In contrast to last week’s blog, which was nothing but a rant, I am writing this week’s entry in extremely high spirits having just applied for an Edinburgh show. It also may be down to the fact that I’ve slammed about three extraordinarily strong coffees, but I am buzzing at the prospect of Edinburgh 2014.
I didn’t mention the colossal gig I had a couple of weeks ago at the George Inn, where I took up MCing duties for a second time. It was the same crowd as before, and they were lovely, they all remembered me and were still talking about the first night, which was equally as successful. It was one of those nights where you can’t really describe the vibe of it. It is basically just a local pub, they sell tickets to all the locals, fill the venue with about 50-60 and lock the front door. It’s magic and I genuinely enjoy it more than any other gig I do… even if by the end it was a little raucous.
Last week I had a show in Margate pulled at the last minute so only had the one gig, in Great Portland Street. Rather an average performance from yours truly, and the new material which had gone down so well previously didn’t get too much either. However, I was determined to stay persistent with it, as I know it has legs.
I started this week at the always fantastic Crying Duck with a stonking lineup. I went on first and my new opener went extremely well, but the older stuff I am bringing back, which made up the second half of my set didn’t get as much as I would have liked. The second half is more what I’d like to be doing, whereas the start bit which seems to be going well is more in the vein of my normal material. This is the dilemma: Do I polish the bit I did at the start which has huge potential and I think could end up opening any room, but it is not a real change from my current stuff – or keep plugging away at the different stuff in the hope I find a place for it and make it work??? I think I’ll end up perfecting the opener and adding it to my current stuff, but it’s good material that I do enjoy doing. We’ll see. Although I don’t want to have another crisis of confidence in six months where I go ‘Fucking hell, I’m still not being brave, I’m just doing stuff that’s safe and works’ – as I always do… what a pussy.
The coffee’s wearing off now and my fingers are hurting at the furious pace I’ve been typing. Wednesday I was near Finsbury Park somewhere and had quite a nice gig. Although there were a couple of Italians in the front row, and one of them was translating my set to his mate. I felt like I was talking at some kind of U.N conference. Bit of satire there, for the political types.
Next week at the moment I have just the one spot at Staines Comedy Club, followed by The Joker Club in Essex, which will be my last gig of the year. I’ll no doubt post some kind of year-in-review blog that will take me ages, almost get me sacked from my day job and no one will read, like last year… so look out for that!
Many tidings xxx