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Off to Brixton again last night for another go at Vic Lambruscco's Cabaret Hour at Jamm, having missed the last one through SEVERE POORLINESS. I arrived to find everything gearing up, had a chat to Vic and also Mike from Urban75, and then briefly spoke to a young chap called Nathan Penlington. I WORRIED for him - he seemed, to mine WIZENED old eyes, a bit young and nervous, and I thought maybe he'd not done much of this before. Vic went on and did some of his poetry then an American guy, and it was all quite HARSH and, if not agressive, at least a bit angry. "Oh dear!" i thought, as my OLDER STATESMAN OF ROCK/Paternal instincts for a fellow specky bloke on his own FEELINGS emerged. "I do hope he'll be all right."

How very very very wrong I was - he was ABSOLUTELY BRILLIANT. Confident and RIGHTFULLY so, completely in control of the room, FUNNY, TOUCHING and all round GRATE - i was REALLY impressed, usually I think of POETS that they are just lazy sods who want to go on stage and can't be bothered to even learn to play something a s PEASY as GUITAR (and usually i am CORRECT - POETS! If you're not going to bother to learn an instrument, at least LEARN THE WORDS!!), but he was doing PROPER stuff - one particularly long BIT about buying an ice cream cone wasn't really poetry OR stand-up, it was just ACE.

Usually at this point, when the person before me is dead good, i am aiming THORT DAGGERS at them, but i was really enjoying myself, and went on stage full of beans to do THIS:

The Peterborough All-Saints' Wide Game Team (Group B)

Never Going Back To Aldi's

The Gay Train

Do The Indie Kid

The Lesson Of The Smiths

It's the short version of the SINGLE PROMOTION SET! To start with, after the RIOTOUS reception of individual LINES at Cambridge, i thought it wasn't working but, actually, it seemed to go down quite well, and I held my NERVE and ENJOYED myself - especially in the AVANT JAZZ section of Do The Indie Kid. After me there was an American guy playing accordian, who was also DEAD GOOD - it was all round a GOOD NIGHT really. A lot of times ONE goes to things called CABARET and it's just a bunch of people who haven't got enough of a good idea to play on their own for more than 10 minutes, but this time it felt like it was a SELECTION BOX of HIGHLIGHTS, and the long old journey back to the East End FLEW past in a happy blur of JOY. It was a GOOD night!

posted 30/3/2007 by MJ Hibbett

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