After the tedious Dixie’s Tupperware Party show on the Fringe last week I had dinner at The Dogs in Hanover Street. Bloody hell, it was brilliant. Lamb Sweetbreads to start with (revoltingly delicious) followed by Slow Cooked Belly of Pork (Yummy).
After that we headed to the pub next door to be greeted by a hippy/goth bloke inviting us to see/join in with his experimental band. So I did. Called the A Band they apparently change their name every time they gig.
Given they had no drum kit I had to opt for my second calling; lead vocals. And so a happy half hour passed by.
A bit like this sort of stuff man.
Ok. I was in the minority. I didn’t fancy this show much in the first place I admit but I didn’t expect it to be quite so lame.
I really hate the way that comedy has overwhelmed the Fringe. And by that I mean it’s more of a Comedy festival than the Comedy Festival.
And if all comedy is this bad I pity the audiences at this year’s festival/fringe.
Why don’t they do something a bit more adventurous and go and see some drama? (There’s still plenty of it hidden away)
It’s just a three minute sketch dragged out to a mind numbing hour (and arse numbing as a matter of fact because the seats at the Wildman Rooms at The Assembly are VERY uncomfortable if you’re any taller than 5’5″).
But what do I know. The audience loved it. Sort of.
Me and Mrs G went to see this highly recommended production yesterday and just managed to squeeze in with the last two seats in the theatre.
Let’s start on a plus note. The visual effects are stunning as is most of the acting, but especially the quite extraordinary Kath Howden. the music and sound add greatly to the experience and my overall take on it was positive. Good but not great I’d say.
The story is interesting and the dialogue is really good but something was missing for me (and I suspect most of the audience because the applause at the end was more grateful and polite than raucous).
It’s about the burning of The Last Witch in Scotland (in Dornach of all places in 1727) and I liked the way the story really centered on this madwoman’s affection for her daughter and her blind belief that she was indeed a witch when in fact she was really just an illusionist (and olden days junkie). The story of the daughter (played beautifully by Hannah Donaldson) was what actually gripped me most because there was just the suggestion that she (not her mother) might indeed be touched by the hand of the devil.
Rona Munro, in her programme notes, told us that there were many ways she could have told the tale (one thought was that the Witch may have had an ancient version of Alzheimers) and although I very much enjoyed the dialogue I just felt it missed a beat somewhere along the way.
Last years NABS winning team; Multiply
This is when my willingness to help folk out comes back to bite me. I have not one but two music quizzes planned in September, both for good causes and both with overlapping audiences so the questions will all have to be different.
Please support one or both of them.
On 3 September I will be doing one for Altzheimers Scotland to raise funds for Pete Mill who is doing a sponsored hike to Machu Pichu to raise money for them. It’s £40 a team and is being kindly hosted by Hudson recruitment in The West End of Edinburgh.
More details here…
On 24 September it is the third annual NABS music Quiz at Newhaven Communications. Previous nights have been a riot and very close fought affairs with Newhaven winning in 2007 and Multiply lifting the trophy in 2008. It’s £100 for a team of four.
Let me know if you’d like to enter either of them as a team OR as an individual (we can match you up into a team).
I don’t have the softest of spots for old Bob and I particularly don’t enjoy his overrated Radio Theme Show; which is kind of dull I think. But I do like his spoken voice and would actually consider buying this. It would drive me mad though as his laconic drawl would be a nightmare on more complicated instructions like…
“At the roundabout take the first exit then take a sharp right followed by a sharp left.”
Having failed to deliver the entire message before you’d reached the first exit he’d be chiming back at you.
“Hey dood, you messed up, but let’s chill out a bit. Let’s go through that again…when you came on the roundabout in the first place man you shoulda hung a left at the first exit…No man you’ve just taken the second exit by mistake. But hey no worries, just find a layby to pullover, take five, chill then revisit the highway by means of a U turn. Head back to the roundabout and take that good old first exit again, which, by now dood, is the fourth exit then take that sharp right and a sharp left. You got that? No? Whatever man. Let’s just cruise!”
She was so energetic…
and we were visited by aliens…