My 2010 Fringe show

I was sitting at home feeling bummed out that I'm not doing the Fringe festival this year. Then I looked at this footage of my 2010 show, and I'm sort of glad I'm at home. I had a blast, but damn some of those shows were hard. Such as this one.

"Dag Sørås Live!" in London on March 8th

I'm doing a solo show in London on March 8th at the new and improved Comedy Cafe. I'm gonna get over to the UK more regularly this year, and this is as nice a start as any.

"New" video

I'll be returning to UK in June, and I thought I'd upload this show, taped at the Stand in Glasgow during last year's Fringe festival. I was tired and on the constant verge of alcohol poisioning, but it was a fun night. Unfortunately I won't be doing the Fringe this year, despite an invitation from the Stand, but I aim at getting back into the craziness next year.

London solo show and podcast interview

I will be doing a solo show in London on November 12th, and the details can be found here. I'm really psyched about getting back to the UK after a fantastic week with Stanhope, and I hope some of the people who saw me open up for Doug will come back to see me do a full 80 minute set.

I also did a long podcast interview in Edinburgh during the Fringe festival, and you can download or stream it at this location.

Abortion, torture and the flood in Pakistan

I've posted two new clips on Youtube. The first one was filmed at the Stand in Glasgow (great club!), and the second was filmed during my hour long show at the Fringe, in front of twelve quite apathetic bastards.

My week with Stanhope

I had such a great fucking time in London last week, getting to support my favourite comic bar none, Doug Stanhope. Leicester Square Theatre is a wonderful place run by great people, and I enjoyed myself immensely. The owner Martin looks like someone straight out of a Scorsese mafia movie, being a perfect gentleman with the presence of somebody who could probably fuck you up bad in ten seconds. Lovely. Also, the fact that Doug himself is the nicest person in the world doesn't hurt. I blacked out at his hotel every evening, and we had a respectable seventeen hour bender one of the first nights. I was fucking wasted by ten o' clock in the morning when I joined him for his shoot for "Newswipe," and I have zero recollection of even doing a show that night, but it went well. Allegedly. Thanks for the drinks, the books and the many drunken laughs, Doug, you rule!

PS! Doug took a heavy amount of sleeping pills with his evening cocktails one night, to the point where I thought I might wake up with a literal corpse the following morning. And it made me realize, even though I would rather die myself than do somebody else's material... if Doug was indeed dead, I might have had a quick peek at his notes before I called an ambulance. That's how damn good he is.

Here is a short clip, filmed during the last night. The picture quality is horrible, but the sound is ok.

Reviews

The Fringe is nearing its end, and I'm fucking tired. I've had an awesome, awesome time, but I'm really looking forward to a few days relaxation at home now. And feeling slightly depressed and worn out, being slaughtered in a review by Chortle doesn't help. That's the second bad review I've gotten, and the second to refer to my act as "nonchalant." It's too bad I come across that way, as it really doens't match up with my self-image, but then again that's probably the case with everybody. The reviews from Hairline, the List and the Scotsman were all excellent though, and the fact that people either love or hate what I do is not news to me. Still, being slagged off towards the end of the festival feels fairly crappy.

I have four more gigs to go, as well as shorter spots at different clubs. Really looking forward to the gigs with Stanhope in London now. I need it.