The Depressive’s Guide to Comedy: Laughing to Keep From Crying
“My mom supports my comedy by sending me articles of other comedians… who’ve killed themselves.”
Though her bile isn’t as inwardly directed as some of the comics on this list, Jena Friedman judges herself as harshly as she does the subjects of her jokes. With a not-so-convincingly contrite shrug, Friedman excuses herself from jokes about abortion, cancer, and suicide without ever giving the impression that her bluer material exists solely for shock value.
Full interview with Jena Friedman HERE.
sorry, I don’t have $2 to give you for your bus ticket, but it’s nice to know you think I look like I would
check out that sad girl roaming the frozen food aisle at the 24 hr bodega wondering what tastes like happiness and pretending she’s not me
There are more representative clips of Chelsea Peretti’s stand up available online, but none that more accurately reflect the ups and downs of depressive episodes (watch the whole clip!). The energetic (feigned?) apathy that exists at the core of Peretti’s material makes her enthusiastic critiques of her appearance, elaborate tales of dating woes, and insistence that she’s a something of slacker (her appearances on Louie and The Sarah Silverman Program and the fact that she writes for Parks and Recreation suggest otherwise) easier to swallow.
Depression: I just heard the faucet drip and was like “I know”
I mention “my ex” a lot to make it clear someone was able to love me.
“This will make me sound really insecure, but sometimes I feel like everyone in Al Qaeda hates me.”
Josh Comers makes Eeyore seem like The Tazmanian Devil –- and I say that as a compliment. Though he insisted during an interview on the We’re All Friends Here podcast that he’s not depressed, Comers admits that in his 20s, he “spent a lot of weekends in bed.” Even his employer, Conan “Please-Don’t-Be-Cynical” O’Brien, picked up on his mopey demeanor, as Comers revealed in the same episode: “[Conan would say] ‘When Comers walks by, flowers wilt, birds fall out of the sky dead.’” Still, Josh somehow manages to crank out topical and pop culture jokes for his boss (and for a while on his blog, Jokes That Won’t Matter Tomorrow) like a machine. One would think that the dramatic differences between his job and his personal style would have, by now, caused enough cognitive dissonance to make the average man explode -– but Josh Comers clearly contains multitudes.
I’m like the Don Draper of nothing.
Met a guy with a better inferiority complex than me.
“I would be a jellyfish because when you don’t have a nervous system you can’t be sad.”
Splitsider and Professional Comedy’s own Mike Drucker is not exactly a habitually dark comic, — his style tends to mix the personal with the observational — but he dabbles in enough lighthearted self-deprecation to whet my dark appetite. Drucker’s manner often matches the matter of his bits with self-referential — occasionally amusedly harsh — appraisals of material he’s just completed. With a shrug and a chuckle, Mike submits, “That tag will never work”. It works, Mike. It works.
Today’s realization: Working out doesn’t make me less depressed, it just makes me too tired to hate.
Almost bought a giant foam twenty-sided die until I realized it was a bit of a lateral move solution to this depression problem.
*Rebecca O’Neal doesn’t want you to worry. Thanks to Obamacare, she’ll be insured as of January 2011.