Thank You Clarence Clemons – “And The Big Man Joined The Band”

Another instrument that contributed to so many individuals life soundtrack faded away this weekend. When I got the news Clarence Clemons passed I was at a Barnes & Noble at The Grove in Hollywood. I was going down the escalator and I felt such a sadness. For me Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band have been more then just a group. They have been some of my most valued experiences. The relationship between Bruce & The Big Man influenced my eyes & my heart to live a life that looks at humanity colorless. I have many African- American friends. Male & female. I have many Jewish, Christian, Atheist, Latino, Asian, Republican, Democrat, Gay and so on. I have one piece of “Art” I had ever purchased. It is one of those “authentic” pictures that come with a letter & stamp of some sorts. I paid a bunch for it. Not because it was “authentic” but because it was Bruce & Clarence together on stage at that amazing moment in “

The Last Carnival – bruce springsteen by runawaydream

House passes ‘don’t ask, don’t tell’ repeal.

United States House of Representatives approves repeal of ‘don’t ask, don’t tell‘ as they should. I cannot believe we are still having this discussion? As a veteran of the armed forces (NAVY even) & a straight man (Gay jokes are to easy here if your thinking this post needs one. Higher your bar) if you are willing to put your LIFE at risk for us. YOUR LIFE! Sexual orientation should not come into question. Your heart is in an amazing place & we should all be thanking you for it. Not having you hide who you truly are. You fight for our freedom; you should be able to enjoy it. My thoughts anyway… oh and for the people that say “well they will look at us in the shower an stuff”. If you’re willing to save my ass… you can have a look at my ass! Although you might want to wear sunglasses. Pretty pale!

REVIEWS FOR MY PLAY “OVER THERE: COMEDY IS HIS BEST WEAPON” ARE AMAZING!

BOTTOM LINE: Hilarious show by a current stand-up comedian and former member of the U.S. Navy that goes much deeper than you’d expect… Walsh plays all of these characters from his life with such skill that they really pop off the stage… I highly recommend this show. It’ll make you laugh, think, and leave with a glimpse to a side of stand-up you might not expect to see.

Ben Charles, Theater is Easy (theasy.com), August 15, 2010

Thankfully, I got to see this fantastic, heartfelt, hilarious one-freckled-man show… Instead of just a guffaw, OVER THERE offers a thought-provoking, side-splitting journey through PJ Walsh’s not so ordinary life… just when you’re thinking you can laugh no more, he hits you in the stomach with raw emotion and you realize his comic agenda is not just about him but to help and support others as well. I’ve already told my friends to go see this show and now I’m telling you.

Maura Kelley, nytheatre.com, August 13, 2010

The one-hour comedy show is a fusion of Walsh’s quick wit and insightful observations about life as a soldier and civilian… The poignant narrative intertwines the solemnity of war with the humor of Walsh’s inner thoughts.  “Over There — Comedy Is His Best Weapon” demonstrates Walsh’s keen eye to see comedy in the ebb and flow of every day events while tackling larger issues such as war and growing up.

Brian Willett, bloginity.com, August 8, 2010

In “Over There: Comedy Is His Best Weapon,” the Queens-based writer and standup comic relates his personal journey through three wars — as an enlistee and as part of Comics on Duty — and through being President Clinton’s dental technician. “He could floss more and use a fluoride rinse,” says Walsh, “like most people.

Joe Dziemianowicz, The Daily News, August 7, 2010

If you’re looking for laughs in the humble form of true talent and motivation, then check out PJ Walsh at the NYC Fringe Festival. You’ll laugh. You’ll cry. You’ll leave ready to conquer the world, or at least a small part of it.

Sheena Vega, Independent Media Magazine, August 4, 2010

Jeremy McComb – Pure Genuine Talent, a Real Musician

A few years ago I was the regular opening act for Larry The Cable Guy. A couple months into Larry mania a young guy from the state of Washington joined us for a weekend on the tour bus… He didn’t leave for about 4 years. Jeremy McComb became Larry’s tour manager and more importantly my friend. Jerome (as I know him) is a pure genuine talent, a real musician. I often will like an artist, go see them live, and then realize it was all studio magic that made there sound. With Jeremy (as you’ll realize below) this is very far from the case. This man and his guitar make magic! We had countless nights out on the open road together sharing a tour bus laughing, dreaming and living a dream at the same time. True artists cannot stay in the same place. Complacency kills whatever art you bring to the table. We each moved on to pursue those dreams we passionately plotted till the sun came up after Jim Beam soaked nights. Memories are a great thing to have. I have countless memories watching Jeremy break out his guitar at sound checks before a show. I would sit in a seat… in an empty arena… hours before rapid Cable Guy fans would fill it to the rafters. Getting myself a private “Jeremy McComb concert” knowing one-day people would be paying good money to sit where I was sitting. Jeremy would watch my stand-up sets each night from the side of the stage or theatre wings always supportive, truthful and encouraging. I got to enjoy so many amazing evenings with my friend and his guitar. You really should to! His talent is out there right now; enjoy discovering it as much as I did. We shall continue the ride my good friend Jerome “blood brothers till the end”.

Memorial Day 2010 – God Bless All Who Serve.

For love of country they accepted death... ~James A. Garfield

I served from 1990-1995. The 1st Gulf War took place on our watch. That time period defined my life, after having only a slight glimpse into the horrors of war. Since then, I have taken a number of trips back over to bring a little bit of humor to our service members. I feel I have to. I am no longer in, but I still have my duty. I still have my sense of family with those in uniform.

Today I see through the eyes of a thirty-something man, who feels somewhere along the line I got lucky in my youth, like I missed a bullet on my watch. Empathy for our service members past and present is with me constantly. The military is where I became a man. Where I gained the tools to achieve anything I set my mind to. Where I got my very best friends, who remain so to this very day. Individuals who don’t know how to leave you when times seem impossible. Part of me wishes I could stand side by side with our brave service members today, but another part of me would be asking many questions regarding the situation we are currently in. I feel each of those sides has come with age, and my cherished experiences with the type of individuals who would be at my side.

There was a point when I had to take a break from going over. I had seen too much & my mind had to really sort all of it out. I had taken trips every summer to Iraq & Afghanistan starting back in the spring of 2004. Then in August of 2007 I found myself on a ship in the middle of the Persian Gulf – again – this time not a sailor, but a comedian. I was with my great friend and fine comedian Dan Smith, standing on the deck of a Naval LPD Ship, taking in the sunset. I remember he said to me, “This is the same ship you were on when you were here in the Persian Gulf… that is insane! Now you are going to do comedy for these sailors… Do you realize how amazing that is? You must feel so proud Peej.” I replied, ”I’m not, Dan. It’s odd? I feel no pride whatsoever. I feel sad. I was here on a ship just like this one, in this same exact place when I was 19 years old. Young people lost their lives. I am here again at 35 and even more young people are losing their lives? I know I have grown… apparently we haven’t.”

I returned again to entertain our troops and sailors this past Christmas 2009. I know they put the uniform on for all of us faceless, nameless Americans. I know how genuinely special that is. I truly with every fiber of my being thank them and love them! Wherever they go, wherever they are stationed, I will show up with my bag of humor, and, just as important, be here for them when this all hopefully ends. We have to be! God Bless All Who Serve!

The following is a beautiful Memorial Day Poem

When I’m Gone –  by Mrs. Lyman Hancock

When I come to the end of my journey
And I travel my last weary mile,
Just forget if you can, that I ever frowned
And remember only the smile.

Forget unkind words I have spoken;
Remember some good I have done.
Forget that I ever had heartache
And remember I’ve had loads of fun.

Forget that I’ve stumbled and blundered
And sometimes fell by the way.
Remember I have fought some hard battles
And won, ere the close of the day.

Then forget to grieve for my going,
I would not have you sad for a day,
But in summer just gather some flowers
And remember the place where I lay,

And come in the shade of evening
When the sun paints the sky in the west
Stand for a few moments beside me
And remember only my best.

Comedian / Veteran Advocate