07/08/08
It has been raining in biblical proportions today. From the moment I woke up until now, its has been well and truly bucketing it down to the extent
that I truly believe I may well see a man building an arc and ushering two of every animal onto it from the Edinburgh docks. A bit of rain is generally good
for shows, because it makes people want to shelter indoors and watch things. This is not a bit of rain though, this is some sort of global disaster on a
petty scale, which means that people wont even leave their houses to head to the fringe, and those that do risk wet shoes for many days to come.
So audiences today, all round were slow. I've never seen the Udderbelly so dead as it was at 8.30pm this evening as the sky pissed watery hell on it.
On the plus side, if there is one, the few people that did turn up at performances really wanted to be there and I had two stonking shows today. I'm
really enjoying the stand-up which now has at least 7 minutes of new stuff in it, and Tea and Cake is finally a comfortable show that we know and can
start to relax with.
Its amazing how moving into a new space and city with a show can change what works from the feedback we had at the previews. I think we are very very
nearly at the show we want it to be. The nice review (which I will post when I get two mins) has perked us up as has the lovely Lucy Porter recommending
us in the Telegraph yesterday.
Last night was the first Tea and Cake appearance at Spank!, an event which we were all a little worried about, and more so when we saw the baying rowdy
crowd. The excellent Tim Minchin was on first which is never helpful to the rest of the acts, but he was nicely followed up by Sally-Ann Haywood. Then us.
And we had to go accappella to a crowded room. Luckily a careful choice of sketches meant it went down really well, and hopefully will put a few more
bums on seats. I stayed out drinking the free booze and managed to impress myself by opening 3 beer bottles with my teeth. This is something I have
never done before, and thanks to fellow blog meister John Robins, will never do again (he scratched his teeth doing it apparently). However I did feel hella
cool for all of 30 seconds and have added it to the list of not particularly useful things I can do, along with nearly fitting my whole fist in my mouth and turn
my tongue upside down.
No extra gigs today which has been a blessing, and so instead it has been a nice curry and stapling lots. Oh the joy of stapling. I've really missed how much
joy you can get out of stapling thousands of bits of paper to other bits of paper. How much joy is that exactly? None, absolutely none. Its the single most
tedious activity ever. What I do for this show I tells ya.
Lastly, a small apology to BCDBitch who posted a comment on a post the other day. It was wrong of me to include the name of show in the blog, and I
have now removed it. I hold no qualms with your show, but the event happened at the right moment to make me laugh shiteloads. I hope it all
goes well and stuff, just watch those fangs on the rubber.
Wow, fringe shows and Bloom fans all hating at once. I feel like somehow its illegal for people to have their own opinions on their own blogs anymore.
Its all so 1984. Just without the Thought Police, and Goldberg and generally any of the story-line or politics. All I'm saying is soylent green is people.
I'm off to wring out my trousers and my face.
PS Before I forget like I did yesterday - Hayden Panitierre's armpit.


Rain, Rain Go Away and Seriously F*ck Off -
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