Hustling. For years he hustled, harder than you might think. It was hard work but Malcolm was starting to catch a couple breaks.
Working the mic, the crowd, it was hard work, but after 6 years of working his ass off Malcolm was finally starting to make progress. Sweat catches notice, one can hope.
Mac is a comedian. Stand up and writer mostly. Malcolm was always considered to be a funny guy by his friends, and an asshole fuck head of a clown by at least more than one other person. Mac was not big by any means, but he was starting to get a lil notice and the notice was coming in faster and faster.
He started with an open mic night, that was done on a dare and fueled by copious amount of liquor on his birthday at a local club. He didn’t bomb completely in those 5 minutes up on stage, but the joker caught the bug. Comedians will tell you, there is something addicting about being the reason, the god damned source, for someone’s laughter and smiles. It’s like a drug, and gives a hell of a high. It was a high Mac would crave over and over again.
It led to a few more open mic nights at the local clubs, the odd paid gig here and there too. But lets face it, when you’re a nobody still you’re lucky if the money you make covers gas and hotel, or helps towards rent. Or you know, if you’re like Mac you can just take advantage of the fact that most the clubs and some of the people who watch your show will feed you drinks all night once your time on stage is done.
A friend of his would help lead to Mac getting a bit more notice though. One night, Mac had the opportunity to do his first 45 minute set at a club on the Canadian side of Niagara falls. He’d performed here a few times, but this was his longest set, and with mostly new material too. His friend filmed everything on an iphone while Malcolm wore a bluetooth mic so the audio was crisp. The set killed the audience, the video started to make big moves on YouTube. He hit over 500,000 views, the most he’d ever got. But it wasn’t just the views that were happening, it was who was viewing it. The video led to a bit of recognition from a couple of bigger people in the industry. Mac got hit up by Funny or Die to do a couple things there, got invited to play a few shows out in Montreal and Toronto that were associated with the people that put on the Just for Laughs festivals in both cities.
The Just for Laughs shows led to a few more bookings. Mac ended up opening for another comedian at the Friday night party of the Russian Grand Prix in Sochi at the end of April. That show led to some schmoozing and Malcolm was hit up for a few more shows. He did a few more weeks in Sochi and was also booked for a private party in Severograd in near by Chernarus, Some rich guys company’s private fundraiser.
Being an Asian American in this shit hole though, hasn't been easy. People's true colors come out when they think it's their life or yours. And those true colors tend to not like yellow, or red, white, and blue. They say that comedians are usually very broken on the inside, that the ones that make us laugh and smile often hard the darkest shit. You just have to hope shit can't get any darker, but Mac knows it can.