for it, something to really be proud of. Finally get a writing gig or a TV credit. I still want those things but the older I get, and especially over the last couple of weeks, I've been doing some reflecting.
Too often I take things for granted: my friends, family, health, how many rudabegas I have in dry storage, etc.
I am thankful for every person that has come to a show, rejected me from a show, told me to keep on trucking, told me to pack it up, has followed me, has unfollowed me, has said YES on the FB invite to the really big show that matters then doesn't show up. You have made this skinny bastard from St. Paul finally start to man up and grow a thick skin.
Thank you friends, fans, family, lovers and haters alike.
I'm not stopping now! I'm just getting warmed up!!!!
*gets pulled over by police*
"What is this?" "That's a rainbow, Mr. Putin." "Tear down the sky." "Sir, you can't possib- *gun clicks* "Tear. It. Down."
— Sam Grittner (@SamGrittner) February 8, 2014
'Twas the Night before Christmas, when all through the building,
There was only the sound of silence and an empty feeling,
The homemade leather stockings were hung with love and care,
You could also find them on Etsy for a price that was both reasonable and fair,
The hipsters were fast asleep in their ironic race car beds,
While visions of mustache-bikes and bands no one has heard of yet, break danced and twerked in their heads,
The foodies tried to sleep but of course they were wide awake,
so they YELPED about a shitty breakfast and Instagrammed red velvet cupcakes,
The professionals were long gone, away on a vacation,
Spending what you and I pay in rent, just to arrive at the destination,
They tried to sleep but insomnia was the trend,
Especially when they forgot to pack a week's supply of their sleep-crutch I mean Ambien,
No DJ's were mixing, no punks were garbage-sifting,
'Twas just me in my apartment, drinking eggnog and think-a-linking,
All the people were gone, and that was more than alright,
For the first time since I moved to New York, I might just have my first silent night.
Do you enjoy my comedies? Well, this post is to let you know about my plans for the next year: Stand-up, stand-up, stand-up, name-brand bath salts ONLY!
After almost 14 years of telling joke onstage, I lucked out and have been given a residency at a show called MANIFESTO! produced by The Experiment and run by Mo Fathelbab and Tim Ellis at The People's Republic of Brooklyn. Every Tuesday from now (not Christmas Eve but EVERY week after that) until next November, I will be performing 8-10 minutes and THEN I will be recording my first stand-up album. This is a goal I've had my entire life and some truly awesome people are helping make this dream a reality.
I've been performing every week in a supportive room and the only thing I want to get is better: sharper, leaner (not literally!), more arms, spiffy, turgid, and a hat made out of a Mojito (a mahato).
I am headlining the New Year's Eve show at The People's Republic of Brooklyn and I am thrilled and excited and nervous and practicing so I can finally show off that I has a pretty serious case of the sillies. You can buy tickets HERE. I cannot wait to show off where I'm at and where I'm going with my writing/performing/crying in DENNY's washrooms.
I will be promoting the weekly show a lot more, as the room has become very special to me. The line-up every week is truly fantastic and every show has been a really fun time for audience and performer alike. Plus, aside from NYE, it's ALWAYS FREE and there's NO DRINK MINIMUM.
So if you're reading this, come out to a show sometime soon! ESPECIALLY if you think I'm funny online, I simply can't encourage you enough to see me perform live. Or if you live in NYC and have told yourself you're going to, do it!
THANK YOU FOR YOUR SUPPORT!