Just For Spite
As part of my week-long campaign to convince myself that I’m totally ok with not being in Montreal for Just For Laughs, I thoroughly enjoyed this piece of honesty from Winnipeg-bound Doug Stanhope, who for the previous few years did independent shows in Montreal to coincide with the festival.
“Just for Laughs, the money they rake in and still they pay comics nothing, they think it’s still fucking 1994 where a comic is going to walk up and make half million dollars on a development deal. I’m not one to call the kettle black because I’ve rode off what I’ve done in the past, but at least I’m aware of it.”
The full Q&A is conducted by Jared Storey, and occupies my former territory of Uptown Magazine’s comedy pages (er… Page? Half page?) here.
Also, the description of the Royal Albert is spot on. I partied in those rooms with Canadian bands By Divine Right and hHead in 1997, but only ran into problems when we couldn’t find a pizza place willing to send its delivery drivers there. Good thing Mr. Bones employed bikers.

