Greenpoint cracked last night with Brooklyn’s Improv Night, riffing NYC’s spring at a Nassau bar. Comic Tariq Evans spun scenes as 150 howled, a $10 ticket bash of quick wits. It’s borough laughs—pure BK vibe, mics hot. A kid pitched a gag; a pro slayed a bit. ‘Brooklyn yuks—this is it,’ Evans says, tossing prompts. The room turned stage.
The night’s fresh—March 21’s start, it tripled since RSVPs, packing stools by 8 p.m. Evans, a Williamsburg joker; last night’s crowd hit max—knees slapped. A latecomer nabbed a seat; beers flowed—NYC grit glowed. Runs one night—gags ruled. #BKImprov trended; Queens wants a quip.
Some griped—’Too wild,’ sniped a stiff, dodging chaos. Mic buzzed—fixed quick; laughs held. A rival’s pitching a Bushwick roast, splitting bits. Still, 200 stayed—jokes reigned. Greenpoint’s never laughed so bold.
Evans hints at a monthly run, maybe a workshop if spring bites. ‘NYC’s funny—this proves it,’ he says, packing notes. The night’s a Brooklyn win—grit meets guffaws. It’s a comedy rush; catch the next. Bring a pal—lines call.