I’ve never live-tweeted before and I’ve been searching for something live-tweet worthy for my first experience. So, when my friend invited me to see Sarah Silverman at the Rex (a hipster bar in Toronto), I thought THIS IS PERFECT! I will live tweet the s**t out of this Sarah Silverman show!
Well, actually, first, I asked about the cost of admission, and my friend called the Rex, and when he finally got some guy on the horn, the guy told him that it’s first come, first-served on the night of the show. The guy didn’t know exactly how much tickets were, but he guesstimated between $20 – $30. His advice was to arrive three hours early to avoid waiting in a long line-up because the Rex doesn’t hold shows like this very often. “It sounds very odd,” my friend admitted by email. “But it’s a jazz bar so I guess that’s about right.”
So my husband and I got there three hours early on the night of the show, and held a seat for our friend who was delayed at work. We were beyond excited about seeing Sarah Silverman in such an intimate venue. We sat near the stage but not too close because that’s always dangerous when you’re dealing with comedians unless you enjoy that type of attention which we personally do not.
A pretty good jazz band was playing and we ate dinner, and ordered pint after pint of Tankhouse from the bearded waiter, as we waited for the Rex to get packed.
Around this time, I tweeted my first and only tweet.
I should back up a bit and say that we noticed, on the way in, that the sign outside said “NYC’s Sarah Silverman Quartet” and not “NYC’s Sarah Silverman performing comedy.” However, we did some Googling and found a video of Sarah Silverman singing in a jazz quartet. I guess this is kind of like how the actor Russell Crowe is also in a rock band, said my husband.
Well, not exactly.
The Rex never did get packed, and, eventually, I grew suspicious enough to ask the staffer wandering around collecting donations for the show when Sarah Silverman was actually going to take the stage. He said something like: “WAIT, YOU DON’T THINK IT’S SARAH SILVERMAN THE COMEDIAN THAT’S GOING TO BE HERE DO YOU????”
When Sarah Silverman finally took the stage, she was a woman in her third trimester earnestly belting out covers of sappy love songs. She was the antithesis of the edgy comedian we had just spent three hours waiting for.
Yes, we had a good laugh.
Yes, in retrospect, Sarah Silverman performing at the Rex was too good to be true.
And yes, now I need to find something else to live tweet.