Montreal

I think we meant to update this blog much more frequently in New York. Unfortunately, we became too busy enjoying the delights of the greatest city on earth. And drinking. Oh, and doing the shows too, which went very well. Thanks to all those who came to see us. Particularly the strange shrieking lady. And the young kid who laughed at all the dark stuff when noone else would because they were too freaked out by the kid laughing. Thanks to everyone at WestBeth for helping us put on the show and for showing us (too) good a time. Look out for more WestBeth shows at the Village Theatre and elsewhere (Dave Gorman, Dylan Moran, possibly the League of Gentlemen).

We flew to Montreal Sunday morning in a tin can masquerading as a plane. Sam and Nick were sitting next to the exit and supposed to be 'responsible' in an emergency. Thank Christ there wasn't one as we could barely string two sentences together, let alone act calmly and rationally whilst plunging to our deaths. First show at Club Soda in Montreal tonight, then headliners at Cabaret on Wednesday, followed by Britcom Gala (and our biggest ever gig) on Thursday. All in French, natch.