14/10/07
Chest Infections are Ace -
Categories: Is it odd that despite being ill, I'm happy about it? I'm not happy that I'm full of a chest infection or the horrible stuff I'm coughing up, but I am happy because I have a gag that I can only use when I'm ill. How wrong is it that comedy rules my life so much that I have reason to be pleased that I'm feeling pretty crap. Very odd. I do like that gag though, and it feels cheaty if I say it when I'm not ill. People can see through lies. Much like dogs.
Admittedly my illness is partly self-inflicted. After the Loughborough Incident I started to suffer thanks to alcohol consumption and journeying home with Matt Green who said he was ill. Damn you Matt, you plague carrier! While there were gigs following this, I did not drink for the next couple of days knowing that I don't really like being ill. I have discovered this after being ill before and rating it on a list of things I do like. It doesn't come anywhere near banoffee pie.
However, on Tuesday I had to travel to Belfast to perform at the brilliant gig at the Empire. While the gig was excellent and the crowd lovely - despite the MC's anti-English banter just before I walked onstage - afterwards the promoters and other acts refused to let me not drink. Apparently my excuses were rubbish and they gave my pint after pint until somehow it was the early hours in a Belfast music bar and I found myself staggering back to the hotel. This extra bit of boozing knocked my illness up from what women like to commonly call 'man-flu' to what is actually known as 'chest infection'. I have been craving attention from my girlfriend since and generally acting pathetic.
Also did another great gig in Leeds at Original Oak. I've heard loads of people say its a lovely room and they weren't lying. After four hours of driving with illness, I was worried that it would be a bad gig and I would just give up all hope on life. Four hours drive by yourself is a long time alone. I often mutter a bit to myself, play music very loud and criticise my own driving. Its all very strange behaviour and I am often so desperate for conversation with someone that isn't me, that by the time I get to the gig I'm actually far too enthusiastic about talking to the audience. This lonely eccentricity must be why most lorry drivers are arseholes.
Since then I have permitted myself two days of no gigs. I say permitted but in all honesty I just didn't have any bookings but it sounds cooler to say I chose it that way. Still its given me time to catch up with an old friend on Friday and see my girlfriend Saturday, two things that were overdue. Watched Atonement last night. Well done Keira Knightly for not being shit for the first time ever! I did however spend far too long sniggering because they used the word 'c*nt' in the film. I am far too childish like that. A recent example is a few weeks ago when I went to see the amazing Joanna Newson at the Royal Albert Hall. She was incredible, but before her was a support act called Roy Harper. He is a folk legend and he sang the whole of his most influential album from 1969. Now the songs were beautiful and his voice was amazing, but the name of the album ruined everything. It was called 'Stormcock', and that meant giggling all the way through his set with my friend. Constant wonderings as to whether the album cover just had a big dick with lightning shooting from it, meant that we laughed so loud that other people told us to shush.
49 hits on the last blog. Woohoo! I feel this is probably because I called it 'I hate students' rather than any of the content. My girlfriend pointed out that at the moment she is a student and so is my mum (doing a PHD) and my brother has just stopped being one, so therefore I cant really hate students. I don't hate students really at all, just the ones that were at the gig last week. All of them.
I also love the comment from Debbie on the last post. If you haven't read it, please do. Its great when people get all bitter and nasty for no real reason. Well done Debbie, you provided me with much enjoyment when wondering how to respond. More comments like that please!
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