More days. More festival. More shows. Although I didn’t get in to Edinburgh until the afternoon, due to having a headache in Glasgow.
I got through in time to see the magnificent, wonderful and mental Holly Burn introduce an eager audience to the various members of the H Club – Edinburgh’s least exclusive private members clubs. It’s 4.40pm at Just the Tonic at the Caves, and proves to be an essential alternative to many other acts at the Fringe, with interactivity combining with insanity to provide beautiful, unreplicable chaos.
Then straight after, and just across the road at Siglo, Matt Highton was performing his latest one-man show about a rather unusual year in his life. It includes the devil and a crack in time. A combination of charm, hair and strong writing that doesn’t let a single word or thought go to waste, Highton is another must-see. He’s free too, and at 5.45pm.
Then I played cards in a pub. So that was fun.
Shows seen so far: 21. And they’re getting better and better.
Celebrity spots: A bagel eating Michael Schumacher.
Slightly gothy/retro looking girls I’ve fallen in love with: All of them.
Scottish indie pop song of the day: Frightened Rabbit – Swim Until You Can’t See Land