Not really myself, thinking too much about everything. Which is concerning, because things are about to go really...ridiculous; with dad, with the Christmas show, with the single, with the panto. I need to be better prepared than this, but instead I moped around the house all morning and then listened to the Spurs match which is 90 minutes I won't get back.
Rehearsed at home for a bit and it was a reminder to myself how difficult this show is going to be to pull off on many levels - not only the lines, but the logistics of it, and just how big my private area is, especially when in this costume. So much can go wrong, and ticket sales are going really well, which is the last thing I need right now.
First proper, genuine business inquiry for our PR firm.
Popped back to see Mum, and Dad. Dad didn't know who I was, or what I why I was there. It's utterly destroying me.
Then off to play a gig with Aidy and Dave. It's gigs like this where it's very much a 'job' - ignored by the audience, but it's a bar gig on a Sunday night. No pressure on that one, though. Met up with old school friends Rachel and Ben afterwards for a quick catchup; Ben is a paramedic these days, Rachel is a psychiatric nurse. Both of them have such stressful jobs, I realised me getting stressed about people potentially not laughing is not stress at all, really, is it?
Monday, 30 November 2015
Sunday, 29 November 2015
Saturday 28th November 2015
Having not been around for a few days, I wasn't aware just how bad dad has got. It was shocking today, the rapid decline over the last week is heartbreaking. He's not chatting anymore; he didn't even know I was in the room - he's just on his hospital bed, motionless, dry-mouthed, a pale zombie waiting to go. It's an image I can't get out of my head.
Got back, sat around for a bit reflecting, and then off to preview the Christmas show around Izzy's. Did it script-in-hand, and it's clear this show will take some learning which is a worry because I need to learn it by Monday night. It's also clear, though, that this show can work - it's a fun piece, with plenty of scope for nice audience interaction if I get it right. Nice social afterwards, nice to chill out and get a few things off my chest.
Got back, sat around for a bit reflecting, and then off to preview the Christmas show around Izzy's. Did it script-in-hand, and it's clear this show will take some learning which is a worry because I need to learn it by Monday night. It's also clear, though, that this show can work - it's a fun piece, with plenty of scope for nice audience interaction if I get it right. Nice social afterwards, nice to chill out and get a few things off my chest.
Friday 27th November 2015
Did a few hours in the office and started making tentative plans for next year's fringe. Got a bit concerned about the show in Wales, which is selling well but pretty sure they're expecting a panto.
Spent quite a lot of the day stuck in traffic.
Evening rehearsed, ran the show twice - not convinced by some of it, still.
Spent quite a lot of the day stuck in traffic.
Evening rehearsed, ran the show twice - not convinced by some of it, still.
Friday, 27 November 2015
Thursday 26th November 2015
On moving the hospital bed into the spare room (my old bedroom), they realised that they didn't have enough space - so Mum sold my bed! Charming. It's not a bed I need any more, obviously, as I have a double in the current place but still...odd times.
Did a bit of work in the office, most of it wasn't needed but still, it went quickly enough.
Casting issues for the panto. AS EXPECTED. Seriously, next year, with live shows, I am not going to work with anyone else at all - completely solo all the way.
Intense rehearsal for the Christmas show; after the second full run-through it really started to feel like a proper show, which was exciting. Some of it is really, really good, you know. Some of it drags. But hopefully the good will cover the bad? It's not that those draggy bits are actually bad, they're just not funny - the story just needs simplifying at these points. It's overwritten, and over-running, so I can afford to trim a few bits. Still working from the script, so many words to learn...they're not quite going in, yet.
Did a bit of work in the office, most of it wasn't needed but still, it went quickly enough.
Casting issues for the panto. AS EXPECTED. Seriously, next year, with live shows, I am not going to work with anyone else at all - completely solo all the way.
Intense rehearsal for the Christmas show; after the second full run-through it really started to feel like a proper show, which was exciting. Some of it is really, really good, you know. Some of it drags. But hopefully the good will cover the bad? It's not that those draggy bits are actually bad, they're just not funny - the story just needs simplifying at these points. It's overwritten, and over-running, so I can afford to trim a few bits. Still working from the script, so many words to learn...they're not quite going in, yet.
Thursday, 26 November 2015
Wednesday 25th November 2015
They're getting a hospital bed put in the spare room for dad...a horrible, but inevitable step. It's getting closer.
Did some work on PR website - quite pleased with it, we'll launch it properly soon, but it's time to up my game with that one as it could make a few quid.
Confirmed the final 2 venues for the '10 gigs in one day' thing, and managed to slot them in nicely - that's going to be an exhausting day.
The venue in Wales are getting a bit overexcited about my show there next week. I haven't learnt it yet. And they seem to think it's a lot longer than it is...it's a real worry, could be horrible.
No chance to rehearse it tonight as I was finishing writing the panto, which is great - not being arrogant, but it works in quite a few levels. Probably funnier than the solo show, to be honest. Bugger. Should be touring that instead.
Meeting with Paul M about it was productive, but as usual when I work with other people they start talking about 'rehearsals' and timescales....if anything it felt a little negative. Come on, it's Christmas, let's get excited and put on a show!
Tuesday, 24 November 2015
Tuesday 24th November 2015
Mostly misery, today, with good bits at the end.
Dad's just given up completely; refusing to eat, acting like a child. Mum is clearly on the verge of a breakdown. I'm doing my best to help but getting in the way a bit. The dog is both a bastard but also a bit of light relief.
Car had serious issues, turns out the water tank thingy actually burst. Got it fixed, got stung quite a bit for that. It only had it's service a few months back, this feels unfair.
But then cracking rehearsal with the band, really hard work but we're on great form - just working out the set for the Christmas gig. I love those guys, we're so strong as a unit.
Got back and made brilliant progress on the Britpop panto. Meeting the director about that tomorrow night.
Christmas show is selling well. Line-learning not going quite as well.
Dad's just given up completely; refusing to eat, acting like a child. Mum is clearly on the verge of a breakdown. I'm doing my best to help but getting in the way a bit. The dog is both a bastard but also a bit of light relief.
Car had serious issues, turns out the water tank thingy actually burst. Got it fixed, got stung quite a bit for that. It only had it's service a few months back, this feels unfair.
But then cracking rehearsal with the band, really hard work but we're on great form - just working out the set for the Christmas gig. I love those guys, we're so strong as a unit.
Got back and made brilliant progress on the Britpop panto. Meeting the director about that tomorrow night.
Christmas show is selling well. Line-learning not going quite as well.
Monday, 23 November 2015
Monday 23rd November 2015
I was quite hoping that the stress of last week would be over now the film is being deemed by everybody as being a MASSIVE SUCCESS but if anything today it's just got a bit worse due to all the other stuff piling up.
There was this little series of events over an hour or so that got me tensed up again; as I was driving back from the freelance job I was speaking to Dad on loud speaker and he just sounded so bad today, worst day yet perhaps - so poorly, so despondent, so "waiting to go" but I had to cut him off because my car was overheating and about to explode. Okay, maybe a bit dramatic, but certainly on the verge of dying. Pulled into a layby, gave it a breather and got home safely but still...two horrible things in a row. Then got back to find out my freelance post is coming to an end - not entirely unexpected, but still annoying, as that little bit of cash has been bailing me out when the gigs haven't paid, which, let's be honest, is quite often still.
Been offered a couple days proper acting work for a short film, which really excites me because it's been years since I've worked with the director Emily and she was awesome then so I imagine she still is now.
Did a few hours freelancing today and genuinely did a lot of good, I think. Got home after my disastrous few hours of car/dad/job stuff, did an hours training on the exercise bike for the show, spent 2 hours rehearsing for the show and have really grown to like the script - it needs a lot of rehearsing, but it's so different to anything I've ever done before. It's mostly physical comedy, yet I recorded just the dialogue alone tonight and there's 38 minutes of that to learn alongside all the choreography. Yep, it's a bastard. Made a promo video for it tonight briefly too, which my housemate kindly filmed as he wanted to use the dining room (where I was rehearsing) to eat his dinner and I was kind of in his way.
Still need to write the panto. Meeting the director on Wednesday night and I think he wants to see a script. Why am I always one show behind?
There was this little series of events over an hour or so that got me tensed up again; as I was driving back from the freelance job I was speaking to Dad on loud speaker and he just sounded so bad today, worst day yet perhaps - so poorly, so despondent, so "waiting to go" but I had to cut him off because my car was overheating and about to explode. Okay, maybe a bit dramatic, but certainly on the verge of dying. Pulled into a layby, gave it a breather and got home safely but still...two horrible things in a row. Then got back to find out my freelance post is coming to an end - not entirely unexpected, but still annoying, as that little bit of cash has been bailing me out when the gigs haven't paid, which, let's be honest, is quite often still.
Been offered a couple days proper acting work for a short film, which really excites me because it's been years since I've worked with the director Emily and she was awesome then so I imagine she still is now.
Did a few hours freelancing today and genuinely did a lot of good, I think. Got home after my disastrous few hours of car/dad/job stuff, did an hours training on the exercise bike for the show, spent 2 hours rehearsing for the show and have really grown to like the script - it needs a lot of rehearsing, but it's so different to anything I've ever done before. It's mostly physical comedy, yet I recorded just the dialogue alone tonight and there's 38 minutes of that to learn alongside all the choreography. Yep, it's a bastard. Made a promo video for it tonight briefly too, which my housemate kindly filmed as he wanted to use the dining room (where I was rehearsing) to eat his dinner and I was kind of in his way.
Still need to write the panto. Meeting the director on Wednesday night and I think he wants to see a script. Why am I always one show behind?
Sunday, 22 November 2015
Sunday 22nd November 2015
My Christmas show opens next weekend. That's a worry, isn't it?
Was up till late last night reading the script for it, and also this morning. Then off to rehearsals with the choir - as a band we were on it today, very controlled, professional. Choir were needing a bit of work, so we were allowed to go early.
Did 2 hours on the exercise bike to 'train' for the show, which knackered me out. Looked at the script again and panicked. Can I really get away with this? It's an intense show...
Was up till late last night reading the script for it, and also this morning. Then off to rehearsals with the choir - as a band we were on it today, very controlled, professional. Choir were needing a bit of work, so we were allowed to go early.
Did 2 hours on the exercise bike to 'train' for the show, which knackered me out. Looked at the script again and panicked. Can I really get away with this? It's an intense show...
Saturday 21st November 2015
Woke up with a predictably sore head, but I think after all the work and stress with the film it was worth it. What a night!
Met up with Matt for lunch and a catch up to chat about women, and then plodded around for a bit, aware that at 34 years old, staying out till 4am is not something my body will recover from easily...
Evening gig with the band in a village in the middle of nowhere. A lot of waiting around, but we were great tonight - really on it. A fun, sweaty, fast gig, with 2 encores, a standing ovation (bit like the film got last night), we're on good form.
I'm winning this weekend, aren't I?
Met up with Matt for lunch and a catch up to chat about women, and then plodded around for a bit, aware that at 34 years old, staying out till 4am is not something my body will recover from easily...
Evening gig with the band in a village in the middle of nowhere. A lot of waiting around, but we were great tonight - really on it. A fun, sweaty, fast gig, with 2 encores, a standing ovation (bit like the film got last night), we're on good form.
I'm winning this weekend, aren't I?
Friday 20th November 2015
Found two new actresses for the musical, but it opens soon...and with the bloke then pulling out too I know deep down this show probably can't happen this year. Which is a shame, because a lot of great songwriters have put a lot of hours into it, but we'll do it next year - with a committed team. My 'not going to work with them again' list is quite big...
Spent the morning in the office, mostly panicking about the film.
Off to Mum and Dads for a bit, they're both having a really tough day. Mum is struggling a lot with this. It's just draining. They both talk very proudly of my film, though.
Then off to meet friends for drinks and food ahead of the première. At 10pm I popped over to the cinema, with my entourage, and confused the cinema manager by asking for 42 comps, which he reluctantly agreed to. As the evening progressed, it was clear I'd forgotten to write down a load of the guests onto my lists so the comps just went up and up...in all fairness to the cinema for letting them all in.
I've never experienced such a buzz in a cinema before - I am flattered, and honoured, to have so many friends there. Many of them travelled far...I was baffled and happy by this.
The film itself was fine, more than fine - it went down a storm. There was a sense that everyone was going to enjoy it anyway because friends support me, but at the same time - yeah, it works, this could be the start of something amazing. If not this film, the next one. It's starting, in a good way.
Exhausted by happiness and with the pressure off my shoulders, we drank till 4am. Happy Paul.
Spent the morning in the office, mostly panicking about the film.
Off to Mum and Dads for a bit, they're both having a really tough day. Mum is struggling a lot with this. It's just draining. They both talk very proudly of my film, though.
Then off to meet friends for drinks and food ahead of the première. At 10pm I popped over to the cinema, with my entourage, and confused the cinema manager by asking for 42 comps, which he reluctantly agreed to. As the evening progressed, it was clear I'd forgotten to write down a load of the guests onto my lists so the comps just went up and up...in all fairness to the cinema for letting them all in.
I've never experienced such a buzz in a cinema before - I am flattered, and honoured, to have so many friends there. Many of them travelled far...I was baffled and happy by this.
The film itself was fine, more than fine - it went down a storm. There was a sense that everyone was going to enjoy it anyway because friends support me, but at the same time - yeah, it works, this could be the start of something amazing. If not this film, the next one. It's starting, in a good way.
Exhausted by happiness and with the pressure off my shoulders, we drank till 4am. Happy Paul.
Thursday, 19 November 2015
Thursday 19th November 2015
Actors, a majority of them, aren't really actors, are they? They're just people who want to tell other people that they are, but ultimately they're just time wasters. Seriously, most of them. Pretending to be actors, but never actually do anything, apart from sign up to musicals and then change their fucking minds.
Lost 3 actors today. 3! From a cast of 4. If we can find two actresses by 10am tomorrow morning, I'll learn to sing and take the male role. I can say these things because we won't find 2 actresses, and if we do they'll probably waste my time as well. Why are people so useless? I just don't get it. Solo projects all the way in the future. With the exception of Emma (who moves to New York tomorrow until March) and Izzy, I'm done with the rest of them. Idiots.
Heard our Christmas singles today. Amazing! So good, so proud.
Did a couple hours in the office, nice to chat to the dude there, and then spent a long time nailing the solo show. And boy I have...it's not the show I wanted it to be (I wanted it to be a jolly, laugh a lot, festive family romp) but it's turned into something rather marvellous (a frantic, messy, stressful hour with too many costume changes and lots characters, even though it's a solo show). If I nail this, it'll be the best thing I've done. If I don't, it'll be horrible.
Movie première tomorrow. People are still too excited.
Lost 3 actors today. 3! From a cast of 4. If we can find two actresses by 10am tomorrow morning, I'll learn to sing and take the male role. I can say these things because we won't find 2 actresses, and if we do they'll probably waste my time as well. Why are people so useless? I just don't get it. Solo projects all the way in the future. With the exception of Emma (who moves to New York tomorrow until March) and Izzy, I'm done with the rest of them. Idiots.
Heard our Christmas singles today. Amazing! So good, so proud.
Did a couple hours in the office, nice to chat to the dude there, and then spent a long time nailing the solo show. And boy I have...it's not the show I wanted it to be (I wanted it to be a jolly, laugh a lot, festive family romp) but it's turned into something rather marvellous (a frantic, messy, stressful hour with too many costume changes and lots characters, even though it's a solo show). If I nail this, it'll be the best thing I've done. If I don't, it'll be horrible.
Movie première tomorrow. People are still too excited.
Wednesday, 18 November 2015
Wednesday 18th November 2015
People I got angry with today:
Hunts District Council: for sending me a 'second reminder' for a printing bill, even though I'd not got the original invoice or the first 'reminder'. I paid the bill straight away, of course, before emailing them asking why they still do everything by post when it's 2015.
Bloke in Waitrose car park: who thought I cut him up, and he seemed quite angry. I was annoyed because I had my mother (and dog) in the car with me and didn't appreciate this, so wound down my window and told him to "shhhh." Which he did, luckily.
Anyone else? Richards is in the mood for a tussle.
Not been a bad day, though, really. Radio interview about the film in the morning was pretty good; quite long, relaxed, I was in full control of it.
Dad is weary and not really himself but hanging in there, and helped Mum with shopping and other good son duties.
Went to watch '50 Ways...' in the cinema being tested and much to my relief it doesn't look shit. I'm happy enough.
Hunts District Council: for sending me a 'second reminder' for a printing bill, even though I'd not got the original invoice or the first 'reminder'. I paid the bill straight away, of course, before emailing them asking why they still do everything by post when it's 2015.
Bloke in Waitrose car park: who thought I cut him up, and he seemed quite angry. I was annoyed because I had my mother (and dog) in the car with me and didn't appreciate this, so wound down my window and told him to "shhhh." Which he did, luckily.
Anyone else? Richards is in the mood for a tussle.
Not been a bad day, though, really. Radio interview about the film in the morning was pretty good; quite long, relaxed, I was in full control of it.
Dad is weary and not really himself but hanging in there, and helped Mum with shopping and other good son duties.
Went to watch '50 Ways...' in the cinema being tested and much to my relief it doesn't look shit. I'm happy enough.
Tuesday, 17 November 2015
Tuesday 17th November 2015
Having lost Katie, leading actress for the musical, the other day due to travel issues, I managed to replace her with the equally brilliant Pip today, who has a decent CV. It's all cutting it a bit fine, isn't it? Although not anywhere near as fine as my solo Christmas show, which has it's first preview next week around Izzy's house.
Did a few hours in the office, got stroppy with a client, that sort of thing. Managed to confirm some more bits for the '10 gigs in 1 day' event, that's nearly sorted.
Really need to hear those Christmas singles we recorded soon, and get them released.
Dad's struggling a bit.
Evening played a covers gig with G+V to absolutely nobody whatsoever. It's fine - I mean, it's dosh, but nobody at all, apart from the barmaid, who was pretty but disinterested. Posted on Facebook afterwards that we'd had the best gig ever, just to test the power of social media.
Got back and did some more work on the Christmas show. It's gone a bit dark. That was never the intention.
Did a few hours in the office, got stroppy with a client, that sort of thing. Managed to confirm some more bits for the '10 gigs in 1 day' event, that's nearly sorted.
Really need to hear those Christmas singles we recorded soon, and get them released.
Dad's struggling a bit.
Evening played a covers gig with G+V to absolutely nobody whatsoever. It's fine - I mean, it's dosh, but nobody at all, apart from the barmaid, who was pretty but disinterested. Posted on Facebook afterwards that we'd had the best gig ever, just to test the power of social media.
Got back and did some more work on the Christmas show. It's gone a bit dark. That was never the intention.
Monday, 16 November 2015
Monday 16th November 2015
Did a few hours in the office, which was a good excuse for me to moan about everything. The other guy in the office has just stared going to the gym, so he wanted to moan too.
With the cinema not getting back to my final email, I just walked down there and stormed in, attempting to make a scene...of course it wasn't like that, it was all very friendly, they were apologetic, I was too (I've done nothing wrong but that's just what I do) and we sorted out the comps issue...in short they told me everything I wanted to hear. I felt pretty good about that. The main concern is that it now will probably have to move back to screen 1 - which is huge, due to the ticket demand. I don't want this to happen. It was made on my phone. It can't work on a screen that big. There's just a few tickets left for screen 2, when they go, it gets moved up to the bigger screen. I'm actually considering asking people not to come. What a bizarre situation.
Was the MC for a charity comedy show tonight; big billing of proper comedians. In my mate Jack's words: "I've never seen you connect with an audience so badly." He was quick to point out after that it wasn't my fault - I did my thing, I did it well, they just weren't going to like me. Not in aggressive, Colchester sort of way, but just in a 'we don't find him funny' way. I opened the whole show with a Katy Perry song (vocal and cajon version) which didn't work at all, my joke about fire escapes rescued it for a bit, but then even my trademark, fall-back piece, 'Grace' died on it's arse. And the tricky thing about being the MC? When the audience don't like you, they have to sit through you six different times. Tough show, but for a good cause.
With the cinema not getting back to my final email, I just walked down there and stormed in, attempting to make a scene...of course it wasn't like that, it was all very friendly, they were apologetic, I was too (I've done nothing wrong but that's just what I do) and we sorted out the comps issue...in short they told me everything I wanted to hear. I felt pretty good about that. The main concern is that it now will probably have to move back to screen 1 - which is huge, due to the ticket demand. I don't want this to happen. It was made on my phone. It can't work on a screen that big. There's just a few tickets left for screen 2, when they go, it gets moved up to the bigger screen. I'm actually considering asking people not to come. What a bizarre situation.
Was the MC for a charity comedy show tonight; big billing of proper comedians. In my mate Jack's words: "I've never seen you connect with an audience so badly." He was quick to point out after that it wasn't my fault - I did my thing, I did it well, they just weren't going to like me. Not in aggressive, Colchester sort of way, but just in a 'we don't find him funny' way. I opened the whole show with a Katy Perry song (vocal and cajon version) which didn't work at all, my joke about fire escapes rescued it for a bit, but then even my trademark, fall-back piece, 'Grace' died on it's arse. And the tricky thing about being the MC? When the audience don't like you, they have to sit through you six different times. Tough show, but for a good cause.
Sunday, 15 November 2015
Sunday 15th November 2015
After a tiring few weeks, this was my first day off in a while. Didn't set my alarm, just slept. Last night when I got in I was in a strange mood...I was buzzing from the gig, I enjoyed my deep chat with Vix on the way back about the band, my dad, the film and all that, I wasn't really ready to sleep, so found myself having a bath at 3am with a beer. I am actually rock n roll, I think.
Woke up at 2pm. Blimey. That's a first. I probably needed it.
Spent the whole day writing - just solidly (with the odd interruption from my housemate, in the politest of ways because Edd is the nicest person in the world). Christmas show is pretty much there, it's a bit dark, it's not as joke-based as I wanted, but structurally it's great.
Next week it's the première. How the fuck am I going to get away with this? I'm going to the cinema tomorrow morning to kick off.
Woke up at 2pm. Blimey. That's a first. I probably needed it.
Spent the whole day writing - just solidly (with the odd interruption from my housemate, in the politest of ways because Edd is the nicest person in the world). Christmas show is pretty much there, it's a bit dark, it's not as joke-based as I wanted, but structurally it's great.
Next week it's the première. How the fuck am I going to get away with this? I'm going to the cinema tomorrow morning to kick off.
Saturday 14th November 2015
The cracks in FH were starting to show last night.
Meanwhile, I was up super early to be in the studio for 9am with Andy, Edd, Ali, Trev and Geoff, to record 2 Christmas singles. Both will raise money for MacMillan, who have been amazing to Dad, and both songs are from the musical, which hopefully will help ticket sales for that.
Worked really hard - 5 and a half hours later and both singles were done, thanks to the tenacity of all involved to get these recorded in good time without sacrificing the quality of the musicianship. They both sound great; quirky, festive, tick all the boxes.
Then dashed up to meet the rest of FH, and then over to somewhere quite near Stratford upon Avon for the biggest gig of our career. A showcase gig, in front of lots of big festivals...the sort of gig that can make 2016 very good for us. A showcase we've been tying to get for years, but finally got. Travelled with V to this one and spoke to her solid for the whole 3 hours, trying to work out what was upsetting her last night and it's all rather simple; we're working hard as a band, we're so close to actually achieving something brilliant here but haven't done yet, we're all knackered. Words are said sometimes that shouldn't be, but we all do it but are fighting for the same thing...the recognition we think this band deserves. I enjoyed our chat. Got there in good time, early soundcheck, and then 4 hours sat in a dressing room going slightly mad. Food was nice, though. Eventually got on stage for our 5-song showcase, with a full house and cameras in our faces, a tough gig but we absolutely stormed it. Set: Fine Life, Shut Up & Dance, Standing Next to Me, Ghost Town, Beautiful You.
The drive home with V was a lot easier. You can just feel the relief; it was a big night and we completely and utterly got it right.
Back by 3am, knackered beyond belief.
Meanwhile, I was up super early to be in the studio for 9am with Andy, Edd, Ali, Trev and Geoff, to record 2 Christmas singles. Both will raise money for MacMillan, who have been amazing to Dad, and both songs are from the musical, which hopefully will help ticket sales for that.
Worked really hard - 5 and a half hours later and both singles were done, thanks to the tenacity of all involved to get these recorded in good time without sacrificing the quality of the musicianship. They both sound great; quirky, festive, tick all the boxes.
Then dashed up to meet the rest of FH, and then over to somewhere quite near Stratford upon Avon for the biggest gig of our career. A showcase gig, in front of lots of big festivals...the sort of gig that can make 2016 very good for us. A showcase we've been tying to get for years, but finally got. Travelled with V to this one and spoke to her solid for the whole 3 hours, trying to work out what was upsetting her last night and it's all rather simple; we're working hard as a band, we're so close to actually achieving something brilliant here but haven't done yet, we're all knackered. Words are said sometimes that shouldn't be, but we all do it but are fighting for the same thing...the recognition we think this band deserves. I enjoyed our chat. Got there in good time, early soundcheck, and then 4 hours sat in a dressing room going slightly mad. Food was nice, though. Eventually got on stage for our 5-song showcase, with a full house and cameras in our faces, a tough gig but we absolutely stormed it. Set: Fine Life, Shut Up & Dance, Standing Next to Me, Ghost Town, Beautiful You.
The drive home with V was a lot easier. You can just feel the relief; it was a big night and we completely and utterly got it right.
Back by 3am, knackered beyond belief.
Friday 13th November 2015
Still nothing back from the cinema. Seriously.
Spent the day feeling agitated. Did some writing, none of it will go anywhere.
Evening gig in Essex with the band. Great venue, great sound, 2 support acts we know well. A lot of waiting around, quite a lot of tension in the dressing room but I'm not sure why. V cried a bit before the gig, still not sure what the issue was. Performance was okay; sold-out, seated audience, I cocked-up the ending of Take a Ride, but that aside it was 'generic' gig. I think we were expecting more from tonight - lovely town hall, a new audience for us but people who were aware of our music, it should have been spectacular, but was a little flat. Set: Fine Life, Face in the Water, Bluebird, Goodbye Sweet City, Take a Ride, California for a Girl, Standing Next to Me, Ghost Town, Earthquake, Gotta Get a Message to You (cover), Beautiful You; Somebody to Love (encore, cover).
Long drive back, most roads shut. Early start tomorrow. Totally drained.
I drove back by myself so put on Radio 5, they were just breaking the news about the killings in Paris. Unexplainable madness. My problems don't matter; this is horrible.
Spent the day feeling agitated. Did some writing, none of it will go anywhere.
Evening gig in Essex with the band. Great venue, great sound, 2 support acts we know well. A lot of waiting around, quite a lot of tension in the dressing room but I'm not sure why. V cried a bit before the gig, still not sure what the issue was. Performance was okay; sold-out, seated audience, I cocked-up the ending of Take a Ride, but that aside it was 'generic' gig. I think we were expecting more from tonight - lovely town hall, a new audience for us but people who were aware of our music, it should have been spectacular, but was a little flat. Set: Fine Life, Face in the Water, Bluebird, Goodbye Sweet City, Take a Ride, California for a Girl, Standing Next to Me, Ghost Town, Earthquake, Gotta Get a Message to You (cover), Beautiful You; Somebody to Love (encore, cover).
Long drive back, most roads shut. Early start tomorrow. Totally drained.
I drove back by myself so put on Radio 5, they were just breaking the news about the killings in Paris. Unexplainable madness. My problems don't matter; this is horrible.
Thursday 12th November 2015
Hassled the cinema again. Nothing back. Can my guests actually get in? Will they move it back to the bigger screen? Can they convert my file in time?
It's just stress I don't need...can't a man just book up a cinema and put on a film without all this shit? People just don't reply to anything these days.
Edd's taking charge of the '10 gigs' thing for a bit, being logical and all that.
Dad's had a better day.
Did a few hours in the office, flew by nicely enough.
Evening BBC session with the guys - was a pre-record for Saturday, went on a bit and we argued about what songs to play, but it was good, and the interview was polished. So much I need to do (ie; write the Christmas show) but still went for dinner with the band post-show, just because I wanted to - we're mates, it's what we do. Nice evening.
It's just stress I don't need...can't a man just book up a cinema and put on a film without all this shit? People just don't reply to anything these days.
Edd's taking charge of the '10 gigs' thing for a bit, being logical and all that.
Dad's had a better day.
Did a few hours in the office, flew by nicely enough.
Evening BBC session with the guys - was a pre-record for Saturday, went on a bit and we argued about what songs to play, but it was good, and the interview was polished. So much I need to do (ie; write the Christmas show) but still went for dinner with the band post-show, just because I wanted to - we're mates, it's what we do. Nice evening.
Wednesday, 11 November 2015
Wednesday 11th November 2015
Really enjoyed performing last night, actually can't wait to tour the new show. Need to write it first. Got an email from the venue in Wales earlier telling me that tickets are going really, really quickly.
I've decided to release a book of poetry.
Still haven't sorted stuff with the cinema for next week...how can a big organisation be so difficult to communicate with?
Spent the whole day with mum and dad; mostly shopping for mum, and then sitting next to dad not saying too much. They're struggling. We all are.
Evening band rehearsal with Dowsing. I just wasn't really on it tonight, great (new) band, but I just couldn't get in the swing of things. Probably need sleep.
I've decided to release a book of poetry.
Still haven't sorted stuff with the cinema for next week...how can a big organisation be so difficult to communicate with?
Spent the whole day with mum and dad; mostly shopping for mum, and then sitting next to dad not saying too much. They're struggling. We all are.
Evening band rehearsal with Dowsing. I just wasn't really on it tonight, great (new) band, but I just couldn't get in the swing of things. Probably need sleep.
Tuesday, 10 November 2015
Tuesday 10th November 2015
Yeah, she was so nice last night. Really want to see her again. I appreciate I get excited a lot, but this one is a notch or two up.
Everything's a bit stressful, isn't it? I don't think I was great company in the office today, the other guy pointed out how tense I've been acting.
Still haven't written the Christmas show, or the panto. Nice phone meeting with Claire, the musical is in good hands. Well, very enthusiastic hands at least, which is all that matters.
Still haven't sorted out the cinema stuff - comps and all that. Bit worrying. Press article came out about the film, got everyone a bit excited. I'm not excited. I'm a bit worried. It shouldn't have got this far. Seriously; the expectation is so high. People just need to calm the fuck down.
Performed my Inadequate Man show for the final time, in my mate Ollie's pub in Cambridge. Not being arrogant or anything, but I was quite good tonight. The audience were mostly up for it (apart from a table of idiots at the back, but we got rid of them fairly early on), quite enjoyed myself. I've missed this...shouting on stage. I've got too admin-ee the last few weeks.
Everything's a bit stressful, isn't it? I don't think I was great company in the office today, the other guy pointed out how tense I've been acting.
Still haven't written the Christmas show, or the panto. Nice phone meeting with Claire, the musical is in good hands. Well, very enthusiastic hands at least, which is all that matters.
Still haven't sorted out the cinema stuff - comps and all that. Bit worrying. Press article came out about the film, got everyone a bit excited. I'm not excited. I'm a bit worried. It shouldn't have got this far. Seriously; the expectation is so high. People just need to calm the fuck down.
Performed my Inadequate Man show for the final time, in my mate Ollie's pub in Cambridge. Not being arrogant or anything, but I was quite good tonight. The audience were mostly up for it (apart from a table of idiots at the back, but we got rid of them fairly early on), quite enjoyed myself. I've missed this...shouting on stage. I've got too admin-ee the last few weeks.
Monday 9th November 2015
I love the whole idea of '10 gigs in 1 day' but Edd is continually pointing out "we can't physically get to that venue in time" when looking at the schedule. He's got a point, so I'm guessing it's just going to be a long day full of struggles, then?
Still haven't written the solo Christmas show. Claire seems really switched on with the musical, I like working with Claire (only met her once, 5 years ago).
Lost my favourite Christmas CD.
Did a long interview with the local paper about the film. I get the impression he (journo) doesn't like drummers.
Few hours in the office, the other guy gets stressed a lot. I keep calm and get paid for it.
There's a real issue about the premiere next week, mostly regarding how many comps I want to give out. The cinema aren't happy with that. And for some reason it's now on a smaller screen. It's a mess.
Evening - date with a beautiful young lady. Mid-date I panicked because it was going so well and nearly lost the plot, but I think I recovered it. She's lovely, I'd like to see her again. Not entirely sure if that's a mutual feeling.
Sunday, 8 November 2015
Sunday 8th November 2015
Had a missed call tonight during the gig from dad's mobile. Naturally, during the interval I called back, a panicky mess - it was fine, he'd called me by mistake, sat on his phone or something, but it did make me think...one day, quite soon, I will get 'that' call. I hope I'm not too far away.
Slept in a bit today, and then did 3 hours admin; replied to all emails, sent out a press release for the film, and emailed a bunch of venues about the '10 gigs in 1 day' idea that Claudia agreed to last night. Quite excited by it, and it'll raise a lot for charity. Had 7 offers for it already.
That comes after the film premiere, solo tour and musical - all of which need my attention still.
Long afternoon/night with the band, off to a place near Coventry for a photoshoot (excellent) and then gig (a struggle). The gig was a struggle because not only did the soundman refuse to mic up the cajon, he insisted everyone else was really loud. The result? Richards doesn't give a shit for the first half because he can't be heard, and then in the second he hurts his hands by trying to play loud enough. That gig really hurt...it's just not natural, is it, to hit a wooden box for 2 hours solid? In all fairness to my bandmates they shared my frustration - we're a team. Standing ovation, went down a storm, I don't think the audience were aware of our issues tonight. Home by 1.30am.
Slept in a bit today, and then did 3 hours admin; replied to all emails, sent out a press release for the film, and emailed a bunch of venues about the '10 gigs in 1 day' idea that Claudia agreed to last night. Quite excited by it, and it'll raise a lot for charity. Had 7 offers for it already.
That comes after the film premiere, solo tour and musical - all of which need my attention still.
Long afternoon/night with the band, off to a place near Coventry for a photoshoot (excellent) and then gig (a struggle). The gig was a struggle because not only did the soundman refuse to mic up the cajon, he insisted everyone else was really loud. The result? Richards doesn't give a shit for the first half because he can't be heard, and then in the second he hurts his hands by trying to play loud enough. That gig really hurt...it's just not natural, is it, to hit a wooden box for 2 hours solid? In all fairness to my bandmates they shared my frustration - we're a team. Standing ovation, went down a storm, I don't think the audience were aware of our issues tonight. Home by 1.30am.
Saturday, 7 November 2015
Saturday 7th November 2015
Crashed out at Gaf's last night, got woken up this morning by his charming but very loud kids. After breakfast with him and them, I went home with the intention of getting stuff done, but such was my hangover I went back to bed.
Spent 6 hours helping mum and dad today. Dad seems a little more alert today, whilst totally being bedbound and weak. He sat me down and explained that for his funeral he'd like the song 'Father and Son' by Cat Stevens played...that's some flattering statement (as I'm his only son), it'll break me totally, as much as I'm moved by it. Everyone is a bit stressed with this, I was a little relieved I had a gig to go to.
There's a huge comedy gig coming up that I was going to go and watch, rather happy that I've been asked to MC it. If a bit worried, but it's a few weeks off yet.
The gig tonight was a last minute charity thing with Claudia and co. Unconventional venue and small audience, but we were great tonight - so much better than Thursday. But then again I always do play better when I have an ex-girlfriend in the audience. Set: The Love I Give, No Strings, Happy, Envy, Staying In Tonight, Love Cats (cover).
Was planning to head home to rest but ended up catching up with Guilliuame as it's been a while - ended up making plans for a tour of France for next year.
Friday 6th November 2015
Did a few hours in the office, mostly chasing up outstanding invoices from clients - amazingly we got a few of them sorted. Bit like being a debt collector. A really awkward debt collector.
Updated all of my sites to at least give the impression that I'm in control of everything.
Dad was struggling to breathe today, horrible to hear.
Got the go ahead from everyone to release the Christmas single; we'll do it as a charity thing. Now need to find a studio.
Did a little work on the solo Christmas script, but still nowhere near enough.
We all went out for Bunners' 30th. A mostly sophisticated evening of drinking, mostly in a wine bar. We're getting old.
Updated all of my sites to at least give the impression that I'm in control of everything.
Dad was struggling to breathe today, horrible to hear.
Got the go ahead from everyone to release the Christmas single; we'll do it as a charity thing. Now need to find a studio.
Did a little work on the solo Christmas script, but still nowhere near enough.
We all went out for Bunners' 30th. A mostly sophisticated evening of drinking, mostly in a wine bar. We're getting old.
Thursday, 5 November 2015
Thursday 5th November 2015
I'm stood in the hallway, post-gig, chatting to Edd - my landlord and housemate. It's typical post-gig chat (we've both played the same show tonight), and then I play him a song that Trevor sent me for the musical. A song he'd written around my lyrics, a bouncy, lively, pop song. "It's a Christmas hit," Edd tells me, looking scarily excited. Within ten minutes of enthusiastic corridor chat, I've agreed to book a studio, and a backing band, and we'll record it and get it out there in time. It's dangerous living with Edd sometimes...
I'm knackered. On the verge of burnout I think. Still haven't written the solo show. But have confirmed a superb cast for the musical - seriously, we're talking ex-footlights members here and everything, and a really experienced director. I've actually fallen on my feet with this lot. And they all love the script. Not being arrogant, but rightly so - it was a bastard to write, but I'm really proud of it.
Did 7 hours in the office today, including a meeting with a client that suggests although I know nothing at all, I am brilliant at bullshitting. She was so happy with it all. Amazing.
Managed to upload the film to YouTube (took all 7 hours to do that - huge file), set as a private link so I can send it to all the cinemas in the world who want to see it before screening, and also enter it into film competitions.
Tough call home. Just tough.
Evening gig with Claudia in Cambridge was tired, the rest of the band were really on it though which covered me. I was tight enough, but hardly on top-form. Set: The Love I Give, No Strings, Caramel, Glory Box, Happy, Some Days, No Peace in Dreams, Zombie, Are We There Yet, Love Cats. Rule the World (Marcel solo), Pretty Coloured Faces (Marcel solo), Wonderful Song (Marcel solo), Sleeping on the Sidewalk (Claudia solo), Big Bad Handsome Man, Envy, She, Fever, Under the Boardwalk, Hit the Road Jack, Staying in Tonight.
I reckon if I get some sleep, and get some energy drinks inside me, I can be back on top form soon. It's all here for the taking if I just get a grip.
I'm knackered. On the verge of burnout I think. Still haven't written the solo show. But have confirmed a superb cast for the musical - seriously, we're talking ex-footlights members here and everything, and a really experienced director. I've actually fallen on my feet with this lot. And they all love the script. Not being arrogant, but rightly so - it was a bastard to write, but I'm really proud of it.
Did 7 hours in the office today, including a meeting with a client that suggests although I know nothing at all, I am brilliant at bullshitting. She was so happy with it all. Amazing.
Managed to upload the film to YouTube (took all 7 hours to do that - huge file), set as a private link so I can send it to all the cinemas in the world who want to see it before screening, and also enter it into film competitions.
Tough call home. Just tough.
Evening gig with Claudia in Cambridge was tired, the rest of the band were really on it though which covered me. I was tight enough, but hardly on top-form. Set: The Love I Give, No Strings, Caramel, Glory Box, Happy, Some Days, No Peace in Dreams, Zombie, Are We There Yet, Love Cats. Rule the World (Marcel solo), Pretty Coloured Faces (Marcel solo), Wonderful Song (Marcel solo), Sleeping on the Sidewalk (Claudia solo), Big Bad Handsome Man, Envy, She, Fever, Under the Boardwalk, Hit the Road Jack, Staying in Tonight.
I reckon if I get some sleep, and get some energy drinks inside me, I can be back on top form soon. It's all here for the taking if I just get a grip.
Wednesday, 4 November 2015
Wednesday 4th November 2015
Back in the office today after a long day of family stuff yesterday. I don't think any other office would tolerate grumpy, tired, stressed Richards as much as this one does - if anything they are constantly paying me compliments. Worked quite hard today, in a ploddy sort of way.
I've had so many offers for this musical now that I'm actually going to have to turn people down. I've emailed my first choice cast members the script, nobody has replied yet but then again, people just don't, do they?
London gig with the band tonight, we're all a little tired but the spirits were high. Small venue, headline show as part of some festival or something. Great food. Got piri-piri sauce in my eye. We were excellent tonight - fast, sweaty, pulled it out of the bag, plenty of our regular fans there. Home by 1am, not bad at all.
I've had so many offers for this musical now that I'm actually going to have to turn people down. I've emailed my first choice cast members the script, nobody has replied yet but then again, people just don't, do they?
London gig with the band tonight, we're all a little tired but the spirits were high. Small venue, headline show as part of some festival or something. Great food. Got piri-piri sauce in my eye. We were excellent tonight - fast, sweaty, pulled it out of the bag, plenty of our regular fans there. Home by 1am, not bad at all.
Tuesday, 3 November 2015
Tuesday 3rd November 2015
So...how did I manage to lose a second director for the Christmas musical? Well, the thing is, she agreed to direct it last week, but when I asked her this morning if there's anything I can do to help regarding casting it, she said she hadn't had time to even read the script yet. And that she probably doesn't have time to direct it anyway. She's a close friend, but I was a bit rude to her. I shouldn't have been. No, actually, I should have been. I'm glad I was. I don't need this shit, right now.
Anyway, so I'm gonna direct it myself. I haven't got a cast and it opens in five weeks. I don't really have much time because I've got the solo tour, a bunch of band gigs, the film première, a panto, freelance work, 6 adverts and a dying father to get my head around. But it will happen, purely out of childish spite to those who suggest otherwise.
Spent the day with dad. An emotional rollercoaster; he talked fondly of the days he used to spend plodding around the garden, and in the garage, and then he got really upset about his lack of independence. We spoke to the nurse on the phone, when she was told that his left side had gone (from the waste down) she simply paused for a long while and said, "oh dear." I don't like it when nurses do that, but we all know what she meant. It's happening, it's happening quickly, it's awful. And then I read over Dad's shoulder as he sent an email to his (I guess, former) assistant manager, telling her simply that he's still the boss, and that he's just "off sick at the moment." Legend.
It's a bit draining, isn't it? Yet I'm really angry about the musical - people are just rubbish. Izzy's always great, and Emma was awesome at the weekend, but apart from that I struggle to think of anyone I like working on shows with. Got back and put out an appeal on Facebook for actors. My old mate Henry is up for it - so keen. He's never acted in his life but is a lovely bloke, I can see him have good comic timing, and he's so willing to put the hours in, I might just have to risk it.
Now I'm going to drink beer and write the solo show. I've just put on a Christmas playlist and my mood has improved considerably.
Anyway, so I'm gonna direct it myself. I haven't got a cast and it opens in five weeks. I don't really have much time because I've got the solo tour, a bunch of band gigs, the film première, a panto, freelance work, 6 adverts and a dying father to get my head around. But it will happen, purely out of childish spite to those who suggest otherwise.
Spent the day with dad. An emotional rollercoaster; he talked fondly of the days he used to spend plodding around the garden, and in the garage, and then he got really upset about his lack of independence. We spoke to the nurse on the phone, when she was told that his left side had gone (from the waste down) she simply paused for a long while and said, "oh dear." I don't like it when nurses do that, but we all know what she meant. It's happening, it's happening quickly, it's awful. And then I read over Dad's shoulder as he sent an email to his (I guess, former) assistant manager, telling her simply that he's still the boss, and that he's just "off sick at the moment." Legend.
It's a bit draining, isn't it? Yet I'm really angry about the musical - people are just rubbish. Izzy's always great, and Emma was awesome at the weekend, but apart from that I struggle to think of anyone I like working on shows with. Got back and put out an appeal on Facebook for actors. My old mate Henry is up for it - so keen. He's never acted in his life but is a lovely bloke, I can see him have good comic timing, and he's so willing to put the hours in, I might just have to risk it.
Now I'm going to drink beer and write the solo show. I've just put on a Christmas playlist and my mood has improved considerably.
Monday, 2 November 2015
Monday 2nd November 2015
It's November 2nd already; I still need to write the solo Christmas show, I still need to cast the musical, I still need to write and cast the panto. And promote all of these, plus the film as the première is getting dangerously close, and even as I type this I'm getting emails from the US about screening the movie in an another independent cinema over there which should be exciting, yes? But no, it's not, because I am so far behind on everything. But what do I do when I find myself with a spare hour? I start writing a DIFFERENT show, an act, called DrummerSlut, which won't go anywhere, probably, who knows, but I just had to write it all in one go because I've had caffeine and my body keeps doing weird things (today's weirdness: my chest, all of it, is really bright red). Yesterday the whole 'really twitchy left foot' thing came back.
Accepted a nice 2 night run in London for 'Make or Break...' - January performances, venue paying for it all. This is progress.
I'm not sleeping well. Trying to work out how life will be without dad. I mustn't think like this, but just try, somehow, to appreciate these last few times we have together. Heavy shit.
Went into the office for a bit and now that the other guy is back I actually have proper work to do, as a result the day went quickly enough and the work was mildly interesting. Uuugh. A year ago last week I quit the office job, didn't realise I'd be back in one, albeit for freelance stuff where I chose the hours. All of these projects I do should have been making me more money, really.
Listened back to the audio from last night's show that Paul M kindly sent over. We were on cracking form, you know. Paul mentioned that he couldn't tell later on when we were all having drinks if Emma and I were still in character or not, just bouncing off each other. Good signs for a future show, perhaps.
After stressing about Christmas dialogue, and after a typically tough call home, I popped out to watch Izzy completely storm it at a big, really big, comedy night. She's suddenly got a bit good at this. Nice line-up, the host was someone who I saw at the fringe a few years back and thought was the worst act I'd ever seen then, but a few years down the line he seems suddenly to be a proper pro. Just shows, doesn't it?
Accepted a nice 2 night run in London for 'Make or Break...' - January performances, venue paying for it all. This is progress.
I'm not sleeping well. Trying to work out how life will be without dad. I mustn't think like this, but just try, somehow, to appreciate these last few times we have together. Heavy shit.
Went into the office for a bit and now that the other guy is back I actually have proper work to do, as a result the day went quickly enough and the work was mildly interesting. Uuugh. A year ago last week I quit the office job, didn't realise I'd be back in one, albeit for freelance stuff where I chose the hours. All of these projects I do should have been making me more money, really.
Listened back to the audio from last night's show that Paul M kindly sent over. We were on cracking form, you know. Paul mentioned that he couldn't tell later on when we were all having drinks if Emma and I were still in character or not, just bouncing off each other. Good signs for a future show, perhaps.
After stressing about Christmas dialogue, and after a typically tough call home, I popped out to watch Izzy completely storm it at a big, really big, comedy night. She's suddenly got a bit good at this. Nice line-up, the host was someone who I saw at the fringe a few years back and thought was the worst act I'd ever seen then, but a few years down the line he seems suddenly to be a proper pro. Just shows, doesn't it?
Sunday 1st November 2015
Up early to go over the scripts again, correct them, print them, put the soundtrack together.
Met up with Emma for lunch and to go over the scripts at 3pm, we rehearsed a bit, went for a walk, rehearsed a bit more and got the tempo and feel right for the dialogue. Met up with our techies, Paul and Alan at 7, and then let the 'intimate' audience of 10 in at 7.30, and recorded the whole series 'live' in 2 hours before enjoying a little drink after to celebrate. Great recording tonight - lovely audience, scripts felt sharp, we were on cracking form and the results are great. I wrote these four episodes specifically for Emma and her 'young' ways and she was so on it...so much energy, fast dialogue, we had a real Pappy's vibe at times. A few people said after this was the best thing I've written...I agree entirely. It's just so easy when you find that formula. Em is off to the US for many months soon, but we're both very keen to do more when she's back next year, and probably a live show or something.
So, that's all good then. Nice to have a little radio/podcast series done. All my other projects are falling by the wayside, but I can worry about those another day, yeah?
Met up with Emma for lunch and to go over the scripts at 3pm, we rehearsed a bit, went for a walk, rehearsed a bit more and got the tempo and feel right for the dialogue. Met up with our techies, Paul and Alan at 7, and then let the 'intimate' audience of 10 in at 7.30, and recorded the whole series 'live' in 2 hours before enjoying a little drink after to celebrate. Great recording tonight - lovely audience, scripts felt sharp, we were on cracking form and the results are great. I wrote these four episodes specifically for Emma and her 'young' ways and she was so on it...so much energy, fast dialogue, we had a real Pappy's vibe at times. A few people said after this was the best thing I've written...I agree entirely. It's just so easy when you find that formula. Em is off to the US for many months soon, but we're both very keen to do more when she's back next year, and probably a live show or something.
So, that's all good then. Nice to have a little radio/podcast series done. All my other projects are falling by the wayside, but I can worry about those another day, yeah?
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