I'm 28 years old, originally from Winthrop, Maine and I'm currently a stand-up comic residing in Denver. I have a 2 year old named Milo George. Having a kid is a lot more fun than I expected. I have a wonderful girlfriend named Crystal who takes photos of people. I sing in a band. I want to be famous, I won't lie. I'd like to have a career as big as Morgan Freeman but without all the freckles and shit on my face. I think most music sucks nowadays, most people could probably say the same for my band. That's why I do stand-up, it's one of the last art forms in which views can be expressed without having to pander or coddle to four or five other sissies who fear losing a shot at their "big break". I'll tell you what, big breaks don't happen anymore. Your big break can be found in any 7-11 or gas station bathroom weaved tightly between the toilet paper and the corn. You might as well just say what you'd like from now on... Love you.
With election day rapidly approaching, we at Wrist Deep made one final push for votes. We put on for our city, on, on, for our city:
Here's what the Denver Post had to say about yours truly:
"The entire night was solid, but closer Ben Roy presented perhaps the most compelling set. His unhinged, drunken persona was gloriously erratic, mixing Louis Black’s quivering indignation with Bill Hicks’ vitriol and David Cross’s unapologetic misanthropy. He even started his set by noting the environs, which he referred to as “the set from ‘Schindler’s List’ and ‘Saving Private Ryan’†before moving onto topics such as upper-decking (if you’ve heard of it, you can imagine how he used the folding chair), pregnancy tests and interacting with his mom while high."
