A local act had asked me if I could get him the chance to come and watch the gig, and a lift to it. As it happened, this was graduated into a spot for him, and I videoed both of our performances. I'm glad I recorded them. For him, he got a useful bit of feedback on how his performance went - from his own observation of his own performance. For me, I got a record of what the hell transpired from the moment I took to the stage until I left, about to burst into giggles, some 28 minutes later.
I'll be honest, I've been more focused and a lot less weird at gigs. This gig set me off into sillysville. The first 3 minutes involved me not really starting as much as just talking crap. Then I got into my stuff and found myself easily distracted, the audience providing much inspiration for any sort of distraction I might follow.
As the set progressed, I continued this nonsense, spliced with material, even treating a fridge as a heckler. To be honest, it would have been funnier if I hadn't have been clearly impressed with how funny I was finding myself. What a prat!
I had a really really good time at this gig. I got to see the headliner, too, who is a great comedian and showed me how some of the stuff I was snickering my way through could be done properly. Bizarrely, though, the gig was called to a halt by a security man who just threw us all out. Before I got to chat up the really hot girls... students, though - it would never work.
A great start to what will be a tricky week.