My last show in Edinburgh was Late n’ live at Gilded Balloon. To be honest I don’t really remember much of it. Took the stage after 2 in the morning and I had quite a few pints leading up to that. My last solo show had only 7 paying guests. By far my lowest number all festival. Seems like it was the same for everybody. Maybe ending it on a saturday is smarter. Anyway, I had a nice little show. Decided to start the show by re-funding everybody’s tickets from my own pocket and buy them a pint so we could just enjoy the show. Together. Probably did at least 20 minutes that wasn’t supposed to be there. But I had fun.
Day after we had the wrap up party at the Stand. I paced myself, knowing I had to get up, but that didn’t matter. When we got home at 3 or so in the morning I just completely broke down. I have never ever cried so hard. I was screaming. For mom and dad… And then I found my own crying hystercally funny so I just started laughing like a mad man. I mean really. I almost scared myself. And then I started crying again. Hard. Which made me laugh. And so it went, for about an hour. Strangest thing in a long time. But apparently it worked. I feel pretty rested and good to go already.
Also got another review, this one from Chortle. In all I can’t be anything but happy with the impact I seem to have made on the fringe. Good reviews by everybody but the Scotsman (who managed to give me 3 stars for a two star review) and a really good turnout (except for the final night) It was tough, but it was so worth it. Cya next year Edinburgh!
Some film clips will be online tomorrow at www.youtube.com/betner2
What we in Sweden call “to walk into the wall”.
Or perhaps drängfylla.
@Emil: Lol.
Kul att du haft framgång utomlands, låt det inte gå dig åt huvudet bara! Nu när du lyckats undvika kändisprogram osv…
Åh, jag vill hellre ha ett youtubeklipp på din ångestattack (eller vad det nu var…)