TGB37 – Gig Diary #8a – 12

The Gravy Boat PodcastThey said it couldn’t happen, but here’s a third episode of The Gravy Boat in which I read from my gig diary.  And, if that’s not enough, this is the third successive week in which I’ve released an episode.  Wonders will, literally, never cease.  This week I go from Gig 8a – with the Germans – to Gig – Beat the Frog.

If you’d like to read the original posts, they are:

Gig 8a: On The Funny Side @ Pulse, Manchester – 28th July 2011

Gig 9: Comedy Knight @ Mello Mello, Liverpool – 1st August 2011

Gig 10: SAS Comedy, Lass O’ Gowrie, Manchester – 13th August 2011

Gig 10a: Gary Barlow on BBC Radio Leeds – 1st September 2011

(In the episode I say that I didn’t think I knew how to make a podcast from the interview in Gig 10a, but I was wrong. I’d already done it, here: The Gravy Boat 27: Gary Barlow Interview)

Gig 11: Magical Animals @ Sandbar, Manchester – 12th September 2011

Gig 12: Beat The Frog @ Frog & Bucket, Preston – 28th September 2011

 

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Gig 103: Magical Animals @ Sandbar, Manchester – 8th April 2013

Having been on my jolly holidays, it’s been a few weeks since I last had a gig.  Luckily, it was Magical Animals for my first one back.

Regular readers of the blog will know that I perform at M.A. nearly every month.  It’s a spoken word night where anything goes, and the spots are only 4-minutes, so it’s the perfect environment to try something new.  And I generally do do something new every time.  Because it’s not a comedy night, there’s no pressure and so it’s fun to experiment and mess about.

Last night I performed Some Things Never Change, a stupid, sort-of story that I wrote on Saturday, and also I had a few ‘joke book’ jokes that I wanted to try out.  Frankly, the story didn’t go down as well as I thought it might.  It didn’t get much of a reaction from the start, and continued to not get anything and so felt overly long and dull (a bit like this sentence).  I had fun telling the jokes, though.  My ‘joke book’ jokes are always terrible, but on this occasion, I really went out of my way to make them painful.  It was fun. Did I say it was fun? It was fun.  Look it’s been a long day, OK? I really can’t be bothered writing this now but I’ve started so I’ll finish (he he Mastermind).

Right, that’s your lot. I’ve got to go out in a bit and I’ve got to put the bin out before I do. Tsk.

P.s.

Ugh.  I’ve just read this back and it’s terrible.  Not even the repetition of “fun” could save it.  And we all know how much fun the word “fun” is.  Sorry.  I’m a bit tired and I’ve got a gig tonight so I wanted to get this out of the way.  I should probably stop now, I’m just making it worse for myself.  Part of me thinks that if I keep typing then I’ll somehow save this bad boy.  See? It hasn’t worked.

Gig101a: Magical Animals @ Sandbar, Manchester – 11th March 2013

Due to, what I’m assuming was, the sudden onset of wintry weather, Magical Animals was pretty sparse last night.  In fact the whole of the usually bustling Sandbar was deader than the proverbial dead bird.  There were 10 acts in attendance and one audience member.  That’s enough people to go ahead, but it certainly doesn’t count as an official gig.  The night was quickly christened “The Magical Animals Workshop” and it proceeded very much with a workshoppy vibe.

Because it felt so low key, I decided to just go on and be weird when it was my turn to perform.  This involved some grunting into the microphone, the world’s worst and most confusing impression and, what I’m going to call, anti-delivery.  I didn’t go down particularly well, but this just made me enjoy being more awkward and stilted even more.  It’s not often that you get the opportunity to be completely intentionally bad and I made sure that I made the most of it.

Anyway, the material I had prepared was a “play” and a short story.  The play was a re-written version of Tony & Kim Have an Argument; something I dropped from last month’s M.A. (Gig 97) because I realised that despite the fact that I liked it, there was nothing funny in it.   I worked out that what I liked was the utter stupidness of the argument, so I just played this up in the new version.

The short story was called Harry Harrison and was just something that I wrote off the top of my head.  I don’t really know what it’s about because it’s not really about anything.  I don’t think that, technically, it’s actually a story.

Under the circumstances, I don’t know what I learned about either piece, but I’ll give it a go.  I think Tony & Kim might have something in it, especially if I actually, you know, tried to perform it.  Harry Harrison doesn’t really work in its current form, but I think there are some good ideas in it that might be teased out into a different form.

And that’s that.

Gig 97: Magical Animals @ Sandbar, Manchester – 11th February 2013

Monday saw the return of Magical Animals following a month’s break.  As it’s a regular gig, I like to use it to try out new bits – especially stuff that wouldn’t be considered traditional stand up.  I usually have something lined up,  but this time I didn’t   On Sunday afternoon, I sat down to do a bit of writing and remembered that I had some unused bits and pieces that I’d prepared for November’s Bad Language (Gig 88).  After looking through the document, I decided to try out two unused short plays: Walls Have Ears and Tony and Kim Have An Argument.  I also thought I’d give a run out to Javier Have a Problem, which I’d previously tried at December’s Spotlight (Gig 92).

I was happy with Walls Have Ears, but a bit unsure about Tony and Kim.  There’s something that I like about it, but it doesn’t actually contain anything resembling a joke.  Javier worked quite well at Spotlight, but I’d realised that the middle paragraph (of three) was pretty redundant.  After reviewing it, I rewrote the offending paragraph to tighten it up.

As I’d be reading, I didn’t do a timed run through of the material, so on the day of the gig I started to wonder about which order to perform them in.  Ideally, I wanted to do Tony and Kim first, as it was the weakest piece (I hoped that by performing it in front of an audience it might help me work out what it was about it that I like).  However, I wasn’t sure of the timing of the three bits, and there was a chance that I’d only have time to fit two of them into my four minute spot.

I was still somewhat undecided even after I’d arrived at the venue.  My mind was made up after I thought of a new bit while I was sat waiting to go on.  The spontaneous chunk of tomfoolery was:

“Have you ever noticed how the pope goes shopping in HMV Jessops Comet…for horsemeat? What’s all that about?” (Trust me, it’s all in the delivery).

I really wanted to give this a try as time was literally of the essence with such hard hitting topical material.  I decided to drop Tony and Kim and then if I had any time left I’d just fill with one or two new jokes that I’d written.

And that’s pretty much it.  I did those things. They went pretty well.  I went home.

OK, I will make a couple of notes.  The “topical” opening went well, but really was all to do with the delivery.  I did tell you to trust me on this.  I’m also pretty sure that I’ll try Walls Have Ears again.  I do love acting out a stupid “play”.  The biggest thing I took away from the night is that I really should have dropped the second paragraph of the Javier story.  Despite a re-write, it remained totally redundant.  I’ll have to give it another run out in its new, shorter form.

Right, that’s it. Thanks for listening. xx

Gig 83: Magical Animals @ Sandbar, Manchester – 12th November 2012

Saturday 10th 15:32

I’ve not been gigging as much recently, and in some of my blog posts I’ve mentioned that I need to renew my efforts in sourcing them.  Well, like the clichéd buses of lore, this week 4 gigs have arrived at the bus stop that I call me.  Given that these 4 gigs are on consecutive nights – Monday to Thursday – it’s more than likely that I’ll have some kind of meltdown, so I thought it might be prudent to write about my preparation for the week as I do it.  This should help pinpoint the exact moment when I lose it.  It’s also a kind of clever trick to try and guilt myself into actually doing the preparation.  Let’s hope that it works.

Prior to Thursday evening, I was pretty sanguine about the upcoming week.  At that point I only had 3 gigs lined up, and a pretty clear plan about how I was going to approach them.  As happened last month (Gig 80 and Gig 81), Monday’s gig would be Magical Animals followed by me MCing at The Beech Inn on Tuesday.  I was going to follow the same plan of preparing some new material to try at M.A., which I could then use as my contingency material for use at The Beech.  I would also need to write my ‘monthly report’ should I need it for Tuesday (I would need to do it if I end up being one of the acts as well as MC).

The third gig was due to be Open For Laughs in Huddersfield on Thursday.  I’ve played this night a few times, so it seemed like the ideal venue to try some newish material. The plan was to re-use any of the new stuff I’d performed at this month’s and last month’s M.A./Beech that I liked, bolstered by some older stuff.  I figured that I could pretty much pull a set list together by Wednesday morning,  which would give me a couple of days to run through my selection.

Last Thursday evening, I got a text from Jeff Downs asking if I could be a last minute replacement for Moviejokie.  Under normal circumstances, I would have said yes in a heartbeat, but I feared the addition of a fourth gig might just push me over the edge.  The main problem would be that as I didn’t have anything prepared for MJ, and had no ideas lined up for it, it would mean that I’d have to conceive of the ideas, write them and practice them all by Sunday evening, or I wouldn’t get chance to.  It would also mean that my day of practice for Open for Laughs would disappear, adding more pressure to that gig.

Despite my doubts, I clearly said that I’d do it; I’m not one for turning down gigs.  This means that I need to get cracking on preparation.  And, yes, I am aware of the irony of me wasting time by writing about the need for preparation.  Oh, and that it is now nearly 4 o’clock on Saturday and I’ve nearly wasted a day.  I’ll try and wrap this up quickly.

So far, I’ve written, but not practiced, my material for Magical Animals, which I’ll use as stand by for the Beech.  I’ve written about 400 words of my monthly report, but it really needs to be closer to 1000.

To do:  Practice material for M.A. Finish monthly report.  Do everything for Moviejokie.  Come up with set list for OFL.   Easy.  And by ‘easy’, I mean ‘shit, I better get cracking’.

To make matters worse, I’ve got to go out in 45 minutes for a haircut, of all things.  I definitely need to get cracking.

Saturday 16:35

So, I’ve had about 35 minutes to work on stuff and I’ve got 10 minutes before I have to go out.  We’re way overdue an update:

I’ve written about 50 more words of my monthly report, but I have a good idea of what I need to write to complete it.

I’ve firmed up the material for Magical Animals, and have written the bullet points of the set list onto an index card so I can practice on the way to the hairdressers (and on the way back).

I’ve pulled together the bits that I want to try at OFL into one Word document.  At a glance, I reckon there should be 10 minutes worth of material, but I ideally need to try a timed run through at some point, and, crucially, I need put it all into some kind of order.

I’ve made a start on Moviejokie.  I decided pretty much straight away that I should do Casio, as he’s worked well there before and if all else fails I can just be filthy.  I still need a concept for him, though.  Jeff – the brains behind Moviejokie – suggested that I try a British stuntman character, and I’ve decided to give it a go.  He’s going to be called Barry at the moment, but I can’t think of a suitable surname.  Being a stuntman, there’s plenty of opportunity for physical stuff and getting the audience involved, which, as discussed previously (see here), are essential for MJ.  I’ve had a few ideas, but they’ll need serious fleshing out.  Right, I’d better go.

Saturday 19:41

Home.  I managed to run through the material while I was driving and, as always, it proved really useful.  It’s all well and good coming up with a joke, but the key to making it work is all in the phrasing and the only way to really hone that is by saying it out loud and trying it in different ways.

MCing at The Beech is a really good way of forcing me to write new material, so I’ve been consciously taking more notes over the last month.  As a result, some of the bits don’t really fit into my usual style; specifically I’ve written a topical bit (about the U.S. election) and a “my girlfriend said a funny thing” bit.  Through my practicing, I’ve pretty much worked out how I’m going to approach them, but they still feel really alien coming out of my mouth; in a very similar way to my “Personal Bit” which I dropped some months ago.  These gigs are great opportunities to try something a bit different, though, and it would be useful to have a different type of material in my metaphorical back pocket.

Sunday 11th 15:28

Well, it’s mid-way through the afternoon and I’m finally sitting down to do something.   I’ve only just got home because we’ve been out to a farm shop. Yes, a farm shop. Deal with it.

Following my final update from last night, I finished off the first (and possibly final) draft of my monthly report.  I checked last month’s and it was 800 words long, so I’ve pretty much exactly matched that.  I then sat down with a notebook whilst watching telly and came up with some ideas for Moviejokie.  I came up with a name for the stuntman character, “Barry Muntstan – The British Stuntman” (I love a spoonerific character name, e.g. Barry Garlow, Jack Michaelson).  I also came up with an idea for what Casio is going to get up to; making an audience member act out a famous scene from a film.  It’s a relief to know I’ve got something, but I think it’s lulling me slightly into a false sense of security.  I need to firm up some of the ideas, pronto.

When I was in the bath earlier today, I was thinking about what I had to do, when I suddenly remembered a dream that I had last night.  I was performing character comedy and it wasn’t going particularly well. The problem was that I was either ‘in character’- getting the voice and mannerisms correct – or I was concentrating too much on improvising material, which was funny but not really related to the character.  Now, I don’t usually put much stock in the meaning of dreams, but even I had to admit that this looked like my subconscious sending me a direct message.  There’s a good chance that I’ll have to do a lot of improvisation at Moviejokie and perhaps it would be more successful if I were to do this as a character I was comfortable with.  This has made me think that I might be better off doing the stuntman as Terry Dowling.  It would essentially be all the same ideas that I had for Barry Muntstan, but it should be easier for me to make them funny as Terry.

It’s just coming up to quarter to four and football is starting shortly.  I’m going to have to make some decisions sharpish.  Magical Animals should be pretty much ready to go, although I’ll need to spend a few minutes tomorrow to prioritise what I’m going to do.  The Beech is more or less covered off, although ideally I’d like to do another draft of the report, which I should be able to squeeze in on my dinner breaks on Monday and Tuesday.  Thursday’s set is going to be a lot more adhoc than I would have liked it, but I’ll have to go into with the air of a new material session, and possibly have an index card set list with me as backup.  What I really need to do today is finalise as much of Moviejokie as I can.

Sunday 19:00

I managed to write up my notes for Moviejokie and get them into good enough shape that I roughly know what I’m doing.  As I’ve mentioned previously, the key for MJ seems to be to have a simple gimmick and/or audience participation.  The ideas for both Casio and Terry make use of both.  I wouldn’t say I’m completely happy with what I have, and I haven’t rehearsed them in any way, but at least I’m not completely panicking.

Or, I wasn’t.  I quickly e-mailed Jeff to mention the basics of what I had planned, mainly to confirm that part of what I had planned for Terry wouldn’t clash with the other acts.  As it turns out, the main set piece that I had planned for Casio actually clashes with something else. Poo.  This means that I’m going to have to think of another film scene to use.

I’ve actually got one in mind, and it could work quite well for audience participation.  The main problem is that it’s a very 80s film, and so a lot of the audience might not have heard of it, let alone knowing about the, admittedly once famous, scene.  Oh well, at least I have something I can use, assuming that I don’t think of anything better.

I’m not feeling that well this evening – I’m going to euphemistically use the term ‘upset stomach’ – so I don’t feel like doing too much more tonight. This is basically an excuse to not think about it and assume that everything is going to turn out OK.

Fingers crossed.

Monday 12th 13:31

I’m on my dinner break – corned beef butties, thanks for asking – and, as promised, I’ve just completed a second draft of my monthly report.  I say ‘second draft’, but that’s being too grand about it; it was just a few minor tweaks.  I’ll probably have a last look through it tomorrow, hoping to add a few more jokes.

I’ve also taken a look through my material for Magical Animals tonight.  My document listing all the new bits of material was geared towards tomorrow night, so I’ve created a copy and put the stuff in a more suitable order for tonight.  The material and order is:

On the Bus – I had to use the bus to get to work a couple of weeks ago and tweeted a number of times about the experience.  My first tweet was: “Today I am catching the bus. Stay tuned for a series of tweets that will form the basis of a stand up set I will never, ever perform.”  Before the end of the journey, I decided that I should try and turn it into a bit of material. I’ve transcribed the tweets and I’m going to read them out and attempt to adlib around them.  There’s a good chance that it won’t work at all.  I’m not that bothered if it doesn’t work (that’s why you do new material nights!), But  I am concerned that it will chew up my full 4 minutes and not give me chance to road test anything else.  This is the only section that I’ve not practiced so far, as it needs me to read it out and I usually do run-throughs while driving.

A Funny Thing My Girlfriend Said – As I’ve already mentioned, this is something brand new and a totally different style to my usual material.

4 New Miscellaneous Daft Bits – They’re all pretty much one liners, but silly.

80s Corner – The other day I stumbled across my set list for my first ever straight stand up gig. It reminded me of a couple of bits that I really liked – “Luke, I Am Your Father” and “Karate Kid/Extinct Birds” – but ended up dropping because they use pretty obscure 1980s references.  I thought it might be fun to try them again and wrap them up together, making a feature of their nicheness.

Supermarket Poem – New, short, silly poem.

U.S. Election – Another brand new bit, that’s in a style I wouldn’t normally do.

4 New Joke Book Jokes

There’s no way that I’ll get through all of this, so I might end up changing the order on the fly. And that’s pretty much all the prep I’m going to do today.  I’ll see you after the gig.

Monday 22:46

Just home from Magical Animals, as I managed to sneak off a bit early.  I know I look a bit overly keen writing this up now, but if I don’t attempt to keep up with these posts then they’re soon going to run away from me (not literally).

On the drive over to Manchester, I thought it would be a good idea to practice how I was going to set up the ‘On the Bus’ section, even though I wouldn’t be able to read the individual tweets.  By doing this, I soon latched onto the idea of me getting annoyed with myself for being arrogant enough to say that I wouldn’t do this as a stand-up set.  Getting an angle on it made the material come alive, and I immediately knew how I was going to play it, and how I would end the section.  Most importantly it felt like a bit of my material.

I arrived at Sandbar pretty much as it was due to start.  There were suspiciously fewer people there than usual, and it looked like it would be a really quiet night, but suddenly a bunch of people appeared from nowhere (they were, obviously, somewhere).  As the first few acts performed, it became clear that there was a slightly weird vibe in the room.  I think that the demographic of the audience was slightly different to normal and I got the feeling that some of the people in attendance didn’t know what to make of it and weren’t particularly interested in proceedings.  This gave a slightly uncomfortable air in the room, which was strange for the lovely Magical Animals.  It started to make me unsure about some of my material.  I think in particular I was wary of the ‘a funny thing my girlfriend said’ bit.  As I’ve already mentioned, it doesn’t feel natural to me yet as I’ve not found my angle on it, and this made me uncertain of its value.  Uncertainly is not your friend when you’re trying new material.  Where I was worrying earlier that I’d only get chance to do ‘On the Bus’, now I was worrying that I’d have to do something else.

In the end, I needn’t have worried.  The Bus bit worked better than I had hoped and it lasted around 4 and a half minutes, so I didn’t have time for anything else.

On the drive home, I had a run through of how I’m planning on opening tomorrow night and I started to think about Thursday’s set list.  After tonight, I’m all for giving Bus bit another run out – although it might tank if I try it tomorrow and I might change my mind – and that would end up being nearly half my 10 minute spot.  I also worked out how to tie in another bit of material to the bus bit, so I’ve already allotted about 6 minutes. Given how much other new stuff I have, it might end up being a question of what to leave out.  Of course, a lot could happen between now and Thursday.

Right, that’s enough for now.  Night night.

Gig 80: Magical Animals @ Sandbar, Manchester – 8th October 2012

QuotingPeople with photographic memories might remember that at last month’s M.A. (Gig 76), I performed a short ‘play’ and a longish ‘joke’ (yes, both the play and the joke needed the quotation marks), but I had also prepared a bunch of short, new bits of stand up that I didn’t have time to try out.  Well this time I did do them.  I also wrote a bit of observational comedy in the form of a serious poem.  Yes, I know.  I’m terribly clever.

Boringly, for the purposes of a blog post, it all went rather well.  I started with the poem, and it seemed to go down even better than I had anticipated, and it was already something I really liked.  I then went into the new bits and pretty much everything worked; I really felt in the zone when I was performing.

And that really is pretty much it.  It was nice to try out a few bits of new stand up material as it’s been ages since I’ve done that.  It was also extremely useful for the gig I had the following day, but you’ll have to wait until I finish writing about that until you can read about that.

Gig 76: Magical Animals @ Sandbar, Manchester – 10th September 2012

This morning, I got downstairs from my bath at 8:45. “Oh, I’m well early this morning,” I thought.  ”I’ll get into work dead, dead early”.  At quarter past 9, I found myself still sat on the sofa and called myself a fucking idiot.  I then sent a tweet essentially pointing out that I was a fucking idiot (most normal people’s response would have been to get up and get ready rather than wasting more time by tweeting).  At this point I stood up and accidentally smashed a glass to pieces by slamming a plate into it. I then wasted even more time through having to hoover up the shards. I, inevitably, got into work even later than usual.  And I’m usually late as it is.

None of this is relevant to Magical Animals, but it is relevant to how brain dead I’ve been lately, and I offer up this “anecdote” as an explanation as to why I’m so far behind with my blogging and why the posts have been so half-hearted.  It’s not a great explanation, sure, but it’s the best I have to offer.  And, as if to emphasise the point, the whole “smashing a glass with a plate” incident actually happened two days ago, and I’ve only just got around to writing any more of this post. I’m an idiot.

Following a break in August for its summer holidays, it was time for the return of Magical Animals – Manchester’s most eccentric spoken word night.  I didn’t have anything in particular that I wanted to try out, so I went through my notes and came up with a list of new stuff that I’ve been meaning to try.  It was a bit of a hodge podge of stuff, but a hodge podge of stuff seemed pretty much perfect for M.A.   I also thought I could give a second run out to my new Batman “play” that I debuted as Simeon Gold at Gig 71.   As the spots are only 4 minutes long, I had to prioritise and settled on a stupid version of a “There’s an Englishman, Irishman and Scotsman” joke and the Batman play.

Ugh.  I hate this post. It’s so badly written.  To cut to the chase, it was alright.   I read the “joke” out, so I didn’t have to bother learning it.  It went OK but it was clear that there weren’t enough jokes in it.  In many ways, I wasn’t that bothered how it went as it was more a case of seeing how it felt to say it in front of an audience.  It felt that there were places that I could take it, so the next step would be to try doing it from memory and seeing how I can play about with it.

The Batman play fell a little flat.  Like the first time I did it, I really feel like there’s something in it, but it’s way too baggy.  All the other Simeon Gold plays have been fully written out before I did them, whereas this one was half-written and then worked out through practising.   I think the next step is to sit down and write it out in its most concise form and then take it from there.

Right, that’s it. I’m done. See you later.

Ugh.

 

Gig 65: Magical Animals @ Sandbar, Manchester – 9th July 2012

Thank god for that.

Following a terrifyingly long, 25-day hiatus I finally got to do another gig.  The relief was palpable.  It’s probably a healthy thing to have little breaks from gigging every so often, but 3 and a half weeks drove me absolutely up the wall.  It was a lesson that I really need to get on top of chasing new places to play at.

Where better to make my return than Magical Animals where I could do pretty much whatever I wanted? Nowhere, that’s where.  Despite having a extended preparation period, I didn’t really know what I was going to do until about a week ago.  As I lay in the bath, it occurred to me that I should try resurrecting my “Roy Walker’s autobiography” bit, previously performed at Gig 27 and Gig 35 (doesn’t everybody think about Roy Walker when they’re in the bath?? Anybody?).  My original description of the bit was “a long (90 seconds-ish) jokeless, serious story capped off with a fairly lame punchline.”  The change that I decided to make was to make it last for 4 minutes rather than 90 seconds.  Brave or stupid? You decide.

The bit begins with me saying, “Before I start, I want to quickly talk about a book I’ve been reading…”, at which point I go on to tell a rambling, fictional anecdote from Roy Walker’s pretend autobiography (title: Say What You See).  It was quite easy to spin the story out into a longer version and eventually get the the “pay off”; a weak punchline based on one of his catchphrases.  It had a mixed reaction when I’d done it in its shorter version, so I was intrigued to see what would happen when I made it even more tortuous.  I didn’t really know exactly how I was going to play it or whether or not I expected people to laugh, I was more interested to just see how it felt and whether or not there was anything in it worth pursuing.

I really had a lot of fun with it.  The performance became a game of making the boring story funny – despite there being no jokes in it -and it just became more and more ridiculous. I had far too much story to fit into 4 minutes, so I was able to play up being rushed and conscious of the time ticking away.  It was one of those great moments on stage where it felt like I was doing something that I should be doing.  It was exciting to do something where there were no discernible jokes, but hopefully making people laugh anyway.  To be honest, I was a bit too in the moment to know how well it was received, but I really want to do it again in an even longer form.  I felt on some level like I knew where the laughs should be, but I think I’ll have to do it again before I can work out exactly how to make them happen.

Thankfully, I only have two days to wait until my next gig.  I can’t wait.

Gig 62: Magical Animals @ Sandbar, Manchester – 11th June 2012

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.

NOT Gig 58: Magical Animals @ Sandbar, Manchester – 14th May 2012

As I mentioned in my previous post, yesterday was my one year anniversary of performing comedy.  I had planned on marking the occasion with an appearance at Magical Animals; officially Manchester’s oddest spoken word night.  I was going to be doing it in character and semi-improvised, so I was really looking forward to it.

It was sometime during the afternoon that I found out that most of Manchester city centre was going to be closed off because of Man City’s victory parade (congratulations, by the way).  The police were advising against driving into town and gridlock looked likely.  To be honest, I didn’t fancy sitting in a traffic jam for hours, only to find that there was nowhere to park when I finally got there.  I monitored the parade on the television, but got to a point where I had to make a decision.  I decided not to go.

So, basically, my second year in comedy started off with me pulling out of a gig for the first time.  How absolutely crap.  I don’t actually know what the traffic situation turned out, but I imagine it was fine and I made a bad call.  If that’s the case, please don’t tell me, I feel bad enough as it is.

Oh well, it’s onwards and upwards from here.  Hopefully.

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