Wednesday 26 September 2012

In Which I Advertise a Performance Poet

With a hey nonny no and a ho nonny Knights of Ni, I'm off to see performance poet Tim Key. With R, but I couldn't put that in the previous sentence or it wouldn't have rhymed, and as all eight year olds know, if it doesn't rhyme it's not a poem. No, don't go, this isn't a blog about poetry, and Tim Key's actually bloody hilarious.

This is an unrelated hilarious comic who you also haven't heard of.

This does mean that today's blog will essentially be an advert for Tim Key. He was one of a foursome in obscure-didn't-make it-anywhere Radio 4 (then BBC 3) sketch show Cowards, and watching and then listening to Cowards was what inspired me to start on the-project-that-dare-not-speak-its-name... But no-one ever has seen Cowards. 

*EDIT The following would be embedded in this blog but it hates finding the right videos even if you cut and paste the titles, the stupid bastard non intuitive rassafrassin' grrrrr* 

I'm not even sure if Key's seen or listened to Cowards. So here's a Cowards radio sketch of his...
 

And here's a Cowards television sketch of his...
 

He was also on obscure-might-get-a-third-series-unlike-any-other-whimsical-quiz-show We Need Answers, which you can see an example of here

And the people involved in that gameshow invented a game to be played amongst friends called "No More Women", of which you can see here and be furnished with a better explanation of the rules than I can give.

And finally, here he is doing some of the sort of poetry stand up he will do for us tonight.
 

R and I have seen him once already, and R was very willing to come along then. He'd actually seen We Need Answers independently of me, which is very impressive because, as you may have understood by now, there's very little fanfare for Tim Key. When we last saw him, the evening ended with him climbing over a crowd of people (another word for them would be the audience) standing on their shoulders and extremities, and for why? Because he was pretending the floor was hot lava, when an audience member bade him stop. "Oh?" he enquired. Muttermuttermutter. "It turns out," he explained to the audience, "that this woman's friend is very heavily pregnant, so I shall have to modify my route to the stage somewhat significantly." Muttermuttermutter. "But it turns out her friend doesn't want to be any trouble and she's up for it!... Which is why she's pregnant in the first place, I suppose."  

So. Tim Key has done lots of good things. He basically wrote this article, and I love him for that, and many other things. Now you can too.

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