Goodbye, Farewell, auf Wiedersehen, goodbye.

I had heard that Melbourne was going to be amazing, not just in terms of drinking, but of general  frenetic activity, and this festival was all about comedy, as opposed to the Adelaide fringe where you could catch plays about glue sniffing and climate change in between burritos.  For some reason, I was always nervous [...]

*SNIP* Off came the green shoot from my Mum’s Datura plant. She tossed it roughly aside. “Why did you cut that bit off Mum?” I enquired. “It’s a sucker” “What’s a sucker?” “It’s one of these bits” (points to green shoot) Her hawk eyes spot another interloper. “Oh there’s another one.” *SNIP* I was still unclear. “Yeah, [...]

It’s getting seriously weird at this point in the festival. The Gibbo nomination for a start, which is great and bewildering (but nice when you know it’s the best show you’ve written and you like performing it, even if it near kills you every night). Allowing myself, as someone with a tremendous self-consciousness about their [...]

*NB: Halley has lost her voice and so, will be describing her week through the medium of third-person storytelling* Halley puts her right hand to her throat and rubs her larynx gently, almost maternally, with an expression of sad acceptance. She then loses herself in a coughing fit, a dry, hoarse empty cough that implies a [...]

Local comic Lehmo offered me a much needed hand up by getting me guest spots at North Sydney’s Comics Lounge. A purpose built comedy club, the biggest in Australia… what a treat. My venue is very off the beaten track so this chance to shine in a big club and put flyers in the hands [...]

I forgot my password!  Had to hack into my own blog. As its pretty much the last weekend, we can see the end. NOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooo!!!!! There’s so many more potato patties in the Golden Showers to eat at 4 in the morning. Sandy and me are still staying on Stephen Lee & Carmen’s couch. Party time! Their black cat [...]

Me: Hey I’m just gonna pop down and get next year’s comedy festival show, do you want anything? Audience: Jokes. Me: Anything else? Audience: Nah that’s all. Me: Don’t want a storyline or anything? Audience: Um. No. Oh…maybe. Me: Just a little one? Audience: Well, not necessarily, maybe just like, repeat something in the middle and at the end. Me: Oh yeah, (writing [...]

Last week of the festival. My brain, my voice and my food is fried. I have the digestive system of a Jersey cow, the sleeping habits of a shrew and the waistline of Richard Griffiths. I’m losing my tiny mind… So far I have squeezed into spandex leggings/leotards onstage about sixty-three times. I’ve been singing for an [...]

Pedro Tochas’ Melbourne Photo Diary One week of photos. From the 5th to the 11th of April. —– Monday: Buildings Monday was my day off. I needed to find a drycleaner. But it was a Public Holiday: all the drycleaners were closed. In my quest for an open drycleaner, I walked around town and end up taking photos of buildings. —– Tuesday: Drycleaner Finally I found [...]