2nd January
I thought I'd give the layout of the blog a bit of an update. It was previously white text on a completely black background (in part because I couldn't be arsed to change it). Whilst appropriate for most of the content, it was starting to look rather funereal. The backdrop is now a photo of me at last year's Slam Dunk festival wearing a hat I found on the floor, displaying a weary countenance. I despise most photos of myself but deemed that appropriate for use here.
I watched Billy Connolly's new DVD, "High Horse" with my father last night. I had briefly floated the idea of going to see him live earlier in the year. My Dad was reticient to do so, concerned about the impact of Connolly's well publicised health issues. He's noticeably more frail in the recording obviously and he's lost his physicality, spending almost the entire 90 minutes on the same spot. But his delivery remains assured and there are several stand out moments as good as anything I've seen in stand-up of late. Not least when he confronts his medical problems head on, in typically blunt and vulgar fashion.
It was worth a fiver from HMV for the line "Every time you smoke a cigarette, God takes an hour off your life and gives it to Keith Richards" alone. Before another of his famous shaggy dog stories, Connolly tells the audience that it's a second hand tale and that "They swore it was true and if I tell it right, you'll swear it was too" which rather nicely sums up The Big Yin's enduring appeal. If High Horse proves to be Connolly's swan song, then it's a fine note to go out on.
I watched Billy Connolly's new DVD, "High Horse" with my father last night. I had briefly floated the idea of going to see him live earlier in the year. My Dad was reticient to do so, concerned about the impact of Connolly's well publicised health issues. He's noticeably more frail in the recording obviously and he's lost his physicality, spending almost the entire 90 minutes on the same spot. But his delivery remains assured and there are several stand out moments as good as anything I've seen in stand-up of late. Not least when he confronts his medical problems head on, in typically blunt and vulgar fashion.
It was worth a fiver from HMV for the line "Every time you smoke a cigarette, God takes an hour off your life and gives it to Keith Richards" alone. Before another of his famous shaggy dog stories, Connolly tells the audience that it's a second hand tale and that "They swore it was true and if I tell it right, you'll swear it was too" which rather nicely sums up The Big Yin's enduring appeal. If High Horse proves to be Connolly's swan song, then it's a fine note to go out on.
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