Courtney Kocak is a comedian, writer, and if she were a fabric, she’d be crushed velvet. Connect with her on Twitter, Tumblr, and check out her new podcast/web series, Voicemails to Self, co-created with fellow funnygirl Sofiya Alexandra.
When did you decide to pursue a career in comedy? Who/What inspired you to take the plunge?
God, it sounds so clean to call it pursuing a career in comedy. It feels a lot more like drowning in a deep pool of my own dreams – flailing my arms a bunch, which feels like it should count for more, but mostly just choking on water, and straining to remember the Apostles’ Creed before the lights go out.
I actually never intended to pursue this comedy thing. About three years ago, I was trying to figure out how to stop being an actress/[insert horrible job]/[insert bodily fluid] donor, and a random confluence of factors led me to writing and comedy, and I’m so glad they did.
How would you describe your style of comedy?
Dark, indelicate, honest, and farts.
Does your comedy appeal to a specific audience?
My brothers like both my fart jokes and when I fart directly on them, so theirs are really the only opinions that matter to me.
If time travel was possible, when/where would you visit?
Like now… but I would come back, and I would be SO in the moment. I would just live this moment in time so hard that no one would think for even one second that I was the kind of idiot who would time travel to the exact same point from which they came. Except for Stephen Hawking, who would just know intuitively, and find a way to murder me in my sleep.
What’s your dream job/role to play?
Stephen Hawking. As a matter of fact, in a couple weeks, I’ll be performing the first 10 minutes of my one-woman show “Black Hole: A Brief Herstory of Time” at the Complex. Everyone should come.
Which movies/shows/performances have made you think, ‘Man, I wish I’d made that’?
All the ones that have made money. But then I cuddle up with my deaf dog Georgia, pull the plastic bag over us, try to ignore the sharp gnawing hunger in my belly, and whisper in her ear, “…we’re the rich ones, aren’t we?”
Who’s your favorite BAMF girl, real or fictional?
I’m partial to Iselle Slome, who plays Lisbeth. We met in an improv class a couple years ago, and I think she’s awesome.
Have you ever felt discouraged or afraid in your pursuit of comedy? How did/do you overcome those obstacles and fears?
Show me a calendar, my friend, and I will show you 365 days that I have felt discouraged and afraid in my pursuit of comedy. I haven’t figured out how to overcome the fear yet, but I just keep doing it anyway – partially because I’m a masochist, and partially because I think that’s the secret.
If Chuck Norris were to corner you in an alley and challenge you to a duel, what would be your weapon of choice?
I would whip my pussy out and scream in loud jungle fashion, “¡Ai! ¡Ai! ¡Ai! ¡Ai! ¡Ai! ¡Ai! ¡Ai!” It’s a really post-feminist move, and how I win the majority of my duels.
Don’t be modest now — you’re a Giggle Goddess, after all — what would you say is your greatest strength as a comedienne?
My first and third greatest strengths are my rockin’ tits. The second is my subtlety.
What would be the title of your autobiography?
It’s Not a Queef, It’s a Fart & Vice Versa