20 Jul

This was on my friend’s Facebook wall the other day:

Andy Davis, better known as Andyman, died while drowning on vacation. It was sad.


I both loved and hated* this man. The reason why I hate Andyman is because he is responsible for my utter demise in having a normal 9 to 5 job. But thats OK, because I still love him.

This is what I wrote in between all the sad comments on that post above:

I wrote something funny…well at least it was funny to me. I wrote something funny because Andyman was one of the funniest people I ever known.

It was Andyman who introduced me to the world of improv comedy and changed my life forever.

Mostly because later in life I learned I sucked at improv comedy.

Andyman and I went to broadcasting school together. It was one of those schools that quickly appears in a random strip mall, right between a Chinese restaurant and a dry cleaners, takes everyone’s money, and disappears two years later…only to pop up in some other city, in some other state.

You had to audition for the school, but guess what? Everyone with $2ooo seemed to pass the audition. I think of the 12 of us in my class, only 3 of us had any real talent.

Myself, of course.

Andyman, of course.

And Sherri, of course. (Because I was hooking up with her.)

This greatest lesson I learned at that school was that I didn’t want to become a DJ.

Later in life, that would actually change when I got to Florida and discovered this radio station, 104.1. 104 is a talk station, but not like a regular talk station, the shows are entertaining. Most talk stations are all about sports, politics, or how to weed your garden. This station is more like Season 4 of Seinfeld meets a Game Show meets the last great comedic movie you saw. I’m not saying I could actually do what those talk show hosts do, but if they had a station like that in Ohio, I would have at least given it a shot.

So I’m sitting in school, thinking this is a mistake…I knew it was a mistake because I had gotten a job at the roller rink as their DJ. It was a terrible gig. The DJ who trained me also put together their 20 minute birthday route.  He showed me how to run it once, and expected me to know it by heart. It was a combination of reading a script, running a projector, and playing some really cheesy birthday games…on skates of course. My mentor Roller Rink DJ was pretty much a douche bag. I think, he thought, I wanted his job.

I didn’t.

I just wanted some practiced that payed. If you interned at a radio station, you were working for free.

I grew tired of the Roller Rink job quick. On my last day I put on Kool Moe Dee’s Wild Wild West on a loop and left the DJ booth forever.

For all I know, 12 teenagers could still be skating in a circle to it.

So……I’m sitting in school, thinking this is a mistake, when Andyman introduces me to improv comedy. I’m sure you know what that is, but just in case, it’s a form of comedy where you take suggestions from the audience and turn it into a scene.

I loved it.

I loved it so much, that I decided not to take an internship with a radio station and form my own improv group. It was called: Left of Center.

What set us apart from other improv groups is that we also preformed pre-written comedy skits…which actually we were pretty good at.

It was a good run while it lasted. We got on the local comedy bar circuit, opened for Leon Redbone, and was written up in two or three newspapers.

The group died when we brought it to Florida to try to ink out a television deal. The show’s vision fell along the lines of an American version of Monty Python.

Don’t flip through your TV channels trying to find us, we never got a deal.

I wouldn’t trade those experiences for anything to be honest. Those were great times. I could write many pieces on those days preforming in the bars, but I’ll bore you another day.

Andyman went on to work for the only really good radio station in Columbus, Ohio; 101.1. (which I guess now is 102.1 or 102.B or 101 1/2…I’m not quite sure)

This station played Alternative rock commercially when normally you could only hear that type of music on a college radio station and would have to suffer through a drunk, stoned, college station DJ.

I would have tried to work for 101.1 as well if Andyman didn’t inspire me to try something different.

What’s iconic is my brother also ended up working for that station as well as his best friend.

I know Andyman is squatting on a cloud somewhere up in heaven, playing some groovy tunes, and making the cherubs laugh their diapers off.

I miss you bro. Peace and love.

*I actually never hated Andyman. I followed a dream. It didn’t work out. At least I won’t have a “What if…” gnawing at the back of my brain.


9 Responses to “Andyman”

  1. Christopher De Voss July 20, 2012 at 3:35 PM #

    I miss the guy. And I miss Kool Moe Dee.

  2. Christopher De Voss April 26, 2013 at 8:42 AM #

    Reblogged this on Christopher De Voss and commented:

    Reblogging this today because it is Andyman’s birthday. Happy birthday big guy.

    I will always remember this story you told about having sex with this girl and she stuck her finger up your butt. I don’t remember the story as much as I remember the face you made when you told it.

    Love you man!

  3. rheath40 April 26, 2013 at 10:27 AM #

    Funny and sad story Chris. I liked the way you honored him. He would most assuredly approved and laughed at it. Good for you for following a dream too. Not many of us can say that. Even if it didn’t pan out the way you wanted, you got to try. How beautiful is that?

    • Christopher De Voss April 26, 2013 at 1:29 PM #

      True. I have had a couple that have not worked out.

      • rheath40 April 26, 2013 at 1:29 PM #

        Haven’t we all my sweet. Haven’t we all….

  4. silkpurseproductions April 27, 2013 at 12:48 PM #

    Everyone should be remembered for the times they made us laugh and the funny stuff they did. Laughter is a great way to honour a person’s memory. I am reminded of the Mary Tyler Moore episode when Chuckles the Clown dies. It is still one of the funniest episodes of anything ever on TV.

  5. Monk Monkey April 27, 2013 at 7:18 PM #

    Some story! Sorry I missed it last time. So good u followed a dream. Jealous!

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