Roadshow Diary Day 1…

So this is the first tour I’ve been on, and I though it might be interesting to write a few words about it while I’m here.

Currently in: Perth 

It’s the WA leg of the Melbourne International Comedy Festival Roadshow.  On this trip are comedians Colin Lane, Tommy Dean, DeAnne Smith and Glen Wool (if you don’t believe me, suck on this:)

As well as our tour manager Gideon and stage manager Stu.  I’m not sure if I’m allowed to call him Stu yet.  His name is Stuart.  You already figured that out?  When did you get so clever?

Anyhoo, here are my first impressions of Perth.

Dogs

Oh my god, this is the first thing I saw when I got off the plane:

In Perth, dogs ride escalators.  Perth is Ace. 

Tiny Milk

I bought some cereal cos the folder in my hotel room said we have complimentary milk.  When I came back and looked in the fridge, this is what I found:

When the spout of the milk carton is bigger than the other bit, that milk isn’t complimentary, it’s insulting.

(Turns out, it was more than enough)

Mortal Angels

We were having a beer and kept seeing heaps of people in black walking around we didn’t know what they were doing.  Were they goths, emos or ninjas?  Considering there was a 1 in 3 they were ninjas, Glen, Stu and I went to investigate.  There was a hardcore band playing down the street, so we though we’d check it out.  As we walked closer, everyone was fully decked out in black and looking huge and angry.  Glen had a beanie and big black overcoat and Stu was dressed similarly.  Here is what I was wearing:

The band was called Mortal Angels and tickets cost $70 bucks.  When Glen said he didn’t want to pay that, my testicles went back into place.  Good thing too, they were starting to hurt my lungs.

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Adelaide Fringe 2009 Ends…

Well that’s it for another year.  One month of shows preceded by 3 months of writing i a panic preceded by 2 months of paperwork preceded by 6 months of stressing about not having nailed down what to actually do a show about.
Which means that it’s now time to start thinking about what to do for next year.
Before we get too far down that path, I just wanted to say a big thank you to everyone who supported me and my shows this year.

Why The Bloody Hell Aren’t Ya?

Huge thanks to Justin Hamilton who, while writing and rehearsing a play (Goodbye Ruby Tuesday at the Melb Comedy Fest – check it out) helped me a lot with the structure and narrative of the show, and made the show much smoother to watch and a joy to perform.
Lizzy, Annabelle & Kylie from the Red Cross for helping me get my facts straight.
Whit for tech stuff as well as reminding me of forgotten lyrics, which he ended up knowing better than me.
Egan, Mick, Kristen, Em, Bowley, Claire, Peta and everyone else at Rhino for their smiles, shoulders, support and cheap drinks/facts.

Sort of the Rings

Mikey.  But reluctantly.
Sha Shee and Andrew for doing grunt work all season.
Tabs, Lee and the Gardeners for making everything run so smooth.
The guy who made the crepes in the garden.
The hot chick at the yiros place who we basically stalked for 2 weeks.

And for both shows, everyone who came, all the Fringe staff and the most tolerant girlfriend ever, what’s-her-face.

And cos you gave me such a wicked Fringe, I’m giving you this one: 

And now we start writing next year’s show…

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