Well, another weekend over with. Which is a shame. Can't say I did alot with it, besides feeling ill and then being partially cured by the new medically recognised marvel that is Holiday on the Buses.
I spent most of Sunday rehearsing for a corporate gig in Leicester on Tuesday evening. So, no work for me Tuesday or Wednesday. I will be conducting the briefest of tours. A whistle stop tour of one venue.
Are we ready? You bet. We will be rocking and rolling in equal measure.
It occurred to me last night that the older I get, the more I find I am comforted by childhood pleasures when I am ill. On The Buses aside, I have enjoyed many a load of old tat that I wouldn't usually give the time of day when I am well. Bearing in mind I have been sick for at least 3 weeks, that is a lot of shit to watch. But, it has been great.
I have also returned to audio comedy to soothe my aching body. Hancock's Half Hour has been a friend to me, as well as Chris Morris' Blue Jam. Whilst they could not be more different if they tried. But, I find them equally enjoyable.
I can't claim that I was there as it happened with Blue Jam. My friend Ruban was the man there, he was always telling me how good it was and he taped it every week. It was only about 6 years ago that I discovered it for myself, when I first moved to Brighton in 2004. It is just so out there and just so weird, but at times it is so funny. The performers make it what it is. Kevin Eldon, Amelia Bullmore, Julia Davies, Mark Heap and David Cann (Keen observers may notice that all bar one made up the cast of the first series of Big Train).
For those of you unfamiliar with the format, I will explain via Wikkipedia :
Format and style
Each episode opened (and closed) with a short spoken introduction (delivered by Morris) describing, in surreal, broken language, various bizarre feelings and situations, set to ambient music interspersed with short clips of other songs.
Common recurring sketches
Doctor (played by David Cann): "The Doctor" is a seemingly "normal" physician working in a standard British medical practice. However, he has a habit of treating his patients in bizarre and often disturbing ways, such as prescribing heroin for a cold, making a man with a headache jump up and down in order to make his penis swing (while mirroring the patient's bewildered jumping himself), blinding himself with an intense light in order to avoid awkward questions and insisting on examining a patient by telephone, even though he is in the same room.
The Monologue Man (played by Chris Morris): Morris's own short stories, often up to 10 minutes in length, were written from the perspective of a lonely and socially inept man. Invariably involving the man's acquaintance 'Susie', but in different capacities each time, Morris paints a picture of insanity with sober and reasonable clarity.
Michael Alexander St. John: A parody of hyperbolic and pun-laden radio presenting, St. John presents items such as the top 10 singles charts and the weekend's gigs.
Monged Sex: Short clips of two lovers making increasingly bizarre erotic requests of one another, such as "shitting your leg off" and "making your come green".
The Interviewer (played by Chris Morris): conducting real interviews with celebrities such as Andrew Morton and Jerry Springer, Morris confuses and mocks his subjects with ambiguous and odd questions.
Mr. Bentham (played by Mark Heap): An extremely awkward man who requires one-to-one consultations with what seems to be his psychologist for the most banal of matters.
Here is a great sketch about a man who wants to commit suicide in a zoo :
MARTINUE: Could I have one ticket, please?
SUZANNE: Eight pounds fifteen.
MARTINUE: Um, the sort that lets me into the cages, please.
SUZANNE: Sorry?
MARTINUE: The sort that lets me into the cages, please.
SUZANNE: There's no such thing.
MARTINUE: I've made an arrangement with the management.
SUZANNE: I haven't heard anything about it.
MARTINUE: They said I could do it for 450 pounds?
SUZANNE: Well, we don't do that.
MARTINUE: They should have left you a note.
SUZANNE: Well, they didn't leave me a note.
MARTINUE: Could you ask them, please?
SUZANNE: I suppose...
MARTINUE: Thank you.
SUZANNE: (dials) Hello, it's main entrance here. Yes, it's Suzanne.
FATHER: Excuse me? Are you going to be a long time?
MOTHER: Stop hogging the kiosk!
MARTINUE: I'm not hogging the kiosk.
MOTHER: Well you are, actually!
MARTINUE: I'm trying to buy a very important ticket.
MOTHER: We've all got important tickets to buy!
MARTINUE: Mine's a special one.
FATHER: Excuse me, can I get past this man, please?
MARTINUE: I have a right to buy my special ticket!
MANAGER: Um, hello sir, can I help?
MARTINUE: And who might you be?
MANAGER: I'm the customer manager; I gather you want a special ticket?
MARTINUE: That's right, I've arranged it with the seniors.
MANAGER: Do you remember a name?
MARTINUE: Er, no, I don't believe in names very much.
MANAGER: I see. And what... what was the arrangement?
MARTINUE: That I can pay a cash sum of 450 pounds and be allowed in any of the cages.
MANAGER: And may I ask why, Mr..?
MARTINUE: Martinue. In so much as I believe in names.
MANAGER: May I ask why, Mr Martinue?
MARTINUE: I want to lie down with a lion and not wake up again. Maybe prostrate myself in the rhino trench.
MOTHER: Jesus..!
SUZANNE: He's trying to get in the cages with the animals...
MANAGER: Well, I'm sorry, sir, I don't think that kind of arrangement is being made.
MARTINUE: I dressed especially for it!
MANAGER: I'm sorry, sir, I think it would be best if you leave.
MARTINUE: I'm not leaving.
MOTHER: Look, I've got my kids here!
FATHER: Yeah, we don't want the children to see you getting all...
MOTHER: It's disgusting!
MARTINUE: It's not disgusting.
MOTHER: It bloody is!
MARTINUE: Leave me alone.
MOTHER: Then don't you... keep upsetting everybody...
MARTINUE: Bloody... bloody people.
MANAGER: All right, sir, I think...
MOTHER: Just leave your sickness at home!
MARTINUE: It's not my sickness.
MOTHER: It bloody is.
MANAGER: Sir...
MARTINUE: It's your sickness.
MANAGER: All right, sir...
MARTINUE: You're the ones that make me want to do it.
FATHER: You need a doctor, mate.
MANAGER: I think you should leave now....
MARTINUE: I've got more money!
MANAGER: Come on, this way, sir... that's it...
MARTINUE: No, I-I'll give you eight thousand pounds!
MANAGER: What?
MARTINUE: Eight thousand pounds!
MANAGER: Eh?
MARTINUE: For you to let me go inside an animal place.
MANAGER: Can I see the money?
MARTINUE: Yes.
MANAGER: Er, in here, please... just come through...
MARTINUE: There it is. All notes. Bloody bastards.
MANAGER: Right. Well, I'll be on my lunch break in ten minutes. You can do what you want. There is a chance you may be rescued; I can't do anything about that, but if you want to, off you go.
MARTINUE: Thanks.
MANAGER: Don't thank me, mate.
MARTINUE: No, you're a bit of a... bloody bastard as well.
MANAGER: Go on.
MARTINUE: But I'm very happy with the way I'm going.
MANAGER: Please, out.
MARTINUE: ...The rhinos.
MANAGER: Outside.
MARTINUE: The rhinos or the lions.
MANAGER: ...What?
MARTINUE: The rhinos are winning today. They shall feel my jam between their toes. Mm.
MANAGER: Goodbye...
MOTHER: Weird sicko!
FATHER: Yeah.
MARTINUE: Bloody bastards.
MOTHER: Oh, just go home!
MARTINUE: Amateur
So, this is my tip for today, if you haven't already, seek out Blue Jam and revel in the surreal, yet hilarious world of Chris Morris and his brilliant cast.
Yes, that is correct interested party. Comment By: Ted, 21 Jan 2010, Rating: 5/5
Surely you got paid for the two days you took as holiday from work, in addition to getting paid for the corporate gig (including travel costs & accomodation, I might add..)?
It sounds very beneficial to me. Comment By: Interested Party, 21 Jan 2010, Rating: 5/5
In a a word. Yes. Comment By: Ted, 20 Jan 2010, Rating: 5/5
Was it financially beneficial to miss 2 days work for 1 corporate gig? Comment By: Trevor Stanton, 20 Jan 2010, Rating: 5/5
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