05/04/08
Not of course that comedy comes in a cup. I wish it did, then on those days where I was feeling a bit brain dead I could drink some and it would all be ace. Such as parties or social occasions on my one night off in the week when people introduce me as 'Tiernan's a stand-up comic' and I am somehow instantly the least interesting and charismatic person there. Of course if comedy did come in a cup then everyone could drink it and the comedy world would come crashing down due to over-application. Goddamn there's always a catch.
Anyway, enough wittering. This week I have so many different types of things to do that my brain is feeling a bit like it might pack up its bags and leave due to overuse. Normal gigs don't do this to me, but this week's gigs are of a different nature. Yesterday was a Ultimate London Pub Quiz at the Museum of London. I was hosting and slaved over some gags for each answer and the small bits I did before introducing the guest question readers. However it turns out pub quiz audiences just want questions, answers, booze and no gags, so it was a huge waste of time. It was a good night though, and the last guest was John Hegley who did manage to thrust comedy onto the punters by singing and rhyming all of his questions. My favourite being 'do you want to hear question number five? will it enlighten your miserable lives?' Wonderful. I also met a proper pearly king, and he shattered all my illusions by changing out of his costume at the end of the night. That's surely not allowed?
The rest of this week's activities are all odd too. Tonight I had a delightful gig, at a venue where I usually have horrible gigs. For some reason it all went very well and that's not right as I had categorised that gig in my head as a 'tough one'. I don't like it when stuff doesn't meet expectations, even if it does it in a good way. It throws me off. I got all angry and ready for fighty banter and they were all nice. Hopefully that angry energy won't be redirected at tomorrow's Comedy 4 Kids gig or it could all go very wrong. C4K is one of the few gigs that truly petrifies me as I have previously said in blogs gone by.
Following that is a nice gig in Ipswich on Sunday, although last time I was in Ipswich I had the weirdest heckles. On asking a writer for the local paper what the best headline was he told me it had been 'Chicken lays the largest recorded egg in the UK'. I then made the oh so witty retort of 'It must've been a large cock' (geddit? geddit?). Feeling all pleased with myself, I was a little scared when several of them jumped on stage looking angry, only to show me pictures on their phones of the said hen and its size compared to a fork. Bizarre.
Lastly its Mark Watson's 24 Hour Show on Monday. I'm looking forward to this, but I am hosting from 8am to 3pm which will be tough. Luckily I have a couple of guests who will help keep us all alive. It'll all be on web cam so if you can't head down check it all out here:
http://www.watson24hour.com
So all those things and a couple of things to write for and the sketch show stuff, is all a bit much for a week's work. Women were right all along, men can't multi-task, which is exactly why I'm not preparing for any of those things and hoping it just sorts itself out. Sensible I know. Wish me luck or at least a cup of comedy to help me through.
Wow, cheesy last line. Sorry.
PS Great line up at Fat Tuesday next week and a special guest. Do come along, it'll be ace. If I'm not half asleep from the 24 hour fest!


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