The Dullest Blog: Comedy ramblings to inspire the dullest moments of your week

As a comic, my only experience with festivals have been comedy and there are a few things that always seem to happen:

 

1. People getting sick

Known as ‘festival flu’. And more often than not, people will give you a hug and a kiss hello, then proceed to tell you how sick they are. You think, ‘Don’t worry about explaining the details, because I’m pretty sure I’ll be feeling them tomorrow thanks to your germs now spread all over my face. Are you trying to sabotage me because we’re on at the same time?’ And if you find yourself sick, you will be avoided like the plague. Particularly if that’s what you’ve got.

 

2. Hooking up with people you shouldn’t.

There seems to be a vibe of ‘what happens at festival…’ Yeah, it’s festival! If ever there was a time to try and punch above your weight, this is it. I’m sure that famous person will totally be into you slurring one of their jokes back to them! It’s like a drug.

 

3. Outrageous drinking.

Great gig? Let’s celebrate! Hideous, audience hated you or cancellation because no one turned up? Let’s drown our sorrows! Can be great fun but leads to hangovers, depletion of funds and point 2.

 

4. Soul destroying flyering.

By the end I’m usually handing out flyers and simply mumbling, ‘Piece of my soul? Madam, would you like a piece of my soul? No? Fair enough.’

 

If you find time outside of all of this, you may occasionally do some comedy.

 

Celia Pacquola is in Am I Strange?, Gilded Balloon, to 31st Aug (not 17th), 7.45 pm (1hr), £9.50 (£7.50)