Another fine night of open mic comedy this evening at FFW. Though I had to kick things off as Nick was delayed, things ran smoothly up to half time with the assembled performers and well wishers showing plenty of enthusiasm for my two tracks closing the first part.
It was at the start of the second where things went pear shaped with crackles and bangs all over the first performer. After much lead switching and head rubbing we headed on acoustically, which worked surprisingly well. Rosie Holt topped things off with a ukulele powered ode to pubic hair and we all went home happy.
Turns out the banging was a very faulty lead, though I'm still unsure how we hadn't isolated it at the time.