Slight lie-in for the first time in a while was an option, but I had to get up and crack on with writing/printing the lyrics for tonight's show. And cleaning the kitchen, because I'm domesticated these days.
Santa shift was quiet, basically Becky (the elf, now the manager even if she didn't want to be but everyone else has left) (becoming a good mate) and I chatting about why she isn't actually posh, even if she sounds it. That killed at least an hour. Only 2 kids came in, both of them cried.
Dashed back, dumped car and then got a train to Cambridge, and then to London, for the festive special of HOP. I don't know what I feel about tonight - it felt like a special occasion; we were the opening show of a huge festive season in that new venue (which features many famous comedians over the next few weeks) but our hands were tied because the venue said it couldn't be a Christmas show as such, because there's another show at the same festival which is a bit similar, but a festive special of the one we did there last month which they enjoyed. Ultimately, the format lost it's urgency when I kept trying to drip-feed in Christmas tunes to an existing show which works well as it does. I couldn't see the audience because the stage lights were so bright, and the first person I picked on, randomly, and dragged onstage, ended up being an amazing singer who totally stole the show and pissed off my own singers. I never felt like I had a connection with the audience tonight, it was a big crowd and from the stage I couldn't get 'in' to them as such, as much as I like to.
It all meant the show felt uneven, somehow, and I couldn't do my 'panicky we're about to run out of time so keep things moving' thing, which is a key part of the energy in the show, because we were given a longer slot.
Had beers with Dan and Mel to discuss it afterwards and they did their best to perk me up...I'm fine, it's just this show rarely fails me, but it wasn't as good as it could have been tonight.
The venue manager/producer loved it and we pretty much sold out a West End venue, so shouldn't grumble, really. I think I'm just tired.
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