This is a bit of a’ to do’ and ‘going to do’ list of things for later in the year. I can already feel the cogs of next years festivals turning underneath me, which, means its time to get cracking and squeeze out a brand new hour of gag rich social commentary. Writing new gags is a little bit like sex, you can practice alone in your room all you want but in the end you’ll need an audience to know if your doing it right. So over the next few months I’ll be traipsing around the comedy rooms of Melbourne, Auckland, Christchurch and Adelaide trying some new moves.
Trialing new material can be simultaneously exciting and devastating, one night it can all go brilliantly then the next night you fucking bomb and in the end you still don’t know whether your onto a winner or not. People say that public speaking is one of their number one fears if this is true then most people would prefer death to testing new material. It’s like sticking your hand in that weird tree stump in ‘Flash Gordon’ you could be stung by the creepy green sting monster or you could triumph and become a man. Either way its a simile that doesn’t get used often because of its obviously sexist connotations and total lack of relativity to anything other than the film Flash Gordon.
When it comes to new stuff I usually go to a gig with a plan, the plan is that in the midst of material I know is funny I’ll slip in new stuff with the hope that its going to rock but with the back up system of having some extra material afterwards as a safety net. However what usually happens is I get excited about the new stuff and launch into it at the start without thinking it through. Then I end up halfway through my spot with no way out of the failing shit maelstrom I’ve sprung on myself like some kind of masochistic hate trap. Usually when I do something stupid like this I scramble for something related in a 6 degrees kind of a way, fail then find myself uttering that shitty generic perfunctory line, ‘I’ll leave you with this’. Which is kind of like a comic saying, ‘nearly there’. Its also a very handy line for linking two ideas that have nothing in common when your too fucking lazy to come up with a sentence that could join two different ideas together in a cohesive seamless mélange.
So that said, I’ll leave you on this I have some exciting news! I’m going to be starting a new material night in Melbourne this summer with some of my favorite comics from around Melbourne at one of my favorite clubs, Red Bennies. I’ll also be doing a stack of gigs getting material ready for the next show, which looks like being an absolute cracker. I’ve covered ‘homophobia & sex’ “racism & nationalism’ so I think I’ve fulfilled my quota of difficult subject and am now free to roam a little back into the weird and stupid. But don’t fret thee of the good nature and the left leaning persuasion I’ll not stray too far, there always must be socially responsible rhetoric underpinning the cock jokes.
I’ll also be doing a return performance of ‘Matador’, where? I here you ask well the Melbourne Circus Festival of course. Where else would you expect a fairly dense yet humorous discussion of Australian racism to go, Melbourne Uni? I’ll be doing ‘Matador’ as part of the 1st inaugural Melbourne Circus Festival hosted by my old bastard master NICA on the 1st of October at 11pm. So if you missed my show in Melbourne you can catch it before I relegate it to the back catalogue of ‘door’ based shows. More info can be found on the gigs page.