Goin Hoard
I’ve been doin comedy in NYC for almost 4 years, and I still think about/am thankful for the ATL comedy scene I started in. One of the best parts about Atlanta is there is very little industry presence. It can serve as a perfect training facility for stand up that is kinda hidden away from the bullshit. The scene started to really explode about a year and a half after I started. Everything seemed to click with the comics coming up or relocating from smaller cities, and the venues that facilitated quality stagetime. I remember a palpable sense of progression and pushing yourself. I was consistently blown away by my friends and their new shit, and I knew I better not go up with some ol bullshit when my peers were bringin heat. There was definitely an unspoken obligation to bring it and not be a comedy wuss. Complaining about when you were going up or who you had to follow was unthinkable. Having a meltdown over a bad set was out of the question. This is the way I think it should be.
