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I’ve got a new computer and trying to figure out how it works takes up my whole days lately. The basics are there but all the little other things… how to edit sound, what programme to use, leave the realm of the fantastic Cool Edit and enter new digital audio territory…. HEL P!

After having spent most of my day with the new little toy, it was time to go outside and break the addiction habit of spending a lot of time online but also spending too much time on the new computer offline.

We went for a drink and a catch up, a friend and me, and ended up in the basement of a pub in Charlotte Street where one of the most unpretentious comedy clubs resides, once a week. As we entered half way through the show, we had to walk over the stage area to get to our seats, and of course my friend, yes you know who you are 🙂 chooses front row, in a tiny room with only ten other guys. 

I’m thinking no!!! Is she serious? Sitting so close to the stage will only mean the comedians will include us in their set!

And they did!

But I don’t know if we were the main attraction because we were women in a group of let’s say not so tactful men or if it was the fact that me and my friend were both not British, in other words foreigners! In fact we were referred to as foreigners on at least a couple of occasions, or the French people and the Greek people! How exotic, isn’t it!?

And since we got in, almost every act was talking about us and to us in their make-up-the-comedy as they were going along. The intimacy of the room was further enhanced when all the other people in the audience were asked to get closer together and to the front, and around us, as if this would be the solution for the lack of atmosphere. 

I laughed, we laughed but it was not thanks to the great acts! Sorry guys, but if I go to a comedy club I expect to be entertained without participating with my own commentary and opinions! There was a lot of banter, shouting, humiliation and rudeness on the menu so I started talking back… Since a lot of focus were on me and my friend, where we’re from, why we’re there, here and what we’re doing I thought I had the right to talk back! But I never asked what on earth they were joking about before we got there?

I think the night is called pear shaped, and I now know the reasoning behind the name. Despite having made all this criticism, I think it was a night of success! To understand comedy in another language is a small sign that you understand the language and its nuances, so as a foreigner I might be on the right path and so is my dear French friend, who unfortunately moved back to France.


  Franka Hummels wrote @

Maybe those Brits were so fascinated with your foreign-ness because they are not able to understand comedy shows anywhere in the world themselves. In fact a good reason for a laugh (at them).

(ps: when I type my comment, the last few words get lost in the grey green area and all though I am a ten finger blind typer, this is somewhat inconvenient to me…)

  Elisavet wrote @

It’s all there Franka, I think the previous layout I had was not very user or reader friendly, but we can see what you’ve written 🙂

  anthonyemiller wrote @

The Managing Director has noticed your comments and they are being considered at the very highest level of the Pear Shaped Empire. Unfortunately the MD was away that week in Barbados but you can trust that he will be the first to pass the buck. Thankyou for your feedback Anthony Miller Managing Director Pear Shaped in Fitzrovia
Every Weds 8 30pm
The Fitzroy Tavern, 16a Charlotte St , London W1

  anthonyemiller wrote @

To expand on that stand-up involves breaking the 4th wall but as you rightly note some of the newer acts (and PS is all new acts) do get it confused sometimes with stand-up just being breaking the 4th wall. On the whole though when they do this the audience usally come off better as the acts are too inexperienced to have the skill to do it. But we do try to keep it in check.

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