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| Current music: | Letting the Cables Sleep::Bush (in my head) |
I just got back from seeing Eddie Izzard. :D
Woah. I think that's the only way to describe seeing one of Eddie's shows on five hours of sleep and essay stress. Good god that man rocks.
He talked about flies and Yemen and Lambourghinis and monks and monkeys and Sheffield (yay! he actually went to university here so he may not have just been playing to his audience) and Rome and Achilles and Ajax and the Dark Ages and bags full of cats and the Doppler effect and transvetites being similar to superheroes and American airport check-ins and Mars and oh, everything!
We were quite near the back so I could only really see him on the big screen that was behind him, he was just this tiny bright blue (from the spotlights) figure on the stage, but he did, of course, look fab in his longish blue coat - cut a bit like a longer version the Sgt. Pepper Beatles outfits and his leather mini-skirt;)
He's just so fab and sorted. I luff him muchly:)
Five people can play the clarinet in the world and they make quite a beautiful wooden noise. I played it like a fog horn being dragged through a place where fog horns shouldn't be dragged.
And Achilles....Immortal man! Immortal body! Except he had an Achilles heel. What an irony!
I..I wiped the file? I wiped ALL the files? I wiped the INTERNET? I don't even have a modem!
Hehehe;)
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