The Avian Cake Trolley (for want of a better title)
“Pray have yourself some Eagle pie, half-baked in the sky and best kept for July. Pray have yourself some Sparrow-hawk quiche, (It is quite deceased) And no modest piece. Pray have yourself some Pu…
This is the most brilliant poem I’ve read in a long time, written by wilderness wordsmith Tom Stokes, aka Practical Handles. Sign up for his wordpress feed, it’s the best decision I’ll make for you all day.
Rehearsal study of La Corbie from @KingsHeadThtr’s #MaryGotChopped
Going through quite a narcissistic phase at the moment. I call it ‘years 12-25’.
New beard, new pen, doodles.
Ballo in Masquera sketches, Metropolitan Opera, 1991. Pavarotti is the only King I would ever recognise.
Just So You’re All Aware That You’re Supposed To Be Disappointed
Due to licensing trouble, Big Arrow Comedy’s bitten the Big Bullet this time around. Bit of a shame given all the fun plans we’d put together but watch this space and we’ll hopefully find another suitcase in another hallway to fill with arrows and giggles. Wing us an email at bigarrowproductions@gmail.com if you’d like to be kept up to date with any future plans for the night, but otherwise I just hope this experience hasn’t been too arrowing (yessssssss).
My first foray into the world of gig organisation in London town is hatching next week with the first outing for Big Arrow Comedy! The line-up is sensational, as evidenced here, and the poster is hopefully eye-catching. They’re popping up all over the area so we’re looking to establish an outpost for inanity and snickering in a land of civility and artisan bakeries.
Here’s a recording that deserves more press. Go-to music man Odinn Hilmarsson’s cover of Aussie rock band God’s song My Pal, which played a crucial part in the scoring and script of the original run of Shed. No time for pretty pictures for a little while because I’m bending back my knuckles over a new play. Deadlines, deadlines, hi-ho, hi-ho.
