Reporting LIVE from JFL Montreal!
Hello from the funniest place on the planet (this week)!
I’m reporting “live” from Montreal at the wondrous Just for Laughs Festival [cue ba da da da dup! JFL theme song here]
Tony and I arrived in town in the nick of time! Our train pulled in 30 minutes late so it was a bit of a rush to check in, get our passes and make it to our first show on time.
But we did!
That first show was the Jeff Goldblum Gala at Place des Arts. The hilarious and dapper Patrick “never ages” Haye was performing his first gala at the Festival along side others such as Yuks family friend Darrin Rose. This was Darrin’s fifth time at the Festival, and after watching him last night we know why he keeps being asked back! Patrick was no slouch either. His charm and wit wowed the crowd and kept them laughing from start to finish. Oh, and let me just say, Jeff Glodblum was weird.
After the gala we ran over to Club Soda to catch John Cullen’s All-Access TV taping. John was up after Big Jay Oakerson. And if you haven’t seen Big Jay before, let’s just say he’s not everyone’s type. He walked two older audience members around the time he was talking about his teenagers “big bush”. So ya, that happened. John however, got out there and slayed! He told a story of one of his students and a particularly not good day for him as a gym teacher. It was very funny and it’s a shame those old people missed it. Julian McCullough, a comic from San Francisco had a great set about our fair country and just how desolate Winnipeg is. He’s not wrong. Never been.
By the time those shows were done, it was time for the first shmooze-fest. And it was time for Tony to get some smoked meat. We met with tonnes of other industry types and got the chance to chat with all our Yuk Yuk’s comics as well as the many others that are here for the Fest. 4 hours flew by, and suddenly it was 3am and my feet hurt.
Oh ya, and earlier, we ran into Tom Green on the street. He’s a cool guy, always. You just never know who you’re going to see here. Judd Apatow was just chillin’ on St. Catherine too. I haven’t seen him since I went through his dirty laundry. True story.
That’s it for now, but never fear… I’ll be back tomorrow for more tales of comedy, meat and a foot update.