HeadSpill

I’ve had some interest from the Channel 4 comedy report, who have asked me to come up with a series of short video clips for their website about my ‘Road to Edinburgh’. I’ve also had interest from the Eczema Society, who I got in touch a while back explaining who I am and what I was planning to do.

Meanwhile, back the writing of the show itself, I’ve been re-reading the leaflets the Eczema society provide to deal with and manage eczema, and some of it brought back quite painful memories. Ouch. The toughest part of coming up with material is knowing what to leave in, take out, and above all keep it funny. It’s a tricky line to walk, eczema itself isn’t funny, and the show shouldn’t be piece of public therapy. It should also be accesable to everyone, without shying away from the subject matter. tough remit, but certainly doable. The Next stage really is to get as many previews as I can, to test what works and what doesn’t.

The flyers are done now, they look very classy.

I knew this would slip. What has happened since?. Did my show at the Frog and Bucket, could have been better, did a weekend at the Stand in Glasgow, glorious, compared in Ormskirk, nice, and was a dead body in a film Bron is directing, weird.

Today is comic relief day, and there is a 24 hour gig happening at the Opus lounge in town as I speak. Bron’s comedysportz is on at 6pm, I’m on at 8pm, and then I’m going to get drunk in a good cause till midnight. Hurray.

I’m still concious of my blog turning into some personnel verbwhore session. As I was told recently doing a ‘harold’ in a longform improvisional workshop by a lovely Australian girl “it’s not all about you”. I was talking about big hair.

I like improvised comedy. I like how unpredictable it is, when it’s funny it’s genuinely funny. Of course, It helps if the person doing it is funny to start with. You can teach people good improv skills, you can’t teach ‘em how to be funny.

As you’re pulling stuff out of your head on the fly it can somtimes be the case that you’re channeling you’re own subconcious, as in the conversation about big hair where I almost said that I grew my own hair ‘big’ to compensate for my short stature. God I hope not. Having said that it could be a lot worse when you’re working in a group comprising of your new girlfriend, her ex and a girl you had fling with and still feel guilty about. But then, “it’s not all about me”. Good.