This week, I was doing something a little out of my comfort zone, which is always interesting. I have done MC work before, mainly for private functions and the like. I have not ever MC'd, participated let alone witnessed a Male Review Night. Yet, on Friday the 13th 2013, there I was, dressed as Dracula (left) and egging on a nightclub full of women to the stip-tease antics of far better looking blokes.
In a way, it had a few similarities to some work I did for the Northbridge Piazza Carnival Macabre in 2012, where I basically wandered the crowds, sneaking up on unsuspecting audience participants engrossed in the proceedings both on-stage and on-screen, and scare the crap out of them. This time, I had a microphone. Dangerous.
Working with the Perth Team of Top Shelf Entertainment, who (let's face it) were taking a risk with me, I found myself effectively narrating a male strip show!
In a way, it had a few similarities to some work I did for the Northbridge Piazza Carnival Macabre in 2012, where I basically wandered the crowds, sneaking up on unsuspecting audience participants engrossed in the proceedings both on-stage and on-screen, and scare the crap out of them. This time, I had a microphone. Dangerous.
Working with the Perth Team of Top Shelf Entertainment, who (let's face it) were taking a risk with me, I found myself effectively narrating a male strip show!