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I am still buzzing after a great gig in York. Dr Johnny Clarke, the unofficial spokesman on behalf of the Inuit community (Get them out of there!) was on top form and had his humorous neurones trilling.
He was concerned about ‘piling on the weight’ as is evident from the photos. He needs
get back on the drugs.
He was also concerned about his age and health. He’d been to the doctors who thought he might have bronchitis or Alzheimer’s. Fortunately he did not have bronchitis.
The mouth was in fine order and still amazingly connected to the brain in some malformed manner that ensured a stream of words that were almost lucid, ever hilarious and alliterated magnificently.
This was a concert that was not for the squeamish or anyone with an aversion to the F or C words. In fact most of the concert was about Fuck and Cunt. It was hilarious.
Mike said to me on the way back that it was better than a stand-up comedy act.
Yes – Dr Johnny Clarke, the human stick insect, was like stand-up, with poems, on acid!
Afterwards he came out to sign stuff and talk in a most relaxed and pleasant manner. A great evening!!
Mike Garry was a superb support act.