It has come to attention that I have been using the word, cunt, a lot more than ever before. It's not very ladylike, is it? It could be that I have used the word fuck so much it has become meaningless in my vocabulary or maybe it's just that I have met a lot of cunts recently.
Last night I went to see a screening of Mo at Bafta with a Q & A with the creative team afterwards.
I urge everyone to see this when it comes on Channel 4.It is an extremely emotive piece of film-making documenting a slice of the life of that rarest of things, a popular politician. But it is much much more than that: It is a window on her personality, her personal life and most importantly the bravery with which she dealt with her terminal brain tumour. Julie Walters does not disappoint.
The Q & A unfortunately did.
The interviewer seemed to ask badly researched, inappropriate and embarrassing questions which the team struggled to answer. In short it was cringeworthy for all involved.
I sat behind Neil Kinnock who started the vigorous round of applause as the piece ended, but then promptly left before the Q & A.
Popcorn Comedy on Friday with a rare appearance by Graham Linehan. Oh, and also Dave Hill at the Hen and Chicks tomorrow. Very exciting!
TURN-ONs this week.
What's going on the Thong stereo
1. Ambling Alp- Yeasayer
2. Heaven Can Wait- Beck and Charlotte Gainsbourg
3. Paradise Circus- Massive Attack feat. Hope Sandoval
4. 5 Rebbeccas- The View
5. anything by The xx
Laters
Wednesday 20 January 2010
Thursday 7 January 2010
For the love of Daniel Kitson
Sitting in my bed on this freezing cold morning I am, for first time, enjoying being out of work. From my bed, I can see a snow covered Alexandra Palace, a pure white garden and a couple of tits feeding on my window sill. I could be in a Disney film!
Still, back to reality for a second.
The past couple of days have allowed me to sample the cultural delights the capital has to offer,the first being La Clique at the Roundhouse.
I've never seen anything of this ilk before ( closest being Monkey at the O2, which I thoroughly enjoyed )and it's not something I would necessarily book to see were it not for having some friends involved.
It was bloody great! you are encouraged to be vocal and take part, like an upmarket, more dangerous panto. In a series of ( sort of ) death defying acts that thrilled the audience, you never knew what was coming next. My friends, The Wau Wau sisters opened with their rock chick, beer-swilling fag-smoking trapeze act which gets me every time. They are true New Yorkers and I don't understand how they do what they do without killing themselves.Respect is most definitely due for these girls as they work ridiculously hard and the results are phenomenal.
During the show I recognised one of the ushers as an ex from the 2003 era.It was a particularly unwelcome sight as it ended badly and the last time I bumped into him on a bus I had shouted, "As if my day couldn't get any fucking worse!" Mature I know.
Anyhoo, this time I was decidedly more genial and actually just had no feelings for him whatsoever. We were able to chat for quite a lengthy time after the show about our mutual love of all things New York and my recent ER visit whilst on holiday there! Only downside was I hardly spoke to the Wau Waus. I felt purged though, and a little bit grown up. There haven't been many people I have felt such utter loathing for in my life and I was glad I no longer did.
Last night I went to see the wonderful Daniel Kitson, a comedian I am proud to say I have followed since doing his lights and sound at the Hen and Chickens in 2002. I walked through 2 miles of snow covered road, fell on my arse twice and nearly got run over, all in my quest to see him at the Union Chapel where he was performing his latest stand-up show "We Are Gathered Here" for the last time.
It was totally worth it. The man is just a natural comic.
( However, I have a risotto in my fridge that I am no longer able to eat because I keep imagining his shit swirling through it.)
My best friend, Katie, gave me some lovely Christmas presents on Tuesday, including a lovely bottle of Bollinger! I almost cried when I saw it as it was a kind of Champagne karma. I had had a bottle of Bollinger given to me by an actor I dressed that I had saved for years for a special occasion. I finally decided to drink with my then boyfriend only to go and meet him at his house and find that he had drunk three quarters of it by himself celebrating that his football team had won the double!
Right I'm off to the shower and then possibly Clapham later, for more comedy.
Seeya Bye
Still, back to reality for a second.
The past couple of days have allowed me to sample the cultural delights the capital has to offer,the first being La Clique at the Roundhouse.
I've never seen anything of this ilk before ( closest being Monkey at the O2, which I thoroughly enjoyed )and it's not something I would necessarily book to see were it not for having some friends involved.
It was bloody great! you are encouraged to be vocal and take part, like an upmarket, more dangerous panto. In a series of ( sort of ) death defying acts that thrilled the audience, you never knew what was coming next. My friends, The Wau Wau sisters opened with their rock chick, beer-swilling fag-smoking trapeze act which gets me every time. They are true New Yorkers and I don't understand how they do what they do without killing themselves.Respect is most definitely due for these girls as they work ridiculously hard and the results are phenomenal.
During the show I recognised one of the ushers as an ex from the 2003 era.It was a particularly unwelcome sight as it ended badly and the last time I bumped into him on a bus I had shouted, "As if my day couldn't get any fucking worse!" Mature I know.
Anyhoo, this time I was decidedly more genial and actually just had no feelings for him whatsoever. We were able to chat for quite a lengthy time after the show about our mutual love of all things New York and my recent ER visit whilst on holiday there! Only downside was I hardly spoke to the Wau Waus. I felt purged though, and a little bit grown up. There haven't been many people I have felt such utter loathing for in my life and I was glad I no longer did.
Last night I went to see the wonderful Daniel Kitson, a comedian I am proud to say I have followed since doing his lights and sound at the Hen and Chickens in 2002. I walked through 2 miles of snow covered road, fell on my arse twice and nearly got run over, all in my quest to see him at the Union Chapel where he was performing his latest stand-up show "We Are Gathered Here" for the last time.
It was totally worth it. The man is just a natural comic.
( However, I have a risotto in my fridge that I am no longer able to eat because I keep imagining his shit swirling through it.)
My best friend, Katie, gave me some lovely Christmas presents on Tuesday, including a lovely bottle of Bollinger! I almost cried when I saw it as it was a kind of Champagne karma. I had had a bottle of Bollinger given to me by an actor I dressed that I had saved for years for a special occasion. I finally decided to drink with my then boyfriend only to go and meet him at his house and find that he had drunk three quarters of it by himself celebrating that his football team had won the double!
Right I'm off to the shower and then possibly Clapham later, for more comedy.
Seeya Bye
Tuesday 5 January 2010
A New Hope
Whilst wandering through the West End last night handing out CVs (I've decided to resume my dressing career in a bid to buy me more time for my artistic endeavours)I realised how long it has been since I'd spent any time there. My last job was based in Farringdon and so I didn't head to W1 very often.
I am surprised at how much has changed in just a few months. A large chunk of it seems to be decimated! I barely recognised Tottenham Court Road/Charing Cross area.
Having spent most of last month in the warmth of Sydney and it's suburbs it was a real shock to my system to spend a long period outdoors while the British winter is in full throttle and not for nothing did I find myself taking sanctuary in various coffee establishments (and, right at the end...MacDonald's, dreadful I know but soooo good)
In the middle of Brewer St I came across "Vegan Routes" a novel new Vegan cafe in a Routemaster bus! that sight alone made me fall in love with London all over again. Even when things seem rubbish and everything is uncertain I can take comfort that I live in what is quite possibly the most exciting city in the world. Now I didn't get all that from the Routemaster but it made me think as I wandered through Soho that rarely have I been in such an eclectic, multi cultural, vibrant and stimulating city and I've travelled a bit.
This morning I have been listening to my new Congo to Cuba cd which arrived in the post yesterday- not everyone's taste I appreciate, and actually not usually mine but I heard it playing in a shop in Coogee and it's heat just won me (not quite the same in my little Crouch End flat but you get the idea)
Anyways, I'm off to see La Clique at the Roundhouse tonight. A couple of my friends from New York are in it. Check them out here,
http://www.wauwausisters.com/
I worked on their show at the Pleasance in Edinburgh 2005. Happy Days!
I am surprised at how much has changed in just a few months. A large chunk of it seems to be decimated! I barely recognised Tottenham Court Road/Charing Cross area.
Having spent most of last month in the warmth of Sydney and it's suburbs it was a real shock to my system to spend a long period outdoors while the British winter is in full throttle and not for nothing did I find myself taking sanctuary in various coffee establishments (and, right at the end...MacDonald's, dreadful I know but soooo good)
In the middle of Brewer St I came across "Vegan Routes" a novel new Vegan cafe in a Routemaster bus! that sight alone made me fall in love with London all over again. Even when things seem rubbish and everything is uncertain I can take comfort that I live in what is quite possibly the most exciting city in the world. Now I didn't get all that from the Routemaster but it made me think as I wandered through Soho that rarely have I been in such an eclectic, multi cultural, vibrant and stimulating city and I've travelled a bit.
This morning I have been listening to my new Congo to Cuba cd which arrived in the post yesterday- not everyone's taste I appreciate, and actually not usually mine but I heard it playing in a shop in Coogee and it's heat just won me (not quite the same in my little Crouch End flat but you get the idea)
Anyways, I'm off to see La Clique at the Roundhouse tonight. A couple of my friends from New York are in it. Check them out here,
http://www.wauwausisters.com/
I worked on their show at the Pleasance in Edinburgh 2005. Happy Days!
Saturday 2 January 2010
Prologue
Hello.
I'm not really sure how to start this as I've never done anything like this before. I suppose I should tell you a little bit about me to start with in the vague belief that someone will actually read this.
My name is Nina and I live in north London in an area seemingly filled with comedians and actors (they're everywhere!) But that's the way I like it. I myself had acting ambitions in the late nineties and early 2000s and even went to Edinburgh alongside some very well-respected names, but it didn't happen for me then and I left for Australia where I lived for a year with my elder sister. On my return I started to work behind the scenes in TV. I loved working on a comedy show with Danny Wallace and also a year long interactive documentary with young people but then I had a bad experience. I started working for a company that epitomised everything I hate about telly and it went tits up.
I went tits up.
So, I went to Australia again just for a few weeks this time and now I am back and determined not to be sucked into that vacuous media machine again. I have decided to leave television for the time being and concentrate on some rather more personal ambitions of which I'll tell you about tomorrow.
At school I used to read the NME when it didn't have staples. They had a section called "TURN-ONs-What's going on the NME stereo" and I used to recreate this in my bedroom on my noticeboard and update it every week. They might still do it, I don't know but I thought I might do it on here as music is a big part of my life. And so...
TURN-ONS- what's going on the Thong stereo
1- I know your girlfriend hates me- Annie (because it's fucking great)
2- Help, I'm alive-Metric (thanks to my big bro and biggest music influence)
3- Sexy, No,No,No- Girls Aloud
4- Blue Moon- Cowboy Junkies (thanks to Andrew Collins on 6music)
5- Sweet Jane- Velvet Underground (Skins used this in a sex scene recently. Bloody great, Skins)
I'm not really sure how to start this as I've never done anything like this before. I suppose I should tell you a little bit about me to start with in the vague belief that someone will actually read this.
My name is Nina and I live in north London in an area seemingly filled with comedians and actors (they're everywhere!) But that's the way I like it. I myself had acting ambitions in the late nineties and early 2000s and even went to Edinburgh alongside some very well-respected names, but it didn't happen for me then and I left for Australia where I lived for a year with my elder sister. On my return I started to work behind the scenes in TV. I loved working on a comedy show with Danny Wallace and also a year long interactive documentary with young people but then I had a bad experience. I started working for a company that epitomised everything I hate about telly and it went tits up.
I went tits up.
So, I went to Australia again just for a few weeks this time and now I am back and determined not to be sucked into that vacuous media machine again. I have decided to leave television for the time being and concentrate on some rather more personal ambitions of which I'll tell you about tomorrow.
At school I used to read the NME when it didn't have staples. They had a section called "TURN-ONs-What's going on the NME stereo" and I used to recreate this in my bedroom on my noticeboard and update it every week. They might still do it, I don't know but I thought I might do it on here as music is a big part of my life. And so...
TURN-ONS- what's going on the Thong stereo
1- I know your girlfriend hates me- Annie (because it's fucking great)
2- Help, I'm alive-Metric (thanks to my big bro and biggest music influence)
3- Sexy, No,No,No- Girls Aloud
4- Blue Moon- Cowboy Junkies (thanks to Andrew Collins on 6music)
5- Sweet Jane- Velvet Underground (Skins used this in a sex scene recently. Bloody great, Skins)
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