Some Smashing Shows!

So, two days in and my plan to blog everyday has failed. I’ve fallen off my diet, and instead have been busy snaffling down as many fattening festival fancies as my ginger little gob can accommodate.

I hasn’t all been cultural bulimia, most of the days have been spent flyering for the show, and despite my initial pessimism about the king sized flyers/ posterettes,  in fairness, they’ve been doing the business. Two full houses with standing room only.I can’t quite sus out flyering. It seems to works on the Wayne’s World principle “Hand them a piece of paper and they will come”. I really does work.

The first show was, a first show with all that goes with it. Nerves and a bit of gibbering, some tech problems but they laughed, clapped and cheered in all the right place and some others that neither of us had expected. It went really well! I’m more relieved than a man who’s been in a serious car crash causing him to  miss a Jimmy Carr gig.

Both Paul and I were really proud of today’s show. It was tighter and much more relaxed – apart from the moment when,  during a particularly  impassioned rant, I knocked a light off the roof causing it to smash to the ground landing right on to my beer, which also smashed causing bits of stage light and pint glass to shower the stage!

It’s not for me to say if I handled the situation well or not, but it certainly broke the ice as well as everything else.  I thought it was great and it actually made the whole thing more enjoyable for me, I got a chance to improvise, which I’ve not done much of since I’ve been trying to work the set in.

I loved it, but it’s the poor bloke playing Man Friday in the student production of Robinson Crusoe  straight after us I feel sorry for.

Other news:

Saw Richard Herring doing his show “Hitler Moustache” last night and I doubt I will see a cleverer, funnier or more thought provoking show at the festival. Very fine. Also, saw  Paul and Lotte’s “The Accidental Dog Detective – a Shadow Puppet Film noir Comedy”. It was lovely stuff, very charming.

Oh, and I’ve just got back from the Wee Folk Club where I was sat next to a man from Port Talbot who sang in an American accent. It’s not unusual.

I’m going to start booking more gigs now that the main show is settling in, although I’m getting used to this knocking off at five and enjoying the festival lark.

Right that’s it now, I’m starting my  blog again properly from tomorrow, and I promise myself I’m going to stick to it this time.

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