Friday, 26 April 2013

Your Mother is a Hamster!

Well she might be, she might not. I am, of course, quoting from the wonderful, wonderful film: Monty Python and The Holy Grail, shown last night at firstsite as part of Colchester Comedy Festival.

We were ALL there: James, Aggie, Simon, Holly and that other one… I forget his name… Santa? (He is a very naughty boy)

Anyway we all had a jolly good laugh and then we were going to head on over to 15 Queen Street but it seemed like they were all having far too much fun so we went and sat in the corner of the pub drinking lime and soda’s.

We spent some time discussing how we were unable to have a meeting to discuss our comedy slot at the Hythe Festival because it is impossible for all of us to ever be together at once and then someone clever pointed out that we were all together now. So we had a bit of a meeting about what we are going to do to fill up the hour.

Our meeting was rudely interrupted when Mr Wigan demanded he tell us his sponge related story at which point Santa said he wanted us all to play poker and Simon admitted that his favourite film of all time was probably ‘Spaceballs’ despite never having seen it.

Although James tried his hardest to prevent the evening ending (his last ditch attempt was to yell at Simon ‘Are we wearing the same shirt?’ they weren’t) we eventually managed to crawl home just after midnight.

None the wiser as to how we are going to fill an hour at the Hythe Festival, but happier for having seen some Python.

Friday, 5 April 2013

Podcast Extravaganza Mk II

Belated podcast tidings to you all.

We apologise for all our avid listeners who have, quite simply, been frozen in their chairs, malnourished and frothing at the mouth since their latest listen of the Colchester Comedy Workshop Podcast Volume II, simply rocking backwards and forwards chanting “But who wrote the one about the breasts?  I MUST KNOW!” 

Panic no further.  Dust yourself off and please get on with your lives.  All is right with the world.

Or why not have another listen?  Go on…

Writing Credits:

    Shakespeare & Marlowe – Agnes Henson, Stuart Gardener & Norman Cleacher
    Bad Doctor – Simon Goodway
    “The World of Modal Roberts” Introduction – Stuart Gardener
    The World of Modal Roberts Parts 4/5/6 – Modal Roberts
    The Mousetrap – Simon Goodway
    Peter Scott’s Sport World (featuring Arsene Wenger) II – Norman Cleacher
    ARC – Lee Ashcroft
    Dr Yorick McCarthy’s Sci-Fi Book Club II – Norman Cleacher
    Blind Date – Stuart Gardener & Agnes Henson

Noah (Lee) and God (Tess)
 Aryn in his role as Consultant Editor

Thursday, 4 April 2013

Fresh Meat

There were some new people at the Comedy Workshop this week.

New people are great! We need more people if we're going to take over the world and destroy all life, which is the ultimate goal of the Colchester Comedy Workshop. So naturally we wanted to make a good impression.

Things started pretty well, with some improv games to warm us up. But then the building decided to join in and improvised 'being on fire'. It wasn't really on fire, but that didn't stop the fire alarm going WAH WAH WAH WAH WAH WAH WAH for an annoyingly long time. At first it was entertaining watching James run around the building like a headless chicken trying to work out how to stop it, but after a while the noise got too much for us and we decided to wait outside in the cold.

Eventually the alarm cut out and we resumed our silly games, but only for a few minutes before exactly the same thing happened again. This time Stuart employed his considerable charm to persuade the nice people at Firstsite to give us a meeting room, and so we were able to continue in a relatively WAH WAH WAH free environment.

So far, not the best first impression for our newcomers. But that would certainly change when we started looking at some hilarious sketches!

I'd brought along a sketch I wanted the group to try out. I was keen to get some feedback because it's a sketch about a horrible racial stereotype, and if I'd not pitched the tone correctly there was a danger that it might come across as though the sketch itself was being racist, which I was quite keen to avoid. I got some useful feedback, which is great, but on the down side, our newcomers may have been left with the impression that I'm a massive racist.

Then we tried out a sketch by Phil. I don't even know how to begin to describe it. I can only say that I had no idea what was happening, and that it made me question my sanity, the nature of reality, and the purpose of existence. Goodness knows what our newcomers made of it.

I hope they come again next time. To be honest, it seems unlikely.

Sunday, 17 March 2013

Another Month, Another Podcast Recording

A mere month after the first Colchester Comedy Workshop Podcast Extravaganza was thrust unasked for upon a bemused and mildly horrified world, we all got together to make another one! And by 'all' I mean those of us who didn't decide they'd prefer to go to Watford, or be ill in bed, or come along and knock on the door and then go home simply because no one let them in.

The rest of us - the plucky few who successfully entered Stuart's lovely house, its rug shaved with a Lady Shaver especially - recorded some sketches of such hilarity and genius that you won't be able to believe they weren't written by Cannon and Ball. Stuart cleverly stretched a stocking over a coat hanger and mounted it over the microphone, allegedly for superior sound quality, but taken in conjunction with the rug/Lady Shaver incident it seems clear that he simply has a fetish for feminising household objects. Also I caught him putting a bra on a Henry hoover.

Then there was pizza, and then we went to a pub quiz, which we would have won had James not overestimated the number of calories in a pint of Guinness by an astonishing factor of four. This may be why James doesn't have a successful career as a dietician.

And now all you lucky people have to do is wait a few days and then you'll be able to hear the podcast! It'll be great!

Wednesday, 6 March 2013

It's All About Improv

I admit it; the title's misleading. But only a little bit.

Following on from Holly's previous post, I wanted to post something that addresses some of the things one should think about when improvising. From my own experience, improvisation is something a huge amount of joy can be derived from - plucking a situation from mid-air and going with it and see whether it works. A good deal of the time, it won't. But that's the risk you run.

Firstly I wanted to address group improvisation, which is something we start the Workshop meetings with. One of the keys to any sort of success with this is to make sure you're totally comfortable with the people you're working with, and there's no easier way of doing this than stripping back social niceties and norms and just let yourself be loose. Playing simple warm-up games like stretching out, pointing at someone then saying your own name, walking around uttering nonsense like "mushrooms are not a fruit" and "bananas" are a great way to form some sort of bond with others, mainly because you're all in the same situation.

That's when you can go into improv proper. There's a great deal of different improvisation games you can play, a list of which can be found here: http://improvencyclopedia.org/games/index.html - a popular one being Freeze. A lot of the time this will involve two people, trying to let situations play out in as amusing a way as possible, often reaching absurd levels. As the name of the game might suggest, someone can jump in at any time they see fit and so the scene changes. Sounds easy, right? Not always. There are some important rules to follow when improvising with others, put best by Tina Fey, better known to many as Liz Lemon from 30 Rock (the first four seasons of which I would highly recommend) and a member of the Second City Improv Group, in her book Bossypants - http://mycareertopia.com/tina-feys-rules-for-improv-and-the-workplace/. Follow at least some of these rules and there's a recipe for, well, some success.

Which leads me onto solo improv. This is a totally different ballgame. A lot of the time when I'm performing I'll either deviate from the script or dispense with one entirely and really set a challenge to myself. I've found, especially in solo improv, that movement, intonation and expressiveness are three key things that'll help you. Winging it and letting rip can not only be nerve-wracking, it also has the potential to go wrong. But don't worry. If you keep yourself calm, collected, make sure to use the space available to you and fling your arms about, use your face to convey emotion and let these be the anchors you use to improvise a verbal piece around. It allows your breathing space, time to think and most importantly adds extra dimensions to your performance. Another good tip is to have two or three keywords at your disposal so that you've got a base to work around. It could be any three words. I recently did a performance where I incorporated cricket, a dry cleaners and an argument with a friend into proceedings and I felt it went quite well with good audience reaction.

There's not more I can really say about improv as my experience is very limited, but I challenge you all to try and perform improvised pieces and see where it takes you. If you're working to a script, don't let that constrain you. It's not a bad thing to interact with an audience now and then too - you can create rapport, and unless we're all curmudgeons, that's not a bad thing, right?

That's my two penneth for today. I don't know whether any of this has been any help, but let me assure you, I totally improvised this blog post. If I write any more it'll go into the realms of absurdity, so I'm going to go ahead and deny you that. So there.


Wenches and Astronauts

Where to begin?

Last night was a rather busy night for me, what with doing things and having to get dressed and leave the house and speak to people. It was awful.

But on the plus side I did have a wench lesson at the Headgate Theatre. This involved telling lies and talking utter tosh whilst channelling Nell Gwynne/Nancy from Oliver. I was made for it. In case you are wondering, I am doing this as part of the restoration comedy ‘The Country Wife’ on at the Headgate Theatre from the 10th to the 13th of April, tickets on sale now. Plug plug plug…

However there is a more important reason for my blog post, sort of.

I intended to tell you fascinated people about the Comedy Workshop! Twas held last night at 15 Queen Street!

This is EXACTLY how we all looked.
Well what we did was: we all shouted our names at each other for quite a long time and then walked about a bit and shouted a bit more. Then Aaron got told he wasn’t respected and I said it wasn’t my fault and although Aggie wishes she hadn’t… James really wishes he had.

Poor Simon…. Well he was threatened with being sawn in half and having his organs removed, he had both of his legs broken, fell through the ceiling and was mistaken for Roy Hudd; still he didn’t have to move very much and that is always quite nice.

Then we all turned into astronauts and died one by one.

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Wednesday, 27 February 2013

Taking the Plunge - Sketch Writing


For the most part, if you ask a comedian how long they spent *wanting* to write or perform, the answer will often be in years, or in some cases decades (Frank Skinner only started performing stand-up in his thirties). This is because there never seems to be an easy pathway into comedy, no apprenticeships or university courses. In fact, as a teenager with comedy dreams (dreams of being involved in comedy that is, not about turning into a Bigfoot and being grated onto a pizza) I always saw the world as being split up into two groups: those who were comedians and those who were not, with no middle ground. Therefore, I ended up thinking that if I sat down one day to write my first sketch and it was unfunny I would have finally answered the question "could I ever be good at this?" in the negative and precluded myself from ever making the leap from one group to the other.

A lot of people don't get past this initial hurdle or, if they do get round to writing a couple of sketches, think they aren't brilliant and then never try again. I have spent a long time experiencing waves of inspiration interspersed with troughs in which I had little faith in my ability. Often all it took to turn a peak into a trough was for me to realise one line I wrote did not work. However, this last half a year has been different, I have been far more consistent in writing and I feel as if my overall output has improved dramatically. I put this down to my decision to "just write" and to consider writing to be a learning experience in itself. Prolific writer and stand-up Richard Herring has been attempting something similar for the last 8 years. He is so convinced of the power of forcing yourself to write that he has set up a blog (http://www.richardherring.com/warmingup/) which he updates every day, whether he wants to or not. Anybody that has followed his career path will be able to draw their own conclusions as to whether or not his work has increased in quality as a result...

In this post I'll go through some of the ways that I forced myself to stop procrastinating and start getting stuff down on paper. I have only recently made the transition from "person who wants to write" to "person who writes" and I will be making no claims as to the quality of my work. I merely want to share some of aspects of my experience in the hope that more people will be inspired not to hide their light under a bushel and to, instead, release their bum jokes and sex puns for public consumption.

I want to start by highlighting what I think are, broadly, the three stages of sketch-writing: conception, fleshing out and writing. These require differing levels of effort. The concept often requires very little conscious energy as you can't force yourself to have a good idea. However, the fleshing out and the writing can often be arduous and time consuming. It is for this reason that most ideas either end up completely unwritten or abandoned. The point at which you sit down at notepad and start writing the whole thing becomes real and you have to worry about doing your idea justice. Finding the best way to frame something can be extremely difficult.

My suggestion is that you, as I mentioned before, just start writing! Force yourself to begin and then, subsequently, force yourself to finish. You'll be surprised how simple it can be to fill in the blanks in your idea once you've started. Writing comedy is easy. People will laugh at anything. A cat? Funny. Two cats? Twice as funny. Two cats in hats? Call the BBC!

Okay, that's not true, comedy writing requires a lot of effort and experience. Still, you must just start. Pick any idea, no matter how good and decide to write it. Don't worry about planning how it will be fleshed out; cross that bridge when you come to it. You'll find you can work out dialogue a lot better on the fly than you could by sitting down in a dark room for hours trying to find the perfect line. Don't get me wrong, I am not calling for people to create work which is overly simple or rushed. I believe that a piece of comedy should be intricate and polished. I just think that a solid foundation to a piece can be achieved without hours and hours of planning.

A further advantage of forcing yourself to write is that the more you do so, the better you'll become, regardless of the quality of your previous work. In addition you will find yourself thinking in ways that are more conducive to sketch writing, being better able to work out how funny ideas can fit into sketches and how you might be able to make a sketch out of things that annoy you...

Okay, so you've forced yourself to write. How do you stop yourself looking at the result, hating it, and becoming convinced you were never cut out for the whole thing in the first place? Well, after a few months writing it will become clear that the results are never apparent in the short term and can be very deceptive. In fact, in the nineties Stewart Lee gave up stand-up comedy believing it not to be for him. When he returned to it in the early 2000s he found that the responses he received were better, even with material he had written earlier on. The only factor he could see having changed was his age. People simply accepted his material when it came from a man nearing middle age rather than someone more youthful. In the case of Lee's early forays into stand-up  innate ability was far from correlated to outcome. A sketch or routine's success or failure is based on a number of factors, only one of which is the writer's innate ability. Does it make sense to assume that one to be foremost? Not really. One bad sketch does not a bad writer make.