Bunstan McFunkstan

This is Bum Reassurance Therapy
hmmm?

...cause let's face it, it deals with a lot of crap!!!

went very well

Couldn't remember my lines, moral of the story is, don't split up with your girlfriend the night before a gig and sleep on your pals couch. On the other hand I was literally pacing the floor, trying to give off an air of comedicity, while I tried to remeber my lines, and I actually came up with all new stuff, but it was the sense of relief each time I got a laugh, that brought my memory back to life. It's as if the punctuation/pacing of the gig gives you your cues more than the content. Consequently I was mega confident with the crowd.

This probably sounds to anyone reading, like I'm just making myself soun good, but these are all revelations to me.

Anyway, life goes on, was good to see lot's of pals in the crowd, even tho I thought I wasn't my best, they all loved it, the other performers told me I was insane, so I can't be all bad.

So I've decided to hone the stuff I've got and get it perfect, instead of always doing new material. I like decisions. Think I'll make a few more. Also M going to try and put a gig on at the Universal and one of the guys last niht has offered me a bit part in a comedy pilot they're making, so things are definitely looking up baby.

hello.

i am on tonight

i am ON, like a light switch, like a hairclipper, that makes that rattling noise, cause someone switched it ON.

tonight campers, i take to the stage. Tonight I have invited everyone at my work and all my pals, to the gig, so it'll probably be sold out and none of them get in OR, very few turn up except my lot and it ends up being a weird in-jokey thing, that noone laughs at. You understand my dilemma don't you.

I've also invited Dave Stewart from the Comedy Unit, along. So maybe, fingers crossed, everything goes really well. I am probably more nervous than I've ever been for a gig. Mostly cause I've invited all these people. If I fall flat on my face, they will all go home feeling sorry for me, thinking, I knew he was just a sad bastard.

But.

If I'm really funny, well hey... I could get arrested, especially if I wear my outfit and mingle with the punters. You haven't seen my outfit have you. I will make sure I post some photos for you.

For everybody who expressed an interest in my fabulous collection of ties:

All my own Ties...

All my own work...

Situation is this:

I haven't got another gig until 27th March, because of the upcoming festival.

And I can't handle it.

My options are:

1 - get gigs at other venues
2 - create a night of my own.
3 - get representation, and watch the work roll in. :¬)
4 - write for other people.

Or

5 - combination of all of the above.

As I now gather my thoughts at this prospect...so many emotions. Oppression, courage, delight, lust, apathy. Not words you might normally expect to follow on from one another.

So, Jonathan, let's talk about your "barriers to work".

This is Jonathan E from "Rollerball", just before he scores and does his lap of honour, everyone chanting Jonathan Jonathan Jonathan...

You can see where I'm going with this.