I'm just emerging...bleary eyed from the last Laughter-House comedy show. And what a night.
Right from the start it was a fire-cracker of a night...with an audience of 80 who were well up for a laugh..they raised the roof when our Danny Dawes hit the stage....
Danny, as usual was on cracking form. How does he do it? No material and funny as heck. Bouncing off the audience, who think he's the mutt's nuts. And they're right.
So what did Thursday night throw up?
Well, we did spy one solitary lady sneakily opening a Sainsbury's carrier bag and pouring herself a Ribena on the sly..., leading the venue manager to turn a wonderful shade of Italian Tomato...
And then of course there was the Unintelligible Heckler.
Now, there are some unspoken rules about comedy nights...
1.If you are going to heckle, say something intelligent.
2. Don't arrive at a comedy club completely pickled - it makes rule number one a tad difficult to comply with.
And if you haven't managed to comply with Rules 1 & 2 above, there's another. Never ever sit at the front.
Nuff said.
Like I said. What a night!
So...we've got a break now 'cos of the footie, and then we're back on Thursday 15 July with Jim Tavare headlining, so if you want to join the buzzy, intimate atmosphere that is our Laughter-House club come along and see why it's such fun.
Tickets available online http://www.wegottickets.com/event/82635
Tickets available from the Red Lion Hotel in the next three weeks or so....
In the meantime why not follow us on Twitter at Laughterhse or check out our website at www.laughter-house.co.uk
see you soon
Jan
23 May 2010
19 May 2010
Another great act skids to a halt at my door...
I am sitting here with a Very Large Smile on my face...
Why? Cos Laughter-House have just secured a world class headliner for our July 15 show. How the heck have we done that?
Well...it's all because of "Come Dine with Me".
Last year, I applied to be on the Basingstoke Come Dine with Me show, my signature dish being Beans sur du Pain Toaste. I ended up as first reserve. Having had the film crew in my bedroom with their hands in my knickers (I'd like to stress they were on the clothes airer at the time) I was fascinated to watch the actual programme.
It was compelling and filled with larger than life personalities - except for a particularly miserable bint called Sophie who had an abundance of (her boyfriend's) money but rather less in the way of manners.
The competition was won by Spencer Uren, who donated his prize money to Basingstoke Hospital, as his sister had recently been diagnosed with cancer. It was a shock to discover that Spencer himself was subsequently diagnosed with the disease and sadly died shortly after the programme was filmed.
Three weeks ago I performed stand up at a charity gig to raise funds for the hospital...and on the bill was a lovely comedian called Dave Thompson.
Well, we talked a bit of nonsense, I helped him straighten his wig out backstage, and he did the same for me, and our friendship was born.
Dave's an extremely experienced comedian; he's performed with Harry Hill, Ben Elton et al, and appeared in numerous adverts...and can lay claim to once being Tinky Winky, before he was sacked by the BBC for inappropriate interpretation of the character. Grin.
He knows several Very Clever People, and what's more, he knows Jim Tavare.
That's right, Jim Tavare...the three-times Royal Variety Performance Jim Tavare, favourite of Prince Charles, veteran of The Jim Tavare Show on Channel 5....and loads of other stuff too numerous to mention here. But you name it, he has done it.
And he's done it all over the world. Usually with a bass..believe me you'll know him when you see him.
Result? Dave chatted to Jim, and the wonderful Jim is coming to Laughter-House Comedy Club in July. What a coup! And of course I've booked Dave to open the night. I can't wait..I know it's going to be a great night's comedy.
Which sort of brings to mind how I met May's headline act, Cole Parker.
We met a couple of years ago at a particularly dire gig in Exeter. I was performing as Nessie Flange, and was busy changing from my short skirt and high heeled boots into a long frumpy checked skirt, flat shoes and big jacket.
He looked over and said "You looked a lot sexier before you got changed"
I hope so Cole. I sodding well hope so.
Why? Cos Laughter-House have just secured a world class headliner for our July 15 show. How the heck have we done that?
Well...it's all because of "Come Dine with Me".
Last year, I applied to be on the Basingstoke Come Dine with Me show, my signature dish being Beans sur du Pain Toaste. I ended up as first reserve. Having had the film crew in my bedroom with their hands in my knickers (I'd like to stress they were on the clothes airer at the time) I was fascinated to watch the actual programme.
It was compelling and filled with larger than life personalities - except for a particularly miserable bint called Sophie who had an abundance of (her boyfriend's) money but rather less in the way of manners.
The competition was won by Spencer Uren, who donated his prize money to Basingstoke Hospital, as his sister had recently been diagnosed with cancer. It was a shock to discover that Spencer himself was subsequently diagnosed with the disease and sadly died shortly after the programme was filmed.
Three weeks ago I performed stand up at a charity gig to raise funds for the hospital...and on the bill was a lovely comedian called Dave Thompson.
Well, we talked a bit of nonsense, I helped him straighten his wig out backstage, and he did the same for me, and our friendship was born.
Dave's an extremely experienced comedian; he's performed with Harry Hill, Ben Elton et al, and appeared in numerous adverts...and can lay claim to once being Tinky Winky, before he was sacked by the BBC for inappropriate interpretation of the character. Grin.
He knows several Very Clever People, and what's more, he knows Jim Tavare.
That's right, Jim Tavare...the three-times Royal Variety Performance Jim Tavare, favourite of Prince Charles, veteran of The Jim Tavare Show on Channel 5....and loads of other stuff too numerous to mention here. But you name it, he has done it.
And he's done it all over the world. Usually with a bass..believe me you'll know him when you see him.
Result? Dave chatted to Jim, and the wonderful Jim is coming to Laughter-House Comedy Club in July. What a coup! And of course I've booked Dave to open the night. I can't wait..I know it's going to be a great night's comedy.
Which sort of brings to mind how I met May's headline act, Cole Parker.
We met a couple of years ago at a particularly dire gig in Exeter. I was performing as Nessie Flange, and was busy changing from my short skirt and high heeled boots into a long frumpy checked skirt, flat shoes and big jacket.
He looked over and said "You looked a lot sexier before you got changed"
I hope so Cole. I sodding well hope so.
8 May 2010
I once worked in a polling station..grin
It's been a funny week..with hot air everywhere you turn.
I for one am glad election night is over.
I trolled down to the polling station to vote on Thursday night; my card clutched in my mitts.
One of the local councillors was sweating and heaving anxiously by the entrance. Even if I WAS going to vote for him I would have changed my mind at that instant. He didn't look like he'd last a week without keeling over. So little point then.
Many years ago I worked in a polling station for a day, with a daft tart who took all the rules ridiculously seriously; removing a box of drawing pins from the table, as, being in a blue box, they were 'politically influential'.
The most extruciating moment of her reign happened when a lady with a white stick and guide dog came in, supported by a helper. The helper led the lady slowly and carefully to the table, to register, and was duly given her voting slip.
As they both headed towards the booth my colleague trilled "Wait! You can't go in there with her!"
The helper patiently turned around. "She's blind. I am here to help her."
"Well" Mrs OverZealous shuffled her papers importantly "I have to ask her some questions first. Come back here."
Relucantly, and with a meaningful look at a nearby voter, the helper led the lady, plus dog, plus white stick, back to the table.
"Right!" said Mrs OverZealous, peering at the voter. "Question 1. Are you blind?"
I took a look at the voter, in her dark glasses, my gaze travelling down to her stick,and her guide dog waiting patiently by her side, and turned to my companion.
"Are you?" I asked.
I for one am glad election night is over.
I trolled down to the polling station to vote on Thursday night; my card clutched in my mitts.
One of the local councillors was sweating and heaving anxiously by the entrance. Even if I WAS going to vote for him I would have changed my mind at that instant. He didn't look like he'd last a week without keeling over. So little point then.
Many years ago I worked in a polling station for a day, with a daft tart who took all the rules ridiculously seriously; removing a box of drawing pins from the table, as, being in a blue box, they were 'politically influential'.
The most extruciating moment of her reign happened when a lady with a white stick and guide dog came in, supported by a helper. The helper led the lady slowly and carefully to the table, to register, and was duly given her voting slip.
As they both headed towards the booth my colleague trilled "Wait! You can't go in there with her!"
The helper patiently turned around. "She's blind. I am here to help her."
"Well" Mrs OverZealous shuffled her papers importantly "I have to ask her some questions first. Come back here."
Relucantly, and with a meaningful look at a nearby voter, the helper led the lady, plus dog, plus white stick, back to the table.
"Right!" said Mrs OverZealous, peering at the voter. "Question 1. Are you blind?"
I took a look at the voter, in her dark glasses, my gaze travelling down to her stick,and her guide dog waiting patiently by her side, and turned to my companion.
"Are you?" I asked.
3 May 2010
Squirrel Wee Anyone?
So, another Laughter-House Comedy night has come and gone. It’s the little things which make me laugh. Like the way that one comedian looked at me when I said ”I’m doing five minutes, just before you.”
You’d think I’d suggested that he go outside and drink a pint of squirrel wee. He obviously didn’t approve. You could see it in his eyes “Oh no, the promotor’s having a go at performing.”
Thing is, I know my Laughter-House audience. Most of them have been with me right from the off. I’d likely be lynched if I didn’t go on stage. Even if only briefly. They like my naughty verse. They like me talking about my muff. They’re familiar with it. In a manner of speaking.
It was a cracking atmosphere. Our headliner, Brendon Dempsey, was awesome. ”Have a good one” I said to him, just before he took to the stage. “Oh, I always do” he said, smiling. “Not sure about the audience though.”
Don’t believe a word of it. They loved him and his casual Irish charm and clever humour. I think he was better the other night than when I've seen him on the TV. A definite re-book for Mr Dempsey.
So…what next? Well, promotion for the next show I suppose. Thursday 20th May, so I’ll need to go into Basingstoke Town Centre and prat about as a sodding elf again just to raise awareness.
The things you have to do! Still, beats working at Irrational Squid, being bullied for a living.
If you want to come along, we'd love to see you. You can buy your tickets online through our website www.laughter-house.co.uk
You’d think I’d suggested that he go outside and drink a pint of squirrel wee. He obviously didn’t approve. You could see it in his eyes “Oh no, the promotor’s having a go at performing.”
Thing is, I know my Laughter-House audience. Most of them have been with me right from the off. I’d likely be lynched if I didn’t go on stage. Even if only briefly. They like my naughty verse. They like me talking about my muff. They’re familiar with it. In a manner of speaking.
It was a cracking atmosphere. Our headliner, Brendon Dempsey, was awesome. ”Have a good one” I said to him, just before he took to the stage. “Oh, I always do” he said, smiling. “Not sure about the audience though.”
Don’t believe a word of it. They loved him and his casual Irish charm and clever humour. I think he was better the other night than when I've seen him on the TV. A definite re-book for Mr Dempsey.
So…what next? Well, promotion for the next show I suppose. Thursday 20th May, so I’ll need to go into Basingstoke Town Centre and prat about as a sodding elf again just to raise awareness.
The things you have to do! Still, beats working at Irrational Squid, being bullied for a living.
If you want to come along, we'd love to see you. You can buy your tickets online through our website www.laughter-house.co.uk
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