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Tuesday, August 15

And Later

I did my guitar set at yesterday's show, mainly because I wanted to show my new musical material to my friend and give a good account of myself. The show went well and I stayed long enough to pack my guitar before we sped off to the next thing. I like the busy times.

The next show was unspoken japanese comedy. We raced to the venue but could have taken it at a more leisurely pace as the show was running late. It was worth the wait, though. Cracking stuff. I think that I want to end this Fringe having done a wide range of different things, and at the moment, the Hamlet on a Bouncy Castle looks like the lead show in weirdness. I plan to see that tomorrow.

I ate Subway, which is my official food of the Fringe and then dropped off my guitar at the flat so I could meet some friends for a drink. One drink turned into a few over dinner at a nearby Italian restaurant. I didn't eat. Then there was coffee with the lesbians. Don't ask.

But, for some reason, I had a gig to go to at 1am. I had a long walk, about an hour from North East of the city, to the gig via the flat. Think of the exercise! The gig was late and weird and I screamed out some weird and late stuff. With a sore throat and more beer in me than I'm used to, yet without feeling it had affected me at all, I went to bed, knackered and smelling bad.

Today has been a rollercoaster too. I got up early and went to a sing along musicals show with a man dressed as a nun. It was great family friendly fun. Then flyering. Then a friend's play which ended as my show was starting, so I had to hotfoot across town to arrive in time to go on and close it. I did okay and the guitar was, again, in the flat. Then I rushed across town to see another play, which featured someone I know. The play was well executed but hard to follow.

I am trying to take time out to eat and relax. I'm not feeling at my best and my dodgy chest and throat are not good for musical comedy, the likes of which I'll be performing in an hour or so. So, a relaxed bit of eating occurred. Then I grabbed my drink and headed off to the flat with haste. I plan to change, get the guitar and close a gig. . . Then I'm going to a birthday bash.

It's a busy day. No bouncy castles today though.


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