My stomach is basically telling me that the christmas gig will not be a full house, or even a half house at this rate. I checked the ticket sales: 4… shit. After handing out 700 flyers last night surely people would come.
I ask my stomach… “You’re in deep do dos!”
Crumbs… with all the comics sending out tweets as well as FB, there was nothing else to do.
Ticket sales: 7… double shit.
7.30pm Doors open
The comics are all there, happily waiting to come on. Kelly Kingham had even arrived before 7pm and was having the time of his life in the pub upstairs. By 7.50pm there was still only comics in the room. They are all happily chatting about gigs and venues, and those venues organisers who think they are gods and pay peanuts!
Note: Comics do not like peanuts … or Gods, but mostly peanuts
I scan the room… shit still ZERO audience! This could in fact be the worst night so far! We might even better the ‘Great Audience of 12, in June 2014’ (Damn you World Cup! Though it’s my bad for thinking the World Cup and my comedy night were on a par…)
I had to go upstairs and try to drum‐up some interest. The pub upstairs was full, but most people were on their way to a christmas party of some sort, balls.
I managed to convince 4 people to join us… who already had tickets… damn it.
8.25pm time to start
I counted the room. 21 audience members (ok that included the comics, beggars can’t be choosers). Game on.
Iszi Lawrence was MC for this evening and she was off. She made the 21 audience peeps sound more like 26.
I love her style, it’s such a great way of controlling the audience. The audience were instantly engaged and it wasn’t long before it was time for the Opener (Tony Coward) to perform his army of puns and one‐liners.
The ‘Punasaurous’, as he is known, was off banging pun after pun. I’ve never actually managed to write a pun so I was happy to watch it in action.
After a quick break we were back on with two middle acts.
Alisdair Beckett‐King who I saw performing in the Leicester Square Theatre finals. He was’t competing, he had been invited due to coming joint 3rd in the previous years final.
His act is great and really different, discussing the joys of being a Ginger and a Vegan. All very funny and very clever. I will be re‐booking Alasdair in 2015 as the audience loved him.
Kelly Kingham was up next and boy the audience were not ready for what was about to hit them. Kelly has a very unique style, which I personally love. He walked on the stage as if he had just escaped from somewhere and then bang he was off, going into an insane story about his supposedly normal life. Though there was nothing normal about it. The audience loved it and I knew I’d made the right choice sticking him in the middle.
I will be booking Kelly back in, and possibly booking him into one of the larger venues in April once we get going.
It was time for the headliner, Allyson June Smith. A Canadian who is happily cutting some big shapes in the UK, and she had the audience laughing within 3 words! How the hell do these comics do that?
She chatted to us like we were just meeting for a coffee. The timing was great and energy was perfect. I could have listened for hours. It was a great set and all 21 peeps who joined us also said how much they enjoyed the night. Gosh imagine if the room had been packed! That night would have been even more amazeballs.
The standard of the comics was very high and possibly the best line‐up so far in terms of variety at the Underground Comedy Club. It was a great finish to 2014 and we’ll be having a mini break now before it starts all over again in 2015.