I'm liking my new solo show so far. Well, it's still really in note form at the moment, but it's got a nice heart to it. I have to be careful though; it feels like the third in a trilogy of my solo shows (awkward, shouty man with a ringbinder and cajon) and a natural closure to that format which I've enjoyed...there's points where I'm referencing the flaws in doing 'yet another show about women and feeling old' and I'm concerned at points it might feel like a bit of an in-joke. Ultimately though it's a show about to-do lists and Burt Bacharach songs. I have a proper good (very scripted) break down at the end, none of this punchline bollocks.
After failing to get my light fixed (garage was shut) I spent a long day in Luton. Luckily, didn't get a chance to see much of Luton as we were in a hotel the whole day. Wedding gig, best friends of Vix, I've met the happy couple a few times (got particularly drunk with Tom, the groom, on New Years' Eve a few years back in Rugby...can't remember too much about the evening but I was deemed enough of a friend to be invited to his stag do). Typical wedding in the sense that the speeches went on for far too long in my opinion - so long in fact that the first dance didn't happen until nearly 11pm! We were on just after, full from the lovely food (who would have thought I'd enjoy lentil soup so much?), drunken party so we did our standard function set and they loved it. Performance a bit bashy I think, but still pretty tight. No idea why Vix's mum kept calling me Alan.
Back by 3am.
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