City Mitten

I saw Tracy Morgan last Friday at Carnegie Hall for the New York Comedy Festival. And I’m not writing about it until now. This could mean either A) I am extremely lazy or B) I don’t really have to much to say.

Unfortunately, it is the latter.

Tracy Morgan was a bit of a let down. The woman who opened up for him actually made me laugh. It seemed like Tracy Morgan just wanted to distance himself from Tracy Jordan, the character he plays on 30 Rock. And I like Tracy Jordan better. He’s silly and he’s fun. Tracy Morgan was just crass. I mean, I expect comedians to push people’s buttons and cross the line, but Tracy had one topic, pushed it as far as he could and stayed there for the nextr hour and twenty minutes. It was boring. And also, at times, extremely homophobic.

We did have nice seats. It was my friend M’s first time at Carnegie, so she was excited and I think we were both reluctant to tell each other afterward that we were a little disappointed. I need to go back to Carnegie now and see something really sweet, cause Tracy Morgan was not it.

Oh, I got some (anonymous) flack on my first Carnegie post for putting up pictures of Ricky Gervais when you weren’t supposed to take pictures, so I’ll say that this time around, there was no such announcement, and people taking pictures were not told to stop.

Two things from Tracy I did like:

1) The fact that he would call out everyone who interrupted him. I loved when he talked back to the audience.

2) One joke he made about how women get all dressed up and go out just to say no. He was like, “You talk to a girl at a club and she’s like, ‘Oh, I have a boyfriend.’ Well, where he AT? You’re at the CLUB!”

I thought that was funny.

Well, time to catch up on 30 Rock. I still love that show and I still love Mr. Tracy and I still think he’s great, I’m just not the biggest fan of Mr. Tracy live.