Mitcz.com : Official blog of Rev. Mitcz, the demented devilish comedian from Hollywood, CA.

Here is the official “shit I get asked a lot in my life” section. It was originally hosted just on RevMitcz.com, but I decided it would have a better home on here. So, these questions will update as more come in.

Why Do You Have a FAQ?

Well, I’ve found over the years that I get asked a lot of the same questions. So, I thought I’d provide an area on the site where I could field those commonly asked, very burning questions that delve into my very psyche. Also, it’s nice to have a place where one can openly talk to one’s self. Got a question not covered here? Well, shoot me an e-mail!

Why the “Rev” thing? Are you a Reverend?

I really don’t know how people read “Rev” before a name and not know that it means Reverend. But, please, if we ever meet – don’t yell “Rev!” at me (would you yell “hey doc!” at your doctor?). I’m Mitcz. Address me as such, thank you.

I put Rev. in there because it was a nickname I received in high school. In my American Gov’t class, we had a weekly assignment to bring in a newspaper article and write a quick paper on our opinion relating to the article. The teacher would randomly call on people in the class to “share”, pretty much just to test if we’d done it. Of course, any chance to sit around and rant is one I relish with joy, so I would often give these long-winded socio-political speeches in the class. It became a sort of in-joke, where some people in the class would ask “what’s Mitcz got this week?” – and I turned it into a bit of a “sermon”.

One day, I wore a black dress jacket over a white shirt (which looked rather “priest-ish”), and someone in the class yelled “look! it’s Reverend Mitcz!”. I loved the way that sounded, so I adopted it as my stage name. About 6 months later, I got non-denominational ordainment and voila!

Okay, how the FUCK do I pronounce ‘Mitcz’?

It’s pronounced like my birthname – Mitch.

And why did you write your name like that?

I felt like it and it’s very Googlable.

Why all the shit in your face?

When you’re someone like me who regularly prowls the clubs around one’s apartment for women who are “freaky” it helps to have a nice shiny siren of sorts on one’s face that noticeably displays “hey! I’m a freak too! let’s do fucked up shit to each other…. naked.”

I’ve heard you were in a gay porno. Is this true?

Partially. I was not “in a gay porno”. I modeled for a site that was run by two men who claimed they “had all the female models [they] needed”. It wasn’t until many months later that I found out it was a gay porn site. Oh well. I’m not embarrassed about it, and I’ve actually posted the full story on this here site. Care to read it? Okay – Here it is.

Were you in an industrial band in Phoenix called Godless, and did you used to have sex with a blow-up doll when you were on-stage with them?

Kinda and kinda. I was not “in” Godless, per se, I was their stage-performing gimp. I would wear a codpiece, smear lipstick on myself, pour dripping-hot candlewax on my chest and put cigarettes out on my stomach while they jammed out the industrial tunes. Oh, and I simulated sex with a blow-up doll a few times. I emphasize simulate cause.. c’mon, you ever tried to fuck a blow-up doll without lube? Ow.

I heard you did comedy at an orgy party. True or False?

I can thank my friend Kristina for this one. I performed comedy at a FETISH club, yes. In said club, there were people in various states of undress. Some of these people were engaging in BDSM, for the viewing pleasure of passers-by. I don’t consider that an “orgy”, but some people do – so there are now rumors about town that I’ve done comedy at an orgy party. I was described as “the only hardcore fetish comic” once by a fetish club promoter and I’m honored. If you want comedy at an orgy party – well, shit, I guess I could do that too. Though, I’m not sure anyone would be paying attention – I welcome the challenge.

Why did you decide to get into comedy?

Funny answer : I tried my hand at music, but I was laughed off the stage. As a musician, that’s not good. But, as a comic – that’s a killing. So, I went for comedy.

Real Answer : I’ve performed in one sense or another for most of my life. Prior to moving to Phoenix, a few friends suggested I would make a better comic than I did a lead singer. I took this advice with a grain of salt (and because I’m a stubborn asshole). After moving from Phoenix to Seattle, a girl I was seeing at the time said “You’re really fuckin’ funny, ya know that? You should be a comedian”. And I asked my friends “am I funny enough to be a comic?” and they said “yeah.. ya know what? You should do that”.

When I got to SoCal, I went to the Irvine Improv to see an amateur night and noticed that.. almost none of the comics were funny. I thought “well, shit, i could do better than that”. Sadly, the few comics that were funny were stealing little bits from comedians far better than they.

I hadn’t realized until that point just how much of my life I’d actually devoted to studying stand-up comedy. I thought I was just a fan of it, geekily studying for little reason beyond just being amused. I’ve studied a lot of “the greats” and I used to call other comics on their shit when I noticed them stealing bits from other comedians. I don’t do this anymore cause.. who gives a fuck? I might not be the funniest motherfucker you’ll ever meet – but my shit is ALL ME. I’ve always loved entertaining people, and I’ve come to realize I’m pretty good at making people laugh and I love to talk, so where better than on a stage with a mic in front of a crowd who wants nothing more than to hear some freak ramble on about his wild theories in life?