John Denver – Take Me Home, Country Roads
I watched the last episode of Barry last week. If you can watch the series, do so, it’s superb– funny, dark and moving. Great soundtrack too. John Denver’s ‘Leaving On A Jet Plane’ plays over the end credits of the last episode. This led me to listen to ‘Take Me Home, Country Roads’, which I’ve chosen because it has one of those choruses that country songs do so well. Then, the fact that I was listening to John Denver, led me to remember my friend Andy, who many years ago dressed up as John Denver. The photo of which still pleases me.
Plus Support – the (other) improv group I’m part of – begin our Sunday residency at The Nursery Theatre’s The Carousel today. More details here.
Had some great shows with City Impro at the Brighton Fringe.
As mentioned, I spent some of the time handing out flyers dressed in an Edwardian “swimsuit”. If you weren’t lucky enough to spot me, here I am (on the right) suitably attired with another City Impro member, Vasek:
As I pulled on the swimsuit for the first time, I recalled the story told by Patti Smith in Just Kids about her last visit to see Robert Mapplethorpe in hospital before he died:
I stood by his bed and took his hand … Suddenly he looked up and said, ‘Patti, did art get us?’ Perhaps it did but no one could regret that. Only a fool would regret being had by art; or a saint.
We (City Impro) have a show tonight at the Rosemary Branch Theatre. Details here if you want to come along.
Reading: The Incomplete Tim Key, Tim Key
I’m heading to the Brighton Fringe with City Impro this bank holiday weekend. We’re doing two different shows: City Impro By The Sea and Sin City Impro. If you’re in Brighton come along.
You may even get lucky (or, I concede, unlucky) and bump into me handing out the above flyers wearing (weather permitting) an Edwardian swimming costume. Be kind.
Reading: Delayed Gratification, Issue 29
I missed Detectorists (written and directed by Mackenzie Crook) when it was first shown in 2014. The BBC are currently showing the first series again and I’m glad I’ve caught it this time around. It’s a show that doesn’t try for massive laughs; it just goes about its comedy in an understated way. It shares a similar tone and pace with The Trip and, for those who remember it, Sean Lock’s 15 Storeys High. I’m hoping it’ll be like the former rather than the latter when the question of a third series comes up.
I’ve just finished reading volumes III and IV of Tristram Shandy. Towards the end of volume IV there’s a part about Grandmothers:
Forward 256 years, to Series 9 Episode 6 of Jerry Seinfeld’s Comedians in Cars Getting Coffee, Bob Einstein tells a similar joke (around 12m05s).
Isn’t that great. For a joke to be able to survive that long there’s something to be said, I think, about the joke, about comedy, about us, etc. etc.