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Lucky-dipping the Half Price Hut August 20, 2010

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Discovering fresh, untapped talent at the Edinburgh Festival is a risky business. Headliners like John Bishop, Jason Byrne et al offer a safe, guaranteed laugh but the amphitheatre venues and extortionate ticket prices detract from the true festival experience. That’s why I prefer to lucky-dip the Half Price Hut. Located on the Mound, the Hut’s screens list the day’s undersubscribed shows, now available for half price. Admittedly, trying to locate a show in the genre-categorised (as opposed to alphabetic) Fringe brochure is relatively stressful as the queue gradually diminishes. Top tip: take a photo of the screens as the show listings update frequently. Applying such a technique I unearthed a couple of recommendable performances I wouldn’t have considered otherwise:

That Moment 8.5 / 10 – £10 Cowgate Underbelly

Energetic, imaginative one-woman show (so 90s) recounting the questionable life choices of an aspiring actress, complete with Lorraine-Kelly-accented agent spouting motivational cliches, homosexual theatrical directors and an incontinent dog. The tiny cave venue feels almost too intimate to contain the show’s energy and character range – at the climax the solo performer plays 7 different characters interchangeably. Witty and well-acted throughout.

Chef! 8 / 10 – £13 Assembly @ George St

Thankfully nothing you’d see at the Taste Festival. The food merely acts as backdrop to an innovative hour of beatbox, breakdancing, martial arts, a-capella and surreal Asian culinary comedy. Arguably the best set-piece involved the majority of the cast invisible in black body stockings manipulating items and two characters in a slow-motion, Streetfighter inspired dinner battle. Amazing beatboxing and breakdancing.

Letters from America – USA Trip 2010 August 5, 2010

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Cut a deal with the novelty beer sellers to promote their offering and they'll offer a 50% discount on subsequent purchases. 4 pints for $5 is a bargain, Miller Lite or not.

Bad Decisions Tour 2010 – a fortnight based out of Austin, visiting Lake Texoma for the Independence day long weekend before commencing an epic roadtrip to Vegas via Roswell, Santa Fe, Flagstaff and the Grand Canyon. Rather than a dull day-to-day diary of meals eaten and $s spent, I thought my inebriated, “fear & loathing” inspired scribblings might prove more amusive. Also check out my photos on Flickr, particularly Stevo’s MJ tribute.

Car rental: Hertz hooked us up. Apparently the standard-issue ‘economy’ model is not generic American beige such as a Toyota Camry or Ford Taurus but a SMART car. The perfect vehicle for a 20+ hour roadtrip surrounded by muscle cars, monster trucks and 18-wheelers. Thankfully depreciation (?) saved our blushes and our bacon. Drive a car one-way and receive a free upgrade. Our quadruple upgrade … a Dodge Charger. Thanks depreciation.

Roswell: Imagined this wee town to be like an extraterrestrial safari park. Big-eyed, grey, genitalia-free anal-probers removing wing mirrors and humping on the bonnet. The reality is a Main Street littered with souvenir shops and a lacklustre UFO museum. The spaceship-themed McDonalds playcentre was a nice contextual touch though.

Santa Fe: Feels like an Epcot Centre representation of Mexico. Mexicoland per se. But if you appreciate faux adobe, turquoise, art galleries and amazing clouds, Santa Fe is definitely worth a visit.

Vegas tips: Buy a 24-hour buffet ticket for $35. Buy $10 4-pint, giant novelty beers. Utilise available gambling coupons – we turned a $40 free bet into a $50 kitty. Don’t “hit” when the croupier is an elderly Asian woman. Don’t underestimate the dehydrating power of the Vegas sun. Don’t be intrigued by “Girls Direct” approaches on the Strip – nothing good can come of that.

Memorable quotes

Stevo on the Blue Man Group: “I’d be pissed too if a blue guy touched me”

L’il Wayne: “trading V-cards with retards”

Stevo on 67oz beer versus margaritas: “$1 margaritas will always be there, black guys with giant beers won’t”

Gone travelling…. June 30, 2010

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ROADTRIP

The next fortnight will be quiet or non-existent on the blog front as I’m off on vacation. Based out of Austin, I’ll be at Lake Texoma for the Independence day long weekend before commencing an epic roadtrip to Vegas via Santa Fe, Flagstaff and the Grand Canyon. Photos to follow….

Drinks Cabinet Party March 11, 2010

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New party concept….

  1. Invite friends to bring a spirit bottle of choice.
  2. Drink as much of the spirit as they want.
  3. Leave the remainder to stock the drinks cabinet.

Cheap but effective. Almost as enjoyable as my “dress up as your favourite nationality of tourist and pub crawl around Edinburgh using the sightseeing buses” birthday party of a few years ago. OK so the name needs some work.

Drinking games, new friends and the inevitable roping and strangulation of a Chinaman (that photo is available by email request only). Check out the before and after below. Good times….

Anybody need a party concept?

Chamonix 2010… boys on tour, mainly stunts January 23, 2010

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With drunken and emotive spontaneity, I gatecrashed the 20s Plenty snowboarding tour of Chamonix. A group of twenty-somethings (hence the team name) from Dunfermline with a penchant for stunts and drinking, they reminded me of myself at that age. Like a stag-do without a stag. Rather than a daily diary, I’ve braindumped amusing anecdotes from the trip below.

Outward flight: Little girl overhead saying to her parents that she’d heard “Lady Gaga was a transformer”. Six ingredients guaranteed to result in a plane crash on landing – late departure, slurring pilot, 6-inches of snow on the runway, pointless stewardess statements (“ladies and gentlemen, we will shortly be coming through the cabin with a selection of wines to complement the food you’ve just eaten”), ridiculous incestual laughter and chicken as an in-flight meal.

Steve: Another elderly, honorary member of 20s Plenty, Steve was on-the-wagon due to health problems despite offers of transplants from myself and the boys (although I think I had convinced them that kidneys grow back). He graciously accepted the paternal responsibility of “designated documenter” during our inebriated apres ski. Like a war correspondent or nature documenter, Steve captured the moments but couldn’t interfere with his subjects regardless of how messed up the situation got.

Beej: Despite spectacularly defeating Mr Incredible in a dance-off (view video), my little brother Brian (aka Beej) managed to overextend his rotator cuff with two days of the holiday left. Hitting a jump way too fast, Beej starting to tip forward mid-air before landing on the front of his board and tumbling for ages. After we had all stopped laughing, a make-shift sling was fabricated MacGuyver-style and Beej was grounded for the last couple of days.

Conditions: Several staggeringly perfect days. Days that made me question my agnosticism as scenery and weather combined flawlessly – check out my photos on Flickr and please leave comments.

McDonalds: Ozzy (17) demanding a happy meal (TM) at midnight. “Until we get rid of medicine, humans cannot evolve” – Beej. “Ronald McDonald is not a f*cking magician” – Anon.

Overall, an awesome trip. So awesome, there’s a song to comemorate (to be sung to the 12 Days of Christmas):

12 baths for Steve

11 o’clock wake-ups

10 frames of bowling

9 duty-free bottles

£8 a Cola

7 20s Plenty

6 days a boarding

5 diff-rent hills

4 letter words

3 sixties

2 black-out nights

And an all-girl Norwegian ski team.