mostly david ephgrave

I had to cancel today’s show despite having a good turnout (for me), for the simple reason I couldn’t hear a bloody thing. The cause was both dull and grim in equal measure: I occasionally have too much earwax for my own good, which is related to my whole vertigo situation, which at its worst will block my ear canal so much that no sound can get in (or out, should it need to); this is particularly the case when I’m rundown, which I clearly am at the moment. I had a similar problem before a show last year too, although it cleared itself just at the right moment; I had my fingers crossed that the same would happen today, but no such luck. I’d gone so far as to walk behind the curtain ready to make my entrance, but had been struggling so much to hear while chatting with my technician Robert just before - who’ll probably spot his name when this blog post briefly pops up on the screen at the end of my show tomorrow, so HI ROBERT - that I got into a bit of a pa...

I ended up cancelling today’s show as only one couple had booked, which was a relief in many ways as I'm very tired. I went out and chatted to them just before I was due to start to see what they’d prefer and we decided mutually that not doing it was the best option, as forcing them into an hour-long eyeballing from me would be pretty intense. They were really very nice about it; I offered them comps should they wish to come another time, though it was only when I got back to my digs that I remembered they would have actually paid for their tickets so I should have offered them a refund too, though according to my ticket report they’d at least opted for a 2for1 deal, so at least they didn't pay full whack (though I still apologise in case they happen to read this). Of course, I would have preferred to have known in advance I wasn’t doing it, instead of setting everything up to pack down again. It doesn’t help that my gaffa tape stocks are r...