Gig 62: Magical Animals @ Sandbar, Manchester – 11th June 2012
June 12, 2012 4 Comments
Last night was quite momentous as it finally saw Terry appearing as….errr….”himself” on stage. It was long, long overdue.
Terry is the character I concocted which helped me work out how to do Den Kodd; it’s Terry who is the person that performs the Ken Dodd tribute act. Other than some YouTube videos (see here), Terry has only appeared as Den in public. He was supposed to perform at last month’s Magical Animals (NOT Gig 58), which I had to cancel, so I was desperate to get it out of my system.
The genesis of the act came when I decided to make a short mockumentary about Terry, with a friend (still a work in progress). It struck me that it would be great to get some footage of Terry on stage, floundering around, trying to be a comedian. Where better to give that a whirl than the home of oddity in Manchester, Magical Animals? Because Terry was supposed to be bad at comedy, this gave me the opportunity to give something else a try that I’d been longing to do: be under-prepared and just see what happens. I didn’t want to completely improvise; I thought it would work better if I had a few ideas that I could work around. I had a couple of poems that I wanted to try out, and thought that I’d resurrect my Crocodile Dundee material from Gig 49, as it really seemed to fit.
Until the drive over to the gig, this was all the prep I did. I did have a little think about it on the drive over, and latched onto the idea of Terry trying to ape some of the comedians he might have seen on the telly. This amounted to asking the audience how they were and talking about wanking. I didn’t practice any of this, and I was hopefully going to try and go with it in the moment.
I was on third, and as soon as I popped the teeth in, Terry took over. It was the most fun on stage that I’ve had for ages, and I loved the combination of having ideas to use and then messing around in between them. I think the audience liked it (some of them at least!), but I was having too much of a good time messing around to really digest how it went. The four minutes ended all too soon and it just left me wanting to give Terry another crack at stand up.
As is usual, I was came second in the vote. The night was won by Penella Mellor and her tales of poo-eating dogs. You’re never going to beat tales of poo-eating dogs. Even Terry.



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