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High Llamas
Jun. 10th, 2007 11:19 amA great evening last night, watching The High Llamas at the Louisiana. I'd never heard of them before, but one of the other people on my novel-writing course was going to see them and took me along. I didn't need a lot of convincing, because I normally have a good time at the Louie. Unlike the last time I was there, there was actually a substantial audience, too, which really helped.
Anyway. Won't got on about it too much, because I'm going out for a nice long sunday walk today, and I should get my arse moving fairly soon. Suffice it to say that they were gently splendid. I knew I was in for a good time from the moment I got there, when I was dragged up to the front by Angela, and saw that there was a glockenspiel, a banjo, a classical guitar and a Fender Strat on the stage...
Anyway. Walkies.
Anyway. Won't got on about it too much, because I'm going out for a nice long sunday walk today, and I should get my arse moving fairly soon. Suffice it to say that they were gently splendid. I knew I was in for a good time from the moment I got there, when I was dragged up to the front by Angela, and saw that there was a glockenspiel, a banjo, a classical guitar and a Fender Strat on the stage...
Anyway. Walkies.
Ross Noble
Oct. 4th, 2005 07:57 amWent to see the excellent Ross Noble last night. He was great, especially when poking an orphan, and doing his Road Runner Pope impression, although I wasn't too sure about the whole rectal-parsnip-ejection bit. Bloody funny. Harry nearly died (well, okay, not really) because her inhaler was at the bottom of her handbag and he made her laugh so much she had an asthma attack. Still. Comedy's all about taking risks.
The only thing that let it down were the hecklers, who appeared to entirely consist of those totally out-of-it freakshows who just scream incoherent shite, and then go completely silent when the guy asks them what they said. Which is a real shame, as Ross always copes very well with hecklers -- he can riff on anything, and a good heckle can produce half a show's-worth of comedy routine. Ho hum. Maybe I should practise my heckling and try and get in there myself next time...
Anyway. I didn't set my alarm, so it's now time to dash off for the late ferry, otherwise I'll be forced to use a _bus_, or something equally squalid...
The only thing that let it down were the hecklers, who appeared to entirely consist of those totally out-of-it freakshows who just scream incoherent shite, and then go completely silent when the guy asks them what they said. Which is a real shame, as Ross always copes very well with hecklers -- he can riff on anything, and a good heckle can produce half a show's-worth of comedy routine. Ho hum. Maybe I should practise my heckling and try and get in there myself next time...
Anyway. I didn't set my alarm, so it's now time to dash off for the late ferry, otherwise I'll be forced to use a _bus_, or something equally squalid...
