I'm Back Bitches!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Soooooo it’s 7 days today since I walked back into my flat after being away for four and a half months. In some ways it feels like I was away a lot longer, but in others it seems a matter of minutes.
I have to give a massive shout out to my pal Sarah who, the entire time I was away, checked on my flat, took care of my post and paid all kinds of bills for me, and the day before my return stocked up my fridge with all kinds of goodies including a bottle of champagne! Awesome. Friends are your family sometimes.
Towards the end of my trip I was looking forward to coming back to London and I’ve certainly hit the ground running since I landed. A ton of paperwork has been dealt with - including tackling British Gas who keep sending bills implying that my Dad’s ghost is using more gas than he ever did when he was alive - I’ve also begun to sort out the mountain of clothing and crap that’s collected over the 11 years I’ve lived in this flat. The charity shops are rejoicing!
I got my hair cut and coloured,
embarked on numerous other grooming rituals, checked out every one of my favourite clothes shops - H&M seem to have completely lost their way fashion-wise - and somehow amongst all of that I found myself onstage at my favourite London comedy club last night.
A couple of weeks before I came back to London it hit me that I actually did miss performing, and as I hadn’t taken a single booking before I left, decided that I ought to put some feelers out. Now most clubs book up around six-eight months in advance these days (if not further ahead), but I figured there might be the odd gap here and there, so I set about contacting the promoters of clubs I really enjoy playing. The response was really positive, and I began to fill up my diary for the summer.
Last night was the first and as I made my way to Up The Creek I was a bit amazed at how calm I was. I was excited about doing the gig but no fear at all. Strange. Then, as the intro music began I felt my stomach flip right over. I felt nerves the like of which I’d not known for a very long time.
Next thing I knew I was onstage and within 15 seconds it was like I’d never been away - in a good way - I was playing with the crowd, setting the mood and loving being back in the limelight! In the words of the disgraced pedo-pop star Gary Glitter, ‘it’s good to be back’.
I have to give a massive shout out to my pal Sarah who, the entire time I was away, checked on my flat, took care of my post and paid all kinds of bills for me, and the day before my return stocked up my fridge with all kinds of goodies including a bottle of champagne! Awesome. Friends are your family sometimes.
Towards the end of my trip I was looking forward to coming back to London and I’ve certainly hit the ground running since I landed. A ton of paperwork has been dealt with - including tackling British Gas who keep sending bills implying that my Dad’s ghost is using more gas than he ever did when he was alive - I’ve also begun to sort out the mountain of clothing and crap that’s collected over the 11 years I’ve lived in this flat. The charity shops are rejoicing!
I got my hair cut and coloured,
embarked on numerous other grooming rituals, checked out every one of my favourite clothes shops - H&M seem to have completely lost their way fashion-wise - and somehow amongst all of that I found myself onstage at my favourite London comedy club last night.A couple of weeks before I came back to London it hit me that I actually did miss performing, and as I hadn’t taken a single booking before I left, decided that I ought to put some feelers out. Now most clubs book up around six-eight months in advance these days (if not further ahead), but I figured there might be the odd gap here and there, so I set about contacting the promoters of clubs I really enjoy playing. The response was really positive, and I began to fill up my diary for the summer.
Last night was the first and as I made my way to Up The Creek I was a bit amazed at how calm I was. I was excited about doing the gig but no fear at all. Strange. Then, as the intro music began I felt my stomach flip right over. I felt nerves the like of which I’d not known for a very long time.
Next thing I knew I was onstage and within 15 seconds it was like I’d never been away - in a good way - I was playing with the crowd, setting the mood and loving being back in the limelight! In the words of the disgraced pedo-pop star Gary Glitter, ‘it’s good to be back’.
posted by JoJo Smith at Saturday, June 04, 2011
1 Comments:
I think that is great and I wish I could come tonight but alas...Anyway, I will in the next few weeks, so please keep me posted on Central(ish) London Gigs on 'the twitter'...*smiles*....If I had known you were going to be on on last night I would have come!
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