I was reading Samantha Armytage's 'Maybe we should all just say what we truly think' article (Stellar magazine, dated 10th March 2019), and in it, Sam referenced, and I quote "Remember homework? When you'd ransack the Funk & Wagnalls to put any meaningless old words down on the paper, just to reach the exhausting word count on an essay", and it got me thinking: how many people are, indeed, just plodding along, maybe even in their chosen field today, trying desperately to fill a quota or: just-get-the-job-done? And can this - perhaps lethargy - lack of interest - dissatisfaction? - show up in one's work when one has indeed entered this zone? Or, maybe more pressingly, at whose expense? Then on the flip side (and I cogitate again) just how many people, fringe-dwelling artists included, are out there (nb: Rachael is an accomplished artist, however 'newish' to stand-up comedy) just bursting at the seams to spoil the world, seemingly effortlessly, with their scintillating delights? Their passion and zest for their art - enough to leave you smiling, for days, as you remember their clever, heartfelt - 'spot on the money' words.
Being funny is a gift. A gift from the Gods some may say. And not everyone has it. Or, is adept in articulating it. Much to my disappointment. Because if there's anything more pleasurable than nibbling away on one of The Grand's delicious Barramundis, well that would be to have a good howl (or grunt even - if that's your thing). It's addictive, and good for your health too. And people flock to this feeling like a seagull to a $10 serving of hot chippies or, like 'casually but coolly dressed Todd Sampson / Will Anderson lookalikes' to a happy little room on a Saturday night. (Rachael has a knack for selling out)! See www.facebook.com/rachaelmillanta if you're due for a laugh.
Rachael's real. No evident conceited 'I just want to be rich and famous to perhaps feel validated or fill up an empty void' ulterior motives - just a person, good at - wonderfully enthusiastic in what she does, and didn't the cosy little charming room full of funnies appreciate this. No (to steal another of Samantha Armytage's zesty words from the aforementioned article): "BS" coming out of this one's mouth. And boy - didn't your tightly contracting ab muscles zing with ecstasy - repeatedly - from the authenticity.
And so as to close with some wise words from Robert De Niro: "If it's the right chair, it doesn't take too long to get comfortable in it." Stay comfy Rachael, the arts have your name - side-splittingly passionately - written all over it!