Louis C.K.’s love letter to New York
New York really drew me from the very beginning. I came here for the first time when I was in high school, and I remember going into the subway by myself. It was the really old, white metal C trains, all dingy inside, and I went into a packed car. It was all these faces — tired-looking people, people from all over the world — and my heart was pounding. It was such a thrill just to be in that. Boston was an ill fit for me as a person because it closes at one in the morning, and I've always been a night person. I'd be up till two, three in the morning, just driving or walking down empty streets, and it was so depressing to me. I loved that you could go to a deli at three in the morning in New York, and it's filled with people. There isn't an hour in New York where you can't find a club where there are a bunch of people.
I felt like I was breathing the right kind of air when I moved here. Of course, there were moments at first when I thought, "I can't do this." There's a sense of crushing loneliness that the city can impose on people, and it can sap you financially. But I lived out in L.A. for long stretches of time when I did other shows, and it's so chaotic and spread out that you can feel like you're drowning there. When I first moved to L.A., I had a German shepherd-Airedale, a mix of Nordic breeds that are used to a lot of snow and wet leaves, and her nose just started flaking up. She started to get yellow eyes and sleep all day. She was just in the wrong place. That dog did not belong in that environment, and I felt like it was the same for me.
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