As you know I’ve been hosting an open mic for developing and professional performers in Berlin for the past eight years! It’s every Sunday. I’m very proud of the community that we have built and the family that was created from this dynamic. I have seen some great up-and-coming Berlin bass comics grow develop and I admire the practice the perseverance and the desire that many of these souls have shown us.
Thank you for continuing to support us and to trust that we have a safe space for you.
It’s Berlin’s favorite comedy storytelling open mic!
Hosted by Josh Telson & Michele Guido, in our temporary new home Comedy Café Berlin!
6 to 8 people share with us a true story from their lives that may shock us, excite us, embarrass us or inspire us, but will definitely make us laugh! Our only rules are make it true and make it funny.
The show starts promptly and seating is limited, so be sure to get reserve seats using the ticket link above.
Mis aventuras en Berlin EN ESPAÑOL!
Exclusive Interview: Liliana Velasquez (WTNY Bienvenida a Nueva York) | HNN
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As her hands moved through my hair, I felt the hands of time turning back. She braided my hair. I had been asking her for months to braid my hair, and she would laugh. One day I asked what is so funny she said I don”t do well with white hair. I looked at her in awe, my Latina curls bouncing in the light I said what are you talking about? Girl, please, you are going to do my hair! It is quarantine, and your hands are going to be able to do anyone’s hair by the time we are let out again. I grew up with my hair braided all the time! French braids, multiple braids, Beach braids, you know. Hot weather hair! We braid straight, curly, etc.! I felt younger and younger as she pulled. I even laughed, telling her to make it tighter so my wrinkles would stretch with every twist. I remembered moments of my youth in rollerblades laughing with my friend Carolina as we jay rolled. Crossing the street on our blades while rolling a joint! Miami in the early ’90s. When she finished, I looked in the mirror and laughed so hard as I looked shinny and young, my eyes sparkled, bringing even more attention to all my beautiful grey hair!
Song. Songs languages. Places Adventures… A song can take you back! I remember the songs from a kindergarten life in Miami, Florida, in the early ’80s. The hair was big, and nails had become a huge fashion statement. My friend’s mother had a fingernail that had its own earing dangling off the end. I never understood it, but I was mesmerized. My mother would wake me up to the song you are my sunshine with a heavy Colombian accent “Jew are my Sonshine. Jew are my Sonshine jew make me happy Jew know the rest.” Well, I loved and still love this song I hear it in a toy box and boom I am once again sitting next to my mother no matter where I am in the world. Play me some “Con mi burrito habanero Voy Camino de Bellen”, and there I have transported to Christmas time in Miami.
Today I play all kinds of songs and music. I mostly enjoy local talent and find myself lost when the radio is on. Most songs make me dance. my feet will move to any beat, even a car horn repeatedly can cause me to shake my booty. #latina. Within songs and memories are sensations at times my body sinks into the ground with the bass, and my feet need to be bare! I want to feel the earth between my toes. And other moments, I fly into a twirling sky with a violin. A song can have no lyrics, and yet I will sing, a song that can have no music, and however, we know it. Children sing repeating words they do not know or understand. 1 little 2 little 3 little Indians. Wondering whose culture they are learning. Songs that break our emotions apart songs that help us heal from loves lost. The power of a song to unite people. Songs of nostalgia and faith, love and hate, songs for every moment, silly songs for passing moments and most of all the songs that have been lost the languages that will never be heard again. Somewhere in the sky between the falling stars are these lost songs.
Let us keep singing our songs into the universe and moving our bodies to feel the connection to more than just self. We might be in isolation at the time, but we are more connected to our songs our people our planet than ever before. Keep sharing your song!
How does the saying go? Life happens when your busy planning. In the past few weeks, I am living in the moment. This is not a new feeling for me, but one of the circumstances I am usually a day by day woman. I plan ahead very little but do think about it. I am a comedian, and my life is a joke. Literally. I look and feel fabulous, but my account has not ever managed to reflect me. I have lived above my means since I can remember starting to provide for myself. One day at an open mic in NYC on ave a & 2nd, I remember a comic talking about budgets and living life with economic accountability.
I found that 5 min “set” very informative. No one ever really spoke to me about bank balances or budgets. To me, money has been a JOKE! Money rules the world, and mostly old perverted white men had the money. But to hear this young brown comic speak made me think. About the way, I made money and how I never missed it. How I had just enough to cover my costs, and still, I lived this fabulous life. I looked and dressed current with style and class. I went to fancy places, usually VIP or performing. I met creative, talented people one night, Tango Dancing Isabella Roselini said to me, “You are Beautiful.” I felt I could go anywhere at any time. Like doors and opportunities open for me. I am now 42. I live in Berlin, Germany, and I still have the same budget and money habits I had at 24; yes, I understand more. But somehow, no matter how much I plan How much I try to get ahead to create my income as a producer and performer. I find myself in situations that I can not control. Now the whole world is on lockdown, and all y income creatively has come to a halt. Yet I am loving every minute of having to slow down and regroup. Stay healthy and remember money is a joke, and life is worth living!
Am I happy with the person I am?
The end of the year is near and we must all (should all) do a little check-in with ourselves. I try to do this not just yearly when everyone else is making their lists but also on a shorter and more often timeline. I Liliana Velásquez M. am now 42 years old and I did not expect to be where I am. Never in my wildest dreams would I be living in Germany and succeeding as a performer. I have definitely lived an exciting life so far. In my youth, I dreamed of being a Broadway star! A triple threat. I feel like I have accomplished what it takes and then some extra threats. My path has been rocky at times but mostly because I took risks. The adventurous spirit and invincible mentality of youth lead me to NYC. I walked down those streets in my twenties still believing that one day I would be married to a man maybe have my career and children to raise… The children were very far back in my mind. Not one of my goals but something that felt like well it happens to the best of them… almost like catching a cold. But I must have been vaccinated against children because let me tell you pregnancy is not something my body is good at! more often then none I have taken the morning after pill or done rails of cocaine (cheaper than the pill for me) to make sure I was not pregnant… Turns out I could have saved time money and the bad company had I known how impregnable my body is. I guess you live and learn. My previous partners now have children and wives. And I am living the same life I had in my 20’s but with better choices knowledge and company. I find myself guiding other artists and making the best out of this freedom. Now I am this magical 42 and out of a whim I ended up in Berlin. With love and support of a funny German man, that offered me, unconditional love! Something I had never witnessed before. Something that is difficult to understand. But it happened. He died this past year. It is still something difficult for me to believe. I talk to him daily and have his voice always in my head. He changed my life for what I would like to believe is better. As the government in the USA went downhill. I began a new life in Berlin the only part of Germany where you don’t need to speak German LOL, but you should still learn it, as I am learning now.
Am I happy with whom I have become? YES I represent the migrant life, I represent Women of Color, I represent freedom and femdom. Not many women have made and learned from these mistakes. I have tackled my demons and abusers I have overcome my own addictions and mental states of despair. I have learned to love my flaws and to encourage others to accept there is no NORMAL. Take that society’s pressure to fit in. There is no in or out, there is only is “to be or not to be”. And you and only you can decide what you want to be. Only you can ultimately make that person a reality. So ask yourself Am I happy with the person I have become? And remember there is almost always time to become the person you want. Lead by Example! Understand that we are fallible and pick up the pieces when they break sometimes broken is even more beautiful and strong! Find your tribe and don’t be afraid to speak your mind. Tact is something that I am still learning as my mind is strong and willful with a loud Latina tone! So if anything for 2020 my new goal is to be gentler in my delivery of NO (my favorite word) I will continue to ask for what I deserve, I will continue to grow in all directions mind body and soul, and I will continue to allow people opportunities and also cut them out of my circle if they overstep. My boundaries are clear to me and yes they fluctuate I pray to the Goddesses that surround me to give me strength and kindness. To allow me to stand up for myself and be forgiving. To let this NEW YEAR represent the best I have to offer. Happy New Year Beautiful Humans!