Brian Begins…
February 28, 2007 · Print This Article
Have you ever wondered how Brian Mollica started out in stand up comedy and grew to the ranks of mega star? No? Well that’s too fucking bad, because he’s gonna tell you anyway.
To commemorate his 8th year in stand up, Brian takes everyone on the journey of his life, from an obsessed 5 year old, to his time in New York, and finally to being the fat guy on Cash Poker. Please try not to doze off.
Brian shares the wealth a little bit, however, by checking in on the listener comments. Some include, feedback on Rogan vs. Mencia, stand up at the Oscars, and is Dice making a comeback?
Finally, we end the show by spotlighting a comedian that everybody loves, unless of course you’re a foul mouthed bastard.
Email: brianmcomedy@gmail.com
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Hi guys,
Thinking about whether comedians should or shouldn’t kick people when they’re down; I believe that comedians should always try to say ‘Hang on a sec…..this status quo isn’t right’ or simply take things differently and don’t react like sheep about news stories.
Yeah, you can definitely get a laugh out of Brittany’s recent troubles. Shooting fish in a barrel can be amusing for 5 minutes until they stop flapping about……but really comics should have been calling on the shit that she was coming out with all those years ago. By saying ‘I’m going to be a virgin till married’ and all that purer than the driven snow crap was never really pointed out when she started doing songs called ‘I’m a Slave 4 U’ and dressing like a hooker…….
Good to hear your story Brian! I’m extremely intrigued that it wasn’t like the movie ‘Midnight Cowboy’ at all!
The Oscars isn’t a dream gig… don’t they get $1 million for doing it. I’d do it.
The money is a dream, but the gig sucks. I’ve done plenty of shit gigs for the money. Of course, my gigs were for a whole lot less money and they were a whole lot more shitty.
Thanks Nick. I had to leave all of the sexy parts out of my story because I’m such an influential role model to children.
For all interested, Dice Undisputed premiers Sunday at 10pm on VH1
Article 1: Craig Ferguson. I respect his decision to not rip Britney, but to tell other people is akin to Cosby telling comedians to not use profanity. My position on these people is: When you sign-up to be a public figure/performer you must accept the fact that there are going to be nutcases chasing you around photographing your genitals when you don’t wear appropriate clothing, and people will publicly berate you for every dumb thing you do. This is part of being a “star”. Secondly do we show this much concern for someone who lives next door and is having a rough go of it? No. We simply ignore them and call them a degenerate when talking to the other neighbors.
Article 2: The Oscars. Here’s my problem with the Oscars. Jerry Seinfeld gets like 3 minutes to do his bit but people like Guillermo del Toro and Al Gore get about 30 seconds to a minute to get their thank yous in befor the music starts playing. To me this is horrible. “Here’s your award, we don’t give a fuck what you want to say so take it and get the hell outta here.” Granted Gore just wanted to tell us again that he invented the internet but still give them a reasonable amount of time to thank people.
Good to hear the story Brian. It seems too many comedians today think that all they need is just 5 good minutes to get their sitcom shot or other acting to get out of doing standup. Standup is as viable an art form as any other and perhaps the most pure because it is one writer, one editor, one performer, one voice. You stand or fall alone.
Darcy, talk about doing gigs for the money, being an amateur magician, I have done plenty of gigs for the money. Honestly, doing magic for money sucks, because a lot of people want to not just heckle you but show everyone they know how something is done. Children are the worst, oh fuck are they the worst. Adults can be embarrassed with a smart ass comment, but kids will just run up and grab shit out of your hands. Then the parents want to sit there and laugh.
One time I threatened a kid, who was being an ass, to make him disappear. My next trick was making a milk bottle vanish, then had it reappear from a box that was optically too small to contain it. After the kid saw that, he started weeping and sobbing. I was satisfied, the terror was settling down, until his mom saw him and demanded I show him that it wasn’t real. I told her that I reveal no effects, but if she wanted to be shown the secret I would be more than happy to sell it to her for $1000 dollars.
Aparantly, she didn’t mind her child being sad that much.
But, yeah, sometimes you do a gig solely for the money, not for the venue. Also, you sometimes do a venue for what it is, and not the money, because the exposure is worth more to you than the money.
Brian, I have a question for you. I suffer from occasional panic attacks, and Once I got one in the middle of a show. I had to quickly devise a way to power through it. All those tiny little eyes seemed like little daggers coming straight for me. Have you ever had something like that happen in the middle of an act, and how did you deal with it?
BTW, I apologize for not using the call in line as of yet, I will soon, when I get a good joke for you.
Jay Mohr suffers from panic attacks also. I read his “SNL behind the scenes” book, he speaks of it there. Don’t remember the title, but a good read.
Ok so this Irish guy is in a disco. He sees this girl that he likes and asks her ‘Hey, do you wanna come back to mine for some sex?’ She replies ‘I’m on my menstrual cycle.’
‘Great’, the guy says. ‘I’m on my scooter. I’ll follow you home!’