Anywhere tends to be more relaxed than London, which is fairly gladiatorial. I'm into damage limitation these days. I did a gig at Jongleurs in Clapham about five years ago and at some point a bunch of polyester psychos came in. It was like playing to the Stretford End. They started football chanting, and I decided that I would go.
There wasn't anything like that in Glastonbury. There, people were so wasted that the front row were just flat on their backs, they had no energy to heckle viciously. Penzance was all very bohemian. There was a cat on stage during the performance who walked off when I said I was going to read poetry, and an injured jackdaw, which had been rescued, in the dressing room.
Rory Motion, the singing vegan, performs at the Edinburgh Festival, The Mad Abbot (Venue 84), Week 1 (031-447 8811)Reuse content