The other day, when I was packing my things for Birmingham, I was worrying that I'd forgotten to pack something. I hadn't, but it's the same old niggle I have everytime I go somewhere. P said to me "What's the most important thing you need to have packed?" I said "My teeth".
Yesterday, after work we drove to Lincoln to do a Halloween themed show at a night called Break your Socks. I did two acts, my new Corpse Bride act, and the Hard Hearted Hannah act. My Corpse Bride act came first, it was the first time I've ever done it. I wasn't completely happy with it either. It went down ok, but it needs work. It didn't help that I was super nervous (and feeling ill!), I could actually feel my legs shaking!
Hard Hearted Hannah was much better, I wasn't nervous at all, it feels like coming home, I know it so well. I love to do that act. However.. about 10 seconds in, all going well... shit! I forgot to put my teeth in!! This was the thought process in my head (whilst on stage actually performing); Oh no! My teeth! I HAVEN'T PUT THEM IN! They're still in the box backstage... I wonder if I could go back and get them...? Have I got time..? No. Could I stop and start again..? No! Would the audience would notice if I just nipped back for them..? Um, yes! Ok.. I'll just carry on as if they are there and there's no problem. Ok.
It was all because I had a backstage panic about 30 seconds before I was due on, I couldn't find my fan! I found it, I was so relieved I forgot to put my teeth in! Haha! It didn't really matter. Once I'd drank the true blood the audience got what was going on, just the couple of teeth reveals before then didn't really work quite as well as usual!! :s
Thanks for having me Jamie!
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