The Obsessive-Compulsive Promoter.
I don’t know what
to do with myself when there's no Mostly Comedy to repeatedly
check ticket sales for.
It’s the first
thing I do when I switch on my computer. Then I do it again…and again. If I’m
walking down the street, I’ll check it on my phone. It’s a habit I can’t get
out of. I think I’m obsessed.
It’s not about
making money; if we set the club up with that as our motivation, we went into
the wrong business. I just want to see that it does well. It’s a mixture of
pride and compulsion: I can’t get the Mostly Comedy ticket-selling-monkey off
my back.
If anything, I
should be pleased to have a break. Our next date is in September with Stewart Lee, which sold out in four hours back in June. Before long, we’ll turn
our minds to finalising our Autumn / Winter line-ups and then put them on
sale. I’ll have another list of gigs to fixate about then. At least it stops me from constantly flicking all my light switches on and off. There are worse things to be obsessed about.