Many people often ask me-OK, 4- where the moniker "LaughCalvin" came from. No, it's not Calvin and Hobbs or a comedy troop from Muncie. It comes from the French writer Ferdinand Celine who I reccomend you read. I'll let him explain:

"Hurry hurry, cram yourself full of dreams to carry you through the life that is waiting for you outside, when you leave here, to help you last a few days more in that nightmare of things and people. There's nothing like it! When I got back to the Laugh Calvin, the night clerk, despite my greeting, neglected to say good evening the way they do at home. But his contempt didn't mean a thing to me anymore. An intense inner life suffices to itself; it can melt an icepack that has been building up for twenty years. That's a fact."

Louis-Ferdinand Celine (1894-1961) from Journey to the End of the Night (1932)

It seems it was hotel in New York City around the thirty or forties. It just seemed to speak to folks who spend an enormous amount of time in their own heads with an aim of getting Hollywood's attention. If not, well, there is still your own head.