It’s nice to have a few lovely gigs in a row, and this is what this blog post will be about. The following post will be about a few mediocre gigs in a row, thereby maintaining a tidy balance reflective of the ups and downs of gigging. I’m like the Cylons, I have a plan. Hopefully it won’t make fuck all sense and culminate in a woefully disappointing conclusion.
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There’s not much point apologising or accounting for six weeks of dormancy. It’s a blog, no one cares.
I’d done four gong shows where I left off, and had yet to do my first actual open spot, which turned out to be a bit impromptu. At the Manchester Frog and Bucket I’d met another Sheffield act who’d dropped in to watch. She gave me a lift home, which was a… →
So far in my first two blog posts I’ve covered my first two gigs. I’m probably going to speed it up a little and over time I hope the stuff I write here to be a bit more flexible, rather than exclusively being a chronological record of my gigs. Most other stand-up acts would probably find this tedious and self-indulgent. Which is why I’m not going to be telling most… →
What most surprised me about that first gong show in Preston was that my nerves transformed into an unexpected adrenaline rush, manufacturing in me a rare surge of confidence. There was an energy about my delivery that was more of a biochemical by-product than a rehearsed performance. It’s an exhilarating feeling. I came down from the stage after five minutes but didn’t come down from the high for hours. After… →
A few months ago now I attempted stand-up comedy and I want, here on this blog, to record my thoughts about the continuing experience of doing so. There might be a spattering of humour but that’s not the purpose. It’ll be a journal of sorts, I suppose. We shall see. The first thing I wanted to try to capture is what it’s like to attempt stand-up, to be inclined, despite… →