Day Of Rest
I badly needed to decompress today following the events of White Hart Lane on Saturday. Mostly sandwiched a quiet afternoon in watching Super Sunday between work on my Level 2 AAT course. My exam is in 12 days and I've spent the last 2 hours working on practice questions. I've got something like a 60% success rate with the answers currently and I've called it a night. I suppose I didn't really expect to go back into education at this point in my life and I'm struggling with the readjustment at the minute. Up early tomorrow to head into Old Street for more of the same.
I'm also getting back on the stand up comedy horse tomorrow with my first gig of the year at an open mic somewhere further up the Northern Line. In the main, I'm concerned about getting back into the swing of things but my ambition for this year stand up wise (other than to keep performing well) is to try out more new ideas to stop myself from stagnating creatively. On Thursday I'll be at Pulp Comedy at the Duke of Wellington in Dalston with a lot of very good acts including Joel Dommett. Tickets are here.
I mentioned briefly going to see Tree again. The second viewing yesterday morning suggested less complexity than Daniel Kitson's previous works but was no less enjoyable for that. From my vantage point up in the gods at the Old Vic on a restricted view bench, I noticed the stage markings designating the road and the tree stumps around the stage that had eluded me on first viewing. There's also some clever foreshadowing of the show's eventual conclusion. But the joy of this show is in Kitson and Key's repartee and running commentary on eachother's stories. I think it has about a fortnight left to run at this point. GO GO GO.
I'm also getting back on the stand up comedy horse tomorrow with my first gig of the year at an open mic somewhere further up the Northern Line. In the main, I'm concerned about getting back into the swing of things but my ambition for this year stand up wise (other than to keep performing well) is to try out more new ideas to stop myself from stagnating creatively. On Thursday I'll be at Pulp Comedy at the Duke of Wellington in Dalston with a lot of very good acts including Joel Dommett. Tickets are here.
I mentioned briefly going to see Tree again. The second viewing yesterday morning suggested less complexity than Daniel Kitson's previous works but was no less enjoyable for that. From my vantage point up in the gods at the Old Vic on a restricted view bench, I noticed the stage markings designating the road and the tree stumps around the stage that had eluded me on first viewing. There's also some clever foreshadowing of the show's eventual conclusion. But the joy of this show is in Kitson and Key's repartee and running commentary on eachother's stories. I think it has about a fortnight left to run at this point. GO GO GO.
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