Did I mention that I'm an American comedian? I will pause here briefly to feel the love. Now some reflections on being here.
Right off the bat I begin to feel inadequate. I see that they've compared me with Bill Hicks on my poster. Great. Why not include Richard Pryor and George Carlin, too? Then the show starts and my fears vanish. The strangest procession of actors, singers, artists, mimes, clowns, jugglers and stilt-walkers give excerpts from their shows. I am transfixed. What I do learn is that vegetables are popular. Root vegetables in particular. Chopping them, juggling them or simply wearing them on your head - you people love a turnip gag. As far as making you laugh, I've really enjoyed feeling the Scottish hatred as opposed to the London hatred. The people here are more quaint. So I guess 15,347 shows are not enough. More shows, more vegetables - and more love for the septic hillbilly.
Vic Henley (good ol' boy from Alabama) is at the Assembly Rooms, Venue 3, 8.45pm, pounds 9-pounds 10, to 29 AugReuse content