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Dreadful Nonsense

"I've read your blog. it's really funny. you should write a column." - Jon Ronson

Goodness me, it seems that, having been to four gigs in the comedy club in Dublin, I have now seen almost every comedian working in Ireland today. Last night, on a bill of 5 people, I had seen every last one of them perform before. And every last one of them performed better the last time I saw them. To summarise - rubbish.

Not that we were really bothered, standing as we were at the back of the club by the fire exit, talking in loud wobbly whispers about everything they said while paying attention to none of it. I was out again with the Angel-loving "ignorant twat" of previous postings, who I can't keep referring to as that, because it sounds rude and I don't mean to be. At least not today. So from now on, he is known as "the man who knows three Jims" or "3jims" for short.

The standard of comedy in Dublin is really worrying me now, particularly since I've decided to try to leap back on to the wagon that is reviewing comedy shows for money. I'm not sure I would have very many things to say about many of them, and although I do enjoy writing nasty reviews, they might all start threatening to kill me, like what happened in Edinburgh in May 2001. Also, 3jims has introduced me to a lot of the performers, and they all seem nice people.

All this is of course coming from the perspective of someone who had far too much to drink last night and feels delicate and wobbly this morning. I'm trying to drink my lilt like a good girl but all I really want to do is go back to bed.

I'm off to London Village tomorrow. More posts then, both here and here.

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