I went to an Eddie izzard gig last night. I only found out about it 5 hours before, rocked up and got a seat in the fifth row. How great is London?
It was billed as a work in progress but it was very much progressed, a full 2 hour show minus the make up and heels.
It was mostly all new material delivered at break neck speed much less wittery and rambling than previous works in progress I've seen.
Perhaps it was the tiny theatre or the fact that he was only 15 feet away but it was Eddie at his best. Fuck acting in LA his stand up is awesome (like a billion hotdogs, the dogs bollocks).
The set was about religion, no surprises there, gallopping along on great tangents about girarffs doing charads about tigers, coverting oxes becauses they have such nice big faces, a whole interlude looking up the wikipedia entry for nipple on his iPhone - brilliant stuff. Got a bit waffly towards the end but for a raw late night gig is was fantabulous. I didn't get home till 3 but then that's because tfl thinks that night buses don't need to go to teddington because nobody from there ever goes out. This is mostly true except for me - its either a 50 quid cab or a bonkers 2 hour journey on two buses rambling around the houses in south London.
This is also written on the train on the blackberry so apologies for spelling punctuation and totally lack of pictures- I'll upload my grainy phone ones later innit.
Wednesday, February 06, 2008
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