Kevin Smith at Carnegie Hall

Lost Tourist: Excuse me, how do you get to Carnegie Hall?

Grizzled New Yorker: Practice.

I'm a huge fan of Kevin Smith and the funny thing is that his movies are probably my least favorite aspect of his artistic contributions*. I love his weekly Smodcast podcasts with his longtime filmmaking partner, Scott Mosier. He's a fantastic guest on Opie and Anthony and he's a fun actor to watch on screen. Most important, he strikes me as a guy that would be a pisser to hang out with.

I admire good storytellers and Smith is a master. His engrossing stories seamlessly weave thought-provoking points with his great sense of humor. So when Smith announced that he was performing his one-man show Silent Bob Speaks at Carnegie Hall, I immediately bought tickets. And in my case, I took the LIRR to the C train (Columbus Circle) to get to Carnegie Hall.

In what must have been a thrill of a lifetime for Smith, he held court on stage in front of a mostly packed house SOLD OUT CROWD for about three hours, regaling the crown with stories about Jennifer Garner, adventures in the bathroom and claiming that he was the Wayne Gretzky of cunnilingus.

Here are the first 6 minutes, courtesy of Gregg "Opie" Hughes' Twitter account:



Congrats and thank you, Kevin Smith. You knocked it out of the park, and put on a hell of a show.

*That's not to say that I don't go to the theaters when his movies come out and I own all of his movies on DVD, in fact I think I've bought Clerks 3 times.