My weekend was a busy one, I ran an event to open the Wolverhampton literary festival on Friday, it was a huge success. Lots of amazing performers and a wonderful large audience.
I also ran the closing festival, which I ran with a different formula. The idea was to showcase four acts, here is the beginning of the trouble.
The venue was lovely at the art gallery, the crowd arrived, two of the acts turned up and the event started well
The third act was delayed but wait for it. …the fourth act dropped the bomb shell that they couldn’t make it any longer. …I suddenly had an eager audience and a large gap to fill.
There is only so long you can give an audience a break before they decided to give up and go home.
Desperate time needed desperate measures, a young man was in the audience who had come along on Friday, he was keen to perform but I could only give him a tiny slot due to the event being so busy . Along with being a poet he also told me that he was a comedian.
My last act was due to perform gentle comedy. ..how bad could he be? I asked him if he would like to perform, he jumped at the opportunity.
I soon had my answer to how bad could he possibly be. The answer, “Very bad ”
Remember the was a literature festival, and it must be said his poetry was very good but…here is the but, his comedy was totally inappropriate . The young man was just starting out in comedy and the basis of his comedy seamed to just be to shock people with things that should never ever ever ever be said!
My hands went up to my face and just stayed there. …
autumnaldous 