St David’s Hall has all the aesthetic appeal of a 1980s municipal swimming complex (“complex late brutalism”, according to Building Design magazine), but it’s where I found myself on the evening of April 29th. In a rare display of relevance,
Like Jurassic Park, but with instruments
Simon said “Do you fancy coming to the Deafheaven gig on March 13th?”. Rather than bothering to look up Deafheaven videos or even the Wikipedia page to find out what sort of band they are, I’ve signed up enthusiastically on
The final instalment of Owl Stretching Time
Monty Python. I got to see Monty frigging Python perform, live (almost)*. Twice. Where to begin on a story like this?! At the tender young age of about 10 whilst killing time in the Victorian town of Elmore my brother
The disappointment/poor research intersection
On Saturday night Liz & I went to Hammersmith Apollo to see an appearance by the currently touring film director, actor, comic book enthusiast and self-professed enthusiast of the sound of his own voice – Kevin Smith. What was particularly
We’re back up in Edinburgh this year for the Edinburgh Fringe Festival – this time Marty’s over from Australia, and he’s joined Liz, Billy, Myk, Kat & I in a nice centrally-placed apartment for a week of theatrical excess and
Not the cheapest place in the world to buy beer.
Just quickly, New York proved its awesomeness the other night by turning up an opportunity to go see improvisational maestro Bobby McFerrin play a gig at the Highline Ballroom as part of the Blue Note Jazz Festival with a band he
Comedy Rush: Covering a lot of comedic ground in a very short space of time
60 comedians in 60 minutes sounds like a potentially ridiculous format for a gig, and if you thought that you’d be absolutely right. However somebody cooked the concept up, and there’s clearly plenty of talent keen to get involved because
Hummanana hummanana hummanana hummanana. POODLE! POODLE!
Weird Al Yankovic is a comedy legend. He released his first parody song in 1976, and has been steadily at it ever since. Far from being mainstream, people claim not to know who he is and yet all seem to
You can sleep when… well… you can sleep later, anyway.
One of the most vibrant and fun fixtures on the UK calendar is the Edinburgh Festival and Fringe experience, and this year I was once again lucky enough to have the opportunity to go up there land in my lap.
Whooooooooa, we’re half way there… whooooaa-oooo, living on a prayer! We’ll turn 48 but still have amazing teeth and hair… whooooooa-oooa, etc.
Getting out to London’s former Millennium Dome – now ambiguously named “The O2”, like a selection of other venues around the continent – is always an exercise carried out with a sense of wistful resignation. You know there’s nothing empirically