Gig 6 – Gareth Stack – Exchange Dublin from dbspin on Vimeo.

I finally did it… I bit the bullet and got up on stage. The first time was like my junior cert, leaving cert and début Butt Magazine shoot all in one. I sat at the back of the room folded into the foetal position, repeating my set over and over in my head, pausing only to drain an endless series of 7ups. When my name came- all too quick and earlier than I’d been warned, it was like being dragged to the chair at noon instead of midnight. The spotlight was blinding, like the full beam lamps of an oncoming moon driven by a mad moonman. I forget myself halfway through a sentence. I gibbered like an iguana given the power of speech. I got addicted.

So far I’ve managed to get five gigs down, not bad as it’s a fact that there are eight hundred Irish ‘comedians’ to every goon who’d feels like drinking at them. I’ve set up a blog to track my hideous journey. It’s here I shall write of my voyage from virgin to whore, recounting in nauseating detail each punters crude request. Check it out over at Virgin Standup.

Oh the humanity.