You pretty much have guaranteed laughter when you book a ticket to Ross Noble. Although I had front row tickets staring at me on screen, I still don't have a credit/mastercard, which meant I had to book in person. I also didn't have enough cash to buy 6 tickets; so called upon the assistance *cough*bankaccount*cough* of mum, who (reluctantly) agreed to pay for the tickets. We ended up with row G, and I thought, 7 rows might be a bit far back; but once again the Enmore proved to be the deceptive one, and we had a great view.
The first thing to notice, however, was the inflatable stage set. I had completely forgotten about the new sets for every tour. And this was a nice (is nice the right word?) surprise:
To me it looked like a hybrid Pokemon. We were laughing before Ross even took the stage. Usually a good sign for a great night.
And fantastic night it was! Every single thing Ross says makes your cheeks ache. Half, well all, really, is just silly ramblings. There doesn't even have to be a point and yet Ross seems to cast an instant laughter spell across the audience. 2 hours of just silly fun. And that is what I love about his shows.
Sadly I didn't have enough time to make something to leave on stage in the interval. Last time I made this:
So instead I left (to accompany the same slogan and Gandalf and Frodo figures, which, normally would perform a karate chop action, however when interpreted in a sexual manner has a very different connotation, doesn't matter...) a note with, "Taste the cuteness. *whale picture* <- cute. ♥ from your felt doll replica making friend Hannah. x"
We thought 'Taste the cuteness' (schoolies slogan, long story) would just be random as it had nothing to do with Ross' show - yet sort of fitted in somehow. I thought it was pretty cool that Ross remembered who I was from when I left the felt doll.
After the show we (staggered) out as quickly as we could to try and meet Ross at the stage door. It was only about 5 minutes from the time the show ended to the time we could get out through the crowd out of the theatre to the stage door. We waited for about 30mins-1hr. It wasn't until a staff member closed the roller door, most likely signaling that no-one would be coming out, that we realised that we must have missed Ross. It was freezing but we had fun with random photos - the end result being:
So not too bad. Still a shame we didn't get to meet Ross. Maybe next time - because clearly we have to see him every time he's touring. Clearly.
To borrow a segment from Simone at Sycophant., which I strongly urge you to check out:
A thought.
Comedy shows and outings are a lot more fun when combined with drinking.
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