Collings and Herrin have a sponsor. We've hit the big time!
The Rhythm Festival has agreed to give us five pounds for every ticket it sells from now on. So go and buy your tickets NOW. Unfortunately the money raised will be donated to charity and not come to us, but it's a start. Half the money will go to SCOPE and half to some stupid charity that has been foolish enough to make Collings its patron (although I am rude about it on the podcast, it's
SCOPE obviously). We will of course keep you informed about how much we manage to raise this way and of course, if the right sponsor comes along we are always prepared to make money ourselves, rather than give it away. It would be great to get someone to sponsor us some actual money for the Edinburgh Fringe which might prove expensive for us. Serious money offers only though big business men! But this festival looks pretty cool and isn't run by bread heads and so it's a delight to be helping them and our charities, even if I am sure the children of Northampton would rather go to Disneyland than have music therapy.
Podcast 67 is, I think, a pretty good one. We had loads to talk about, including Collings' continued obsession with the cottaging graffiti at the British Library. I am convinced that people have started writing stuff up there now in the hope of getting on the podcast. In fact, the toilets at the British Library are one of the first places that writers wishing to get their material broadcast now go to. It's an interesting subject though, mainly because it demonstrates both Collings' repression and prurience - he actually blocked up a little spy hole in the loo wall this week. I say if a man wants to watch me shitting then let him look! But Collings is less accommodating and wants his toilet business to stay his own. And also for other people's toilet business to be curtailed. Yet why is he so fascinated? Why?
I don't even remember how we got on to it, but we ended up looking at
Duncan Norvelle's wikipedia page and it amused me that it had a sub-heading for "Catchphrases" which included the one entry, "Chase Me". I not only encouraged people to add some more (which at time of writing, pre-edit, they have done), but also bemoaned the fact that I didn't have any catchphrases on my page. The speed with which
some of have been added is quite remarkable.
Even Collings has been given some. Most of them are funny. Well done.
I love the way these things spiral. Of course then they go too far and everything is ruined. But it's fun while everyone is doing it in the right spirit.
We've hit a nice run of form on the podcasts I think. It will be interesting to see how we do in Edinburgh for five days in a row. Book your tickets or just stay at home and listen to it on your computer. It's going to be "Nyummy". Or at least surprisingly adequate. But that's another story (and maybe the title of my 2010 show - seems to sum up my career as much as anything else!)
I cycled a total of nine miles to my gig and back tonight, like some kind of a Dave Gorman. Hopefully such actions (on top of having been to they gym today) will help me return to fitness. When I got home I was surprised to see a massive slug on my kitchen floor. I don't know how he got there. All the doors were closed and I couldn't find a tell-tale trail of slime. Perhaps he somehow hitched a ride in on my shoe. I hope he is just a lone pioneer. Off to Belgium for the weekend - hoping not to return to a kitchen full of the buggers.
