Hi. Gaby here. This site’s been dormant for a good long while. I’ve been posting regularly at No Fun Gaby Dunn doing all kinds of amazing things. Head over there, if you’re still following this Tumblr and follow me there to see where I’ve been since 100 Interviews.
Part of me thinks it’s too soon to be writing about this because I don’t think I’ve completely processed how I feel, but I also think maybe this has happened to other women and I should talk about it in as raw a way as possible. I’m still really embarrassed and ashamed and garbled up inside, but maybe this can start a helpful discussion in terms of women and comedy.
Last night, I was on a stand up show in the East Village. The show started out with a small crowd and the host did an amazing job interacting with them and riling them up. By the time I got on stage, there were about 20 or so more people in the audience and the place had really filled up. The show was still kind of loose because of the back and forth between the host and the audience, so when I got on stage, I riffed a bit about the stuff that had happened before and then talked to one guy on the side of the audience who the host had dubbed “Banana Republic.” All joke-y. All in good fun.
Then, I start my actual set and do my first two jokes, which go pretty okay. I start another joke that is vaguely sexual - not crude, not crass - mainly silly and that goes well too. The next joke I do is about my boyfriend.
At a comedy show, when you’re on stage, usually you can’t see the audience because of the bright lights. So I’m looking into pitch darkness. As I start the joke, someone yells, “Does your boyfriend know?” referring to the sexuality joke I’d just told. I stop, laugh and say that he does because I think it’s just more of the loose environment that’s been going on at this show. I attribute it to an audience member just having fun.
I start to tell the joke about my boyfriend again, and at the midway point, the same voice yells something else derogatory about my boyfriend, homophobic and misogynistic towards me. I stop, confused. I can’t see who is talking to me so I make a HUGE mistake and say, “Sir, if you’re gonna talk to me, you need to come to the front because I can’t see you.” I think calling him out like this will shut him up.
Someone mentioned this should go here too.
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A StarKid Is Born: Joe Moses in the New York Times Magazine
Plus, the Joe Moses starter kit. All by me in this week’s magazine!
Shout out to the People’s Improv Theater and to Jaime Lyn Beatty and (especially) to Brian Holden, who gave me an amazing interview that sadly ended up on the cutting room floor. ICU Tessa Netting.
If you’re a Starkid fan and like the Internet Famous piece about Joe, please comment on the Times site! It helps them let me write more about them if the editors see a big response.
Maybe I’ll put some bonus material here if people are interested?
My second ‘Famous on the Internet’ column!
Anonymous said: I thoroughly enjoyed your interview with James Deen. It was fun and personal with your own self-conscious thoughts interspersed. Thank you for writing it. -20 something straight male who likes NPR and good interviews
Thank you! I tried to be as truthful as possible as to what I was feeling - even if my parents ended up reading it. Meep.