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I headed off to Brixton last night feeling a bit RED FACED. It wasn't because i was embarrassed - although i REALLY WAS - it was because i had been SLIGHTLY FOOLISH. I'm on a course of INTENSE ACTION to try and sort out my PSORIASIS at the minute, part of which involves putting MOISTURISER on affected areas, to keep them MOIST. I went to get some E45 cream for the purpose, and got some E45 Anti-Itch Cream by mistake. This didn't seem to be too difficult, so i LATHERED it on and all was well, until yesterday when I got in from the COLD to find my face was all DRY and FLAKEY. "AHA!" I thought, "I shall apply some of the MOISTENING CREAM! What harm can it do?"

As it turned out: QUITE A BIT. My face felt more and more BURNY throughout the afternoon, as if I'd eaten a HOT CHILLI and spilt it all over my MUSH, and when I looked in the mirror i found to my HORROR that my face was BRIGHT RED, except for BRIGHT WHITE PATCHES around my eyes, where I'd not put any on. I looked like a PSYCHADELIC RACOON.

Luckily it was DARK when I set off, so no-one seemed to notice, and I got to the venue to find it LOCKED. I had to knock on the door to get in, and sat around in the DARK feeling a bit sorry for myself. Mr Charlie Flowers soon arrived, and said "You're a bit red in the face!" so i had to explain, and soon found myself feeling a bit better about the whole stupid incident. We had a chat, Mr Pete Knight arrived, I did a VERY long soundcheck, so long that i RAN OUT of Cheesy Cover Versions, and all was well.

After a while it was KICK OFF, and Vic the Cabaret organiser went on to do some of his poems, followed by a comedian - I always find it a bit FRIGHTENING seeing comedians at places like this, as they are clearly more GIG VENUE than COMEDY CLUB. As I've said before, i find it weird when I play those sort of places as they're always well stocked with People Who Would Laugh If Their Arse Was On Fire and so are SIGNIFICANTLY EASIER to get a laugh out of the gig venues, and to be honest he found the going TOUGH. It was with some TREPIDATION then that I had to follow him on stage, and do THIS:

I Did A Gig In New York

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

Clubbing In The Week

Fucking Hippy

The Lesson Of The Smiths

Billy Jones Is Dead

It got off to a bit of a shaky start, as the FACT that I'd not done a gig for nearly four weeks meant i had THE NERVES pretty bad, and then Vic introducing me by saying "He's got a really embarrassing story to tell you!" meant I had to go on and explain the whole REVERSO BAT MASK look, which went down rather FLAT. Still, it picked up once I got a couple of songs in (and when I'd got the sound man to turn the volume up) and by the end i THINK i pretty much got everyone on side. I did attempt to do Easily Impressed for the last song, but INTUITED that no-one would go for the Audience Participation bit, largely from the way the few people shouting did "OI! HIBBETT!" for the SECOND bit during the PRACTICE... but it was FINE, and I LEAPT off ready for a GUINESS.

After me there was a duo who were sort of a Camp/Glam Carter USM... which was a bit odd, as we realised that sat next to us was LES from Carter. Charlie went over to say hello, and after a while so did I as we'd ROCKED together in Essex some time ago. By this point there were THIRTY people on stage, all with DRUMS, so we thought it was probably time to FLEE.

This we did, into Charlie's VAN and into the EAST, and HOME. Next stop, THE MIDLANDS!

posted 30/11/2007 by MJ Hibbett

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