So apparently my new t-shirt is offensive. I thought my last show was more to the bone, but everyone loved that. The universal tuttfest that was endured all Saturday night was only intermittently sprinkled with high fives from guys that admired “the balls it takes to go out wearing a t-shirt that guarantees you go home alone”. Well, you know what? It had been that sort of week. The sort of week when you wonder how the hell you are going to appear cheery and funny on the radio. You know you have to do it, but with family health issues, a supposedly passionate connection that just goes AWOL without a trace and a serious case of financial turmoil you wonder how to fake it on the air.
I found the answer. Don’t fake it. You don’t embrace it either. You just push on through. Spend time with the sparks in your life that make you funny. Share the pain and then move past it. Everyone feels pain at some time in their lives. Those that claim not to are deluded or fakers or both. I managed to recount some funny tales from the weekend on air without dwelling on the further negatives, the rejection, the despondency and the loneliness. I bet half of you reading now want to know more, but you know what? You only get the good bits, the highlights, the funny stuff. Why? Because this isn’t a fucking soap it’s entertainment on the airwaves. Wallowing in pity is for the pigs of sorrow. I’ll admit to watching almost two entire series of Dexter this week, but after that I pulled myself together and (rather than become a serial killer) I went out and booked the first broadcast venue for my live show on Shoreditch radio.
Next Friday 12th August you need to tune in for a two hour live broadcast from McQueen in Shoreditch. Hell, why not bunk off work early and get your asses down to toast and tease your work colleagues live on the air. That’s right, i’m going to let you on the air to shout out your friends and tell the world something deep and meaningful.
Last night (Thursday) The Preshaah and I checked out Secret McQueen with Fabio and William from (you guessed it) McQueen and were pleasantly surprised by the standard of the performers and the vibrant atmosphere.
I’m not a massive fan of pole dancing, but the girl who flexed the shoulder muscles of a world’s strongest man competitor has swayed me (and the pole) by doing things I did not know were possible. Perhaps it was the attitude or the way she ignored The Preshaah, but I just liked her.
Having also been there on Saturday night I dig the deep music they play and the quality ladies that frequent the bar, restaurant and club. I’m looking forward to kicking off their weekend next Friday….BIG TIME! You need to tune in, turn up and/or cop off with whatever you feel meets your standards at McQueen. Why not tell your friends and while you’re at it check out my new show.
Play Formless Show 3 on Shoreditch Radio
Some links to stuff I jabbered about on this week’s show:
* Legendary Moodymann interview at the Red Bull Music Academy
* Alpha-Ville Festival – International Festival of Post-Digital Culture
London, 22-25 September | Creativity, Innovation and Forward Thinking.
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