I’m tired and lazy, so instead of typing out a delicately thought out masterpiece, I’m just going to say two quick, short things.
1. Play with people you like. This is said a lot, but it’s so true. The team I’m on now, Fish Train, was formed from me and a few friends who like to hang out and be around one another wanting to play. We’ve had a few shows now and they are easily the best shows I’ve played. We like each other and trust each other and there’s absolutely no judgement between us. I love it and have so much fun with them.
2. Just have fun. We’re grown adults rolling around on stage, in slow motion, as astronauts fighting off nazis in space and we just can’t stop singing Bruce Springseen hits (which, ultimately, gets in the way of our success in the war against space nazis), so stop worrying if you look dumb on stage. Commit hard to the character and the idea and don’t be so “Look at me, I’m improvising” and detached. Just be in the universe you and your playmate are creating. Also, play with Playboy Playmates. Yeah.
*side note* I expect at least three scenes from three different groups regarding the war against space nazis.
I was parousing (computer/dictionary says that isn’t a word, I say it is) Reddit today and came a cross a thread which asked people “what was the best money they ever spent?” Oddly enough, this lead me to an improv thought.
To my surprise, most people didn’t talk about TVs, computers, or cars….
Maybe I’m in a little bit of bad mood today. Maybe I’ve just had too much caffeine. Maybe I’m nervous about the way too many things I have going on today but I just want to talk for a minute about the perception of Improvisers being open and fair game for anything from anyone at all times. Am I…
We, the undersigned, are musicians, actors, directors, authors, and producers. We make our livelihoods with the artistic works we create. We are also Internet users.
We are writing to express our serious concerns regarding the PROTECT IP Act (PIPA) and the Stop Online Piracy Act (SOPA).
As creative professionals, we experience copyright infringement on a very personal level. Commercial piracy is deeply unfair and pervasive leaks of unreleased films and music regularly interfere with the integrity of our creations. We are grateful for the measures policymakers have enacted to protect our works.
We, along with the rest of society, have benefited immensely from a free and open Internet. It allows us to connect with our fans and reach new audiences. Using social media services like Facebook, Twitter and YouTube, we can communicate directly with millions of fans and interact with them in ways that would have been unimaginable just a few years ago.
We fear that the broad new enforcement powers provided under SOPA and PIPA could be easily abused against legitimate services like those upon which we depend. These bills would allow entire websites to be blocked without due process, causing collateral damage to the legitimate users of the same services - artists and creators like us who would be censored as a result.
We are deeply concerned that PIPA and SOPA’s impact on piracy will be negligible compared to the potential damage that would be caused to legitimate Internet services. Online piracy is harmful and it needs to be addressed, but not at the expense of censoring creativity, stifling innovation or preventing the creation of new, lawful digital distribution methods.
We urge Congress to exercise extreme caution and ensure that the free and open Internet, upon which so many artists rely to promote and distribute their work, does not become collateral damage in the process.
Kevin Devine, Musician
Barry Eisler, Author
Neil Gaiman, Author
Lloyd Kaufman, Filmmaker
Zoë Keating, Musician
The Lonely Island
Daniel Lorca, Musician (Nada Surf)
Erin McKeown, Musician
Samantha Murphy, Musician
Amanda Palmer, Musician (The Dresden Dolls)
Adam Savage, Special Effects Artist (MythBusters)
Hank Shocklee, Music Producer (Public Enemy, The Bomb Squad)
While I'm Happy So Many People Are Voicing Their Opinion And Opposition To SOPA/PIPA,
Imagine if everybody cared this much about EVERY issue out there and not just ones that affect them directly.
Let’s stop these dumb bills but continue to be this passionate about EVERY issue after this. The world has SO many issues that are worst than censoring the internet that a lot of people, myself included, have no opinion on. Let’s change that.
I remember back when this album came out, this was my favorite song on the album. This and Going Away To College. This album is the reason I picked up a bass guitar in the first place. I’ll always have a soft spot in my heart for crappy pop-punk.
This is a series where great improv teachers I know write down their thoughts on teaching improv. We start with Chris Gethard, who was the second person to ever run the UCBT-NY school after Kevin Mullaney. Gethard wrote the first full curriculum for the school, taught dozens and dozens of very popular classes at all levels and also coached some of the best teams to ever develop at the theater. For a majority of the people who have considered themselves UCB performers in the last 10 years, Chris has been one of their prominent coaches/teachers.
Year after year after year after year, millions and millions and millions and millions of our nation’s teenage boys and teenage girls go to malls. To shop. To buy clothes and posters of Mark Wahlberg and Led Zepplin and that girl from Transformers. Or so they say. What’s really going on there? I’m here to figure it out. Malls, are they fact or fiction?
At first I was stumped. Everywhere I looked, I saw shopping malls. Everywhere I looked, I saw somebody holding a bag from American Eagle or Victoria’s Secret or Auntie Anne’s. I couldn’t turn a corner without seeing some punk with braces and a shitty NoFx t-shirt holding a Hot Topic bag, thinking that made him cool or something. All pointing towards the illusion of the existence of malls. I didn’t buy into it though. I knew that there had to be more to it. Some REAL reason our younger population decides to not be home when they aren’t in school.
"Malls first started popping up around the world some time in history," explained Axel Ryder, 16, when I approached him at the Panda Inn inside the Saddlebrook Mall in New Jersey. "I don’t know, man, I’m just a snot nosed punk."
That kid was stupid, ugly and smelled like weed or bad B.O.
The evidence was stacked high and leaning towards the existence of malls. I was losing hope fast when, all of the sudden, I caught wind of something. I heard tales and rumors of a man who lived in Tallahassee. Sure, he was described to me by Florida vacationers checking out Time Square for their first time as a homeless dude with an affinity for peyote and shrooms, but I had to take any lead I could.
"Yeah, man, malls are just the government’s way of preoccupying our minds and distracting us while they fire missles at Russia and cover up alien landings and abductions," Marcus Hubble, 63, shouted at me from his handmade tin-foil tent housed on the bed of County Road 151.
I had something. It was a conspiracy that lead all the way to the top. I had credible information and I wasn’t going to be shut down or shut up. I was going to expose this. I marched* to Washington D.C. and stormed the Capitol Building.
"Sir, you can’t just barge in here," a burly security guard named Stevie T. was yelling at me. "You need to leave."
I was kicked out of Washington D.C.
I didn’t find much else on the matter, but something’s fishy. Why’d Washington shut me up so quickly if not.
For WGOS News, I’m Bucky Brennon and I just served you the truth.
*by marched, I mean that I hopped on a plane and flew there.
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It had been seven years since he had last seen her. Her, the mythical ‘one who got away’. The reason he was afraid to talk to girls. It had been seven years since he saw her making out with somebody at his going away party. Seven years since he felt his heart break like it never had before, a sort of feeling that doesn’t wash away no matter how many beers or whiskeys you pour into your mouth. No matter how many girls you grow crushes on and no matter how much time passes, you still have this burn deep within yourself. Tanner felt this every night.