As I sat in the fifth row of the beautiful Midland Theater last night, I knew I was going to be in for a purely awesome adult treat. No, I wasn’t going to see some strip show. And I sure the hell wasn’t in Tijuana, so there wasn’t any donkey show either. You see, Louis C.K. had come to my hometown. Kansas City was once again graced by some gloriously profane and downright piss your pants inducing humor. This was going to be a great night indeed.
This was the second year in a row Louis C.K.’s tour had stopped in Kansas City. And for the second time in less than twelve months, my ass was parked right smack-dab in the middle of hilarity. As I was ushered to my seat, I could feel the level of excitement rise in the theater as 8:00pm hit. More than 2200 rabid fans jammed The Midland Theater full with hopes of letting out some good belly laughs. Man, they were not disappointed.
For over a solid hour, I could hardly catch my breath. As Louis belted out quips about his failed marriage, kids, and fellatio, I couldn’t keep from crying. If you haven’t had the fortune of experiencing him live, you are truly missing out. Louis C.K. delivers his thoughts on life with a humor and harshness that is missing with most comedians these days. His language is not used as shock factor, but more as a tool to get his ideas and views across in a plainly stated manner. Fuck, shit, and every other four letter word effortlessly flows out of his mouth to illustrate the stupidity of mankind and the underlying humor that the shittiness of life’s situations can bring. Nothing is off limits to Louis C.K. You know that really bad thing you always think, but rarely ever say? Well, Louis C.K. will say it for you. In fact, his honesty is a particularly awesome charm of his whole stand-up routine. Bits about how stupid his youngest daughter is and how twenty-somethings are the most worthless pieces of shit on the planet make me laugh so hard, I actually wondered if I would be able to catch my breath.
As Louis C.K. thanked Kansas City for coming out to see his show, every single person immediately jumped to their feet. A roar of applause, cheers, and whistles flooded The Midland Theater as if Elvis himself had just left the building. My ribs ached from laughter. My eyes were still watering from happy tears. There is nothing like seeing a great comedian live and on stage. Even if it’s just for an hour, you get to escape reality and focus on nothing but remembering to breathe in-between laughter. I know it may sound silly, but it truly rejuvenates your mind. And on some levels the constant laughter refreshes your soul. So, if Louis C.K. comes through Kansas City again next year, you’ll find me in the exact same place. Fifth row, beer in hand, laughing my ass off. It really doesn’t get much better than that.