22/08/06
Oh, there you are... -
Categories: Oh, there you are...
Right, so, Sunday night - fab show. A great gang of people in the audience, very kind and good gigglers. It was a predominantly female audience (no doubt due to my almost-horrifically sexy poster) and a lovely hour (and ten - sorry Pleasance staff) was had by all including me. I even signed autographs after the show, which I normally have a real problem with (not in an annoying way...I just don't quite understand why anyone would want mine yet), but that night it was actually a more-than-welcome confidence booster. Sincere thanks to all in the audience on Sunday for taking the time to come and play. Although, as I mentioned earlier, one lady in the audience took exception to the fact that I had been involved in a threesome, saying this implied a lack of respect for one's other half.
I am always amused when an audience member takes exception on behalf of somebody they have never met. Steve Hall has a joke which says his mum is ugly, and whenever we performed together on the Comedy Network (university tour) it would, without exception, provoke disgust from pockets of the audiences. Steve and I have spent many an hour in my car driving to and from gigs discussing what inspires this vociferous loyalty to strangers. We never worked it out. There we go.
My audience tonight (Monday) were again just a very pleasant and supportive group of folk. Really chatty to begin with but never imposing enough to ruin the show - happy to have a little chat with me but aware enough to shut up as I got going. They may have been a model audience. Over the last two shows I have started to enjoy it again - I really hope that it stays that way for the few remaining shows and that those few bad ones last week were genuinely, as I suspected, just a little blip.
I found out halfway through the show that one group came as a direct result of reading this blog and I really like that. The lady who told me (I'm sure you didn't tell me your name but if you did I apologise for not recalling it) said very kind things about this here bit of scribble, and I am really glad you have/are enjoyed/enjoying reading it. Despite avoiding posting on this site like the plague throughout my comedy career I have really enjoyed writing this. I bumped into Steve "Fagin" Bennett tonight and told him about it. His stupid face dropped a mile as it dawned on him that I had sold tickets as a direct result of his stupid website despite his earlier efforts to sabotage my show by giving it a miserly 3 stars. I felt very pleased with myself as I strolled away from him into the Gilded Balloon loft bar but then I saw a framed picture on the wall of Rob Rouse looking all handsome and famous and came back down to Earth.
Went out for a quickie drink after the show with the great Simon Streeting (Avalon production manager...I think...I really should check this...he's doing something technical anyway). Went to Brookes bar again but I whinged so much about it that he let us go to the Gilded Ballon loft bar instead. Bumped into Mitch Benn - he told me he had been reading this blog and was being pretend huffy because I said in an earlier post that he started a fight at a gig I was compering once. He insists he didn't start the fight. But he did. And not only that, it was with a disabled baby so that tells you what sort of bloke he is.
Had a nice drink with Simon, and we were joined by some of the Avalon flyering team (lovely), Jen and Julie from the Pleasance Hut (lovely too) and Kat my in-show technical operator (drunk but all the more lovely for it). I'm generally not a very sociable soul, but I had a nice relaxing night tonight in good company.
I really hope Kat isn't feeling too ill now. She has been the one constant in my shows (good and bad), sitting at her tiny lighting desk at the back of the Pleasance Hut, illuminated in shadow by a little blue light and valiantly attempting to not look bored as I plough through my show again and again. I felt very protective of her tonight as she drunkenly 'danced' and jumped about in the loft bar, particularly when I overheard her whisper to Alex (from the street team) "let's pretend to be imps". Have you ever heard anything more utterly adorable? She's been great and has only forgotton to turn on the microphone once in the whole run which is pretty good going really.
That's me for now. I don't really have anything else to add, and my feet are starting to feel a bit cold so I am going to go to bed.
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