13/08/07
Week two begins..... -
Categories: Apologies avid 15 readers that there has been no blog of late. A combination of sore throat, arrival of family and much stapling of flyers has meant there is little time for online musings.
We have now been here for 13 days and the Edinburgh flu hit me bad on Saturday. Its not really flu, just a nasty sore throat, but I'm hoping by calling it flu I will get more sympathy. To be fair I deserve none as although I did strain it projecting (wanky wanky thesp term) in the Studio tent at Fringe Sunday, I have also not aided it by drinking beer and whisky and not sleeping enough. So it's only fair I suppose. Either way, I only have two shows tomorrow to get through then on Wednesday, my day off, I will not speak to anyone, in order for my voice to return. Although I will probably still drink lots of beer.
The whole Douieb clan are now up. Well, just my parents and brother. Despite a couple of small bickerings (none of them involving me, and to be fair if they didn't happen, something would be wrong), its been lovely having them here. Both me and my girlfriend spent two hours walking them around the city on Saturday giving them a guided tour with little to no information about everywhere. I realised that although I have now been up for the last three years, I really don't know anything about anywhere that isn't a fringe venue. I'd like to pretend I will rectify this, but the truth is I probably wont be bothered. Normally I abhor this type of ignorance in people, but I allow for some double standards in life and will endeavour to scold other people for not indulging in local culture despite my own ignorance. Hooray for hypocrisy!
Show-wise its been a bit up and down. We had two tough crowds on the weekend. Reading the other comedians blogs I understand this seems to be normal. Sunday was particularly tough. I cant help but blame this on Fringe Sunday. By giving so many free performances on one day, paying customers seem to enter with folded arms wanting superhuman feats because they've bought a ticket. The strange thing is that while the Sunday crowd were tough, the crowd at the Studio tent on the Meadows were lovely. We did three sketches (that we had toned down slightly) and they lapped them up.
We've had our review from Three Weeks now and its really nice, although still three stars. Have a read:
http://edinburgh.threeweeks.co.uk/detail_review.asp?id=4667
I really like the term unquestionable talent, and that is exactly what we've pasted on all the posters and flyers. Funny how they think the interludes are unnecessary and yet The List thought they were great. Fickle reviewers. Grrrr. Whats more annoying is that we have gagged up several of them since we've been in, but they will never see them. I bet they'll lose sleep over it.
No other reviews yet, although Steve from Chortle was in our show today. I saw him smirk once or twice, but I know that this means nothing. He could well be smirking at the horrible words he will be using in our review. I can but hope I'm wrong.
Also someone called Phil McAversham wrote just one word on our Chortle comments page. That word was 'Awful'. Simply that. I can only assume that he hated it so much he was unable to elaborate. If that is the case then I am pleased and I hope he is still speechless and we have ruined his life with our appalling humour. He is now my least favourite person ever, along with Evie who wrote on edfringe.com. However, Margaret who wrote on Chortle will also be receiving a Christmas card. I feel that if I give everyone the Christmas card incentive then we might get consistently nicer comments.
Off to see Daniel Kitson tonight which I am mightily looking forward too. I am taking my girlfriend and the whole Douieb clan for their first proper Kitson experience. They saw him MC at the CALM charity gig where he was amazing, but they haven't seen his storytelling/Edinburgh show side so hopefully they'll be as blown away as I usually am.
No other exciting things, apart from Andrew O'Neill nearly being killed by a falling ceramic mug while I was talking to him by Cowgate. I am still impressed with the way he shrugged and walked off like nothing had happened despite the fact a mug missed his head by a few millimetres. Bizarrely today I also saw a falling banana narrowly miss a woman's head also in the Cowgate area. I am beginning to suspect I shall only approach the Underbelly while wearing a hardhat.
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