As the night arrived for our big introduction to the FirstLive audience, a sense of anticipation hung in the air. Saturday night was a whirlwind of excitement, with “Good Morning Bushwick” set to make its live debut on Monday morning. Alonzo and I had the privilege of attending “All The Way Live,” an event hosted by Jon Blok at FirstLive that brought together performers from all walks of life, creating a unique fusion of music and memories that would be immortalized on video. We made our way to the back of the bar, trying to remain inconspicuous among the familiar faces until we had some liquid courage in our systems. As the MC, Jon Blok, bellowed into the microphone, “Bud and Roach are in the house. New hosts of Good Morning Bushwick. Give it up!” The crowd erupted into applause, and I felt a wave of validation wash over me. Every struggle, every setback, every triumph that had brought me to this point seemed to serve a purpose. With shots and beer fueling our confidence, Alonzo and I eagerly awaited our turn to take the stage and introduce ourselves to the world. As we finally stepped into the spotlight, the bright lights obscured the faces of the crowd, but the energy in the room was amazing. Sitting there with Alonzo by my side, I felt an overwhelming sense of belonging. It was as if the stage was our home, a place where we could truly be ourselves and share our unique blend of humor and insight with the world. As we spoke to the crowd, pride swelled in my chest. Despite the many setbacks and obstacles I had encountered throughout my career, I was certain that this time, I would be able to provide for my wife Brenna the way she deserved. As the night progressed, Alonzo and I soaked in the atmosphere, the sounds of laughter and music reverberating through the venue. We exchanged stories and jokes with fellow performers, forging new connections and friendships that would undoubtedly enrich our lives and careers. Despite the darkness that had threatened to consume me in the past, I had managed to claw my way back to the light. I was finally on the cusp of achieving the success I had always dreamed of.

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