So, yesterday I went on a big adventure to London. What was I doing? Pah!
What was I doing! ... Seeing The Real Tuesday Weld perform, of course! Fairytales and Monsters down at King's Place. It was a lot of fun, got to hang out with the guys, watch some rehearsals (during which there may or may not have been a small fire incident, we're not sure), there were monsters about the place (including Wage, my little Uglydoll
... Though at one point I went into the green room to find that someone had shoved his hand down under his apron as if he were up to something naughty). There was also running around with monsters, sketching, showing off my drawings, and the handling of a rubber wolf that
really felt like it had organs inside it (an odd taxi ride indeed!).
The gig was very much fun, too. Wage and I enjoyed it immensely. Got to see Marcella & The Forget Me Nots perform, which was a very welcome first... Marcella can wail! (Unfortunately I don't know about her whaling skills) Still, much fun, much of the women in pretty dresses playing wonderful music
.
The Weld were fun, as usual. They have a new member, too! A very pretty lady indeed... The first thing she said to me (unbeknownst to her, she didn't know I was in the dressing room on my own
) was
"IS THERE ANY FUCKING BOOZE IN HERE!?" ... There wasn't, and I laughed as the door slammed on her quest for the night. But she was right, there wasn't enough booze, and she's very much an awesome lady, funny too. If I'd had a bottle of rum on me at the time I would have gladly shared
She asked me if I thought she'd ruined the band for me, of course she hadn't! She was wonderful and added a new element to the performance... Now if only I can persuade Stephen to do a cover of
"The Ghost of Stephen Foster" so that she can play all of that fun violin work...
...
www.youtube.com/watch?v=KJzWGk… (video, love it, I say!).
I finally plucked up the courage to ask Don Brosnan for a hug. Just went right out and said it-
"Can I have a hug?" I asked him, perhaps with the help of a double Havana Club and Cola. I got my hug, indeed I did, and Stephen joined in too. Don hugs very well because his heart is bigger (marginally bigger than a walnut, according to Stephen). Anyway, Don's great too, wish I could have hung out a little more with him, he makes me laugh (and his hair is always on top form!).
When I got to King's Place I gave Stephen an envelope full of My Little Pony versions of Tuesday Weld, Marcella Puppini and David Piper. That was... interesting. I think they were pleased with them all. Marcella made off with her one straight away. Apparently I flattered them all through this little gesture, but sod it, I don't want to make people feel bad. By the end of the night most of The Weld had decided that they liked the Clive Painter pony most of all... and I have no idea why! They were just a bit of fun.
Oh, before I forget (how could I!), I met Glen Duncan. ... Yeah. My favourite author, the guy who wrote
"I, Lucifer" and several other books that I love. I gave him this-
kurashi.deviantart.com/art/Lup… as well as a few other trinkets (including a figure of that painting that I need to ask for a picture of). Anyway, he liked the painting (panic over!), as well as the other stuff. I shook his hand, managed a few words that made vague sense (I'm still surprised I managed that, I was expecting garbled nonsense and embarrassed laughter), and got told that there's going to be another book out next year.
What can I say other than that about my first time going back to London in over a year? (for shame, self!) I loved it and
I want to go baaa-aack! I miss London.
*ahem* It was fun observing the epic quest for booze after the gig, and the strange conversations, lots of giggling, a bit of yelling, stealing of someone's pasta with mystery meat, pretty women in pretty dresses, spying on Stephen singing on stage (not me!)... Lots of fun.
... By the way, this is all probably
meaningless if you don't know who The Real Tuesday Weld are. And if that's the case, shame on you! Go look them up now!!