weeeeeell, it started as a one off. i'd been an actor and musician on and off for years - mainly amateur, loads of alternative theatre stuff and recordings for people i knew. my friend at the time - who was the manager of a theatre - asked me to do a musical spot for an AIDS Benefit evening (i'm predominantly a musician). as usual, i couldn't think of what to sing, so i came up with the idea of doing a spoof, and another friend would play the piano. basically, i called myself Lucrezia Borgia, dressed up like shirley bassey (over the top, ghastly sparkly dress), did several torch songs (incredibly badly, deliberately), and put some really ridiculous stuff in between the songs - making the audience do what i told them, including having a bag of old (and revolting) underwear i'd salvaged from various friends, giving them out to the audience, and making them throw the nasties at me at the end of the spot (there were other thingshtey had to do to - that was just the culmination of the ridiculousness.
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anyway, the day after the cabaret, steve (the manager) phoned me, and said he'd had several telephone enquiries as to how i could be booked. so i ended up doing that for a while, on the comedy fringe circuit in London - compared a series of comedy shows, did one offs here and there. i worked with Woody Bop Muddy once - he's insane! funny as fuck.
so i did that for a while, and was still getting bookings (obviously, the act was developing, by that point), and even got the chance to do the Hackney Empire (which is a pretty famous theatre/venue in those circles). but i got bored (which always happens) and wanted to earn more (which always happens, lol), and wandered off to do something else instead.
having said all of which, i do miss it, but then i'm like a bloody stand up every time i give a lecture or a seminar at uni - i'm notorious for it.
does that explain things?
