Sunday, 18 March 2012

I Have An Awful Lot To Say.

It's been quite a while since I last blogged and so much has happened in such a short period of time. I went to a fair few gigs, fell in love with someone who loved me back but I couldn't have, quit my job and I moved back to Perth to live. Blimey. Okay, enough of the personal stuff...

Rich Fulcher: Tiny Acts of Rebellion. Soho Theatre.
With the help of the brilliant Arnab Chanda, Rich Fulcher teaches us how to "stick it to the man" through small tasks that we can use in day-to-day life. Silly grown-ups are my favourite kind of grown-ups.

Max & Ivan are Holmes and Watson. Soho Theatre.
I enjoyed the show just as much as the first time I saw it. I took a colleague along and she giggled the whole way through.

Reggie Watts. Roundhouse.
This was he most bizarre show i've seen from Reggie Watts. He's got all the moves and his voice is incredible. He filled every inch of that iconic venue with his awesomeness.

Sex With A Stranger. Trafalgar Studios.
This is the latest play by the excellent Stefan Golaszewski. I love how real and relatable his work is. Russell Tovey gave an absolutely blinding performance. (I saw the play twice).

Mark Watson: Work in Progress. Soho Theatre.
I got a little worried when I saw the first work in progress in Edinburgh, but there was really no need for concern. I laughed loads and it was great to be in the company of my bestest friends (if you're reading this Anna, Kate, Kerri or Rachel, I MISS YOU!!).

Tim Minchin. Kings Place.
I don't think the opportunity to see a full Minchin show in an intimate theatre will arise again any time soon; I was more than happy with my 3rd row seat. The drums vs. piano bit between Tim and Brad during Darkside was IMMENSE.

A thought.

I feel i'm a bit too old to fall in love for the first time at the age of 26. Oh god.

Thursday, 19 January 2012

The Pajama Men: In The Middle Of No One. Charing Cross Theatre.

It was a chilly Saturday night and after spending the day snuggled under a duvet, it was hard to make the effort to go out but i'm very glad I did. This was my second time seeing this particular show and it was by no means any less funny. I actually didn't realise how much of their material was observational comedy.

Go and see the Pajama Men for yourself if you ever get the chance, they're so much better live; seriously clever and funny guys. Not many people can jump from character to character in quick succession and have the voices, movement and stature of the characters they're embodying so down pat.

A thought.

I haven't seen 2 of my closest friends since well before Christmas. It makes me pretty sad.

Sunday, 15 January 2012

School Night. New Red Lion Theatre.

I'm not very good at becoming a regular at monthly comedy nights, but I do hope to make School Night an exception. Mr. Matt Parker took us for Maths, Mr. Steve Pretty took us for Music, Miss. Helen Arney took us for PSHE (I swear we don't have this in Australian Catholic schools!), Mr. Steve Mould took us for Science, Mr. Humphrey Ker took us for History and our head teacher was Mr. Matthew Crosby.

Highlights included Mr. Crosby's true stories from when he was an actual teacher, Mr. Mould dressing up as a Lego man and Mr. Ker talking about British history from the Battle of Hastings in 1066 right up until the year 2000.

I can't stress how brilliant Humphrey Ker was, clearly battling a nasty cold and not really seeming to know what he was going to say, he managed to make an hour of chat on his favourite subject incredibly funny. Also, his turn of phrase is just the best: "I don't know if you can tell, but I went to quite a posh school. SAY WHAAAAT?!".

A thought.

Having a tuck shop at a comedy gig is a sure-fire way to make it the best comedy gig that ever was.

Ladykillers. Guilgud Theatre.

Take a bow Graham Linehan, Ladykillers is FANTASTIC. Brilliant cast, wonderful set, superb writing. "Old people give me the penises" will keep me giggling forever. Special mention to Peter Capaldi who plays Professor Marcus. Who new gangs, heists and death could be so funny?

For a proper review, look no further than Anna's blog.

A thought.

The people at my work suck at lift etiquette.