Laughter in Odd Places
is a wonderful concept. Comedy gigs in random venues. To date I’ve attended gigs in an art gallery, an Oxfam, a park, and last night The Museum of London
. Also key to the LIOP manifesto is ‘you don’t need to be drunk to enjoy this’, and previously I’ve just got spectacularly giddy on funny people and tea.
Last night, however, there was a bar. And a curiousbadger
, provider of wine. Err, whoops?
ANYWAY.We Are Klang
! I still love them too much. The Jew song, plus Memories…. It’s good fun to watch people watching Steve for the former, he does a good job of blushing on cue. Yes. OCD librarian tendencies come out as they use spoons and bowls from an exhibit to do WRONG things with and I’m properly shocked. Errr, and then tidy up afterwards. Along with all the bottles and glasses people have left behind…
Then (more wine oh dear) The Ornate Johnsons
. They have a musical skit on Oliver!
which makes me very happy, although damn, I thought I came up with that idea. Also, an operatic Only Fools & Horses
, which is genius. And Louis Armstrong plus trumpet. Now, you know how much I love trumpets, don’t you? Can you see what’s coming? Er, yes. After they’d finished (restraint!) due to the intervention of a nice man, I got to play a (slightly broken) trumpet in the Museum of London
. DUDE. JOY! Also, despite not touching one for about 10 years or so, I could still play a top G. How ace is my mouth? BRILLIANT. Muscular. Or something. (I’m talking about my embouchure, obv.) Almost remembered a full scale. Too happy for words.
Finally, Simon Munnery
standing on a mosaic. Mostly stuff I’ve seen before, still funny. For some reason I can’t quite remember I shouted out that Italy was better than Spain. Because it was nearer my mum’s house
. My mum, who lives outside of Perpignan
Either way, it was all ace and good and hurrah! Afterwards we followed some people in the general direction of pizza. And more wine. Ooops. And then curiousbadger
and I rampaged around the city singing ill-advised covers of Bonnie Tyler and We Are Klang. Whoops again. Chronic oversleeping this morning. In dire need of carbohydrates.
I’m so sorry for any irritatingness foisted upon y’all! See, I’ve come to realise that generally I’m somewhat giddy, like an excitable puppy, but mostly housetrained. ( Look at this thing! It’s BRILLIANT!!! Let’s do THIS! Canwecanwecanwe??!
) It’s just with the application of alcohol, the excitability levels go through the roof a bit, and so does the volume, and I’m sure I’m unbearable. And a lot less housetrained, ahem. I’m not sure how to moderate myself either. Lately, it feels like I just get more and more excited until I collapse for a few days, recover, then start the cycle again. Don’t worry, I’m not being all emo, just thinking out loud a bit. Hmm.