Well, the day finally arrived. June 3, 2008. My birthday. My 32nd birthday. For 32 long years, I've walked this earth and...uh...done...um...stuff. More importantly though, June 3, 2008 was the day I got to take a trip to Memphis and see none other than Mr. Eddie Izzard.
My British friend Adam (see the RoboVampire post) exposed to me Eddie Izzard about a year ago and the first part of this year he landed tickets to see Izzard in Memphis and the US leg of his Stripped tour.
I'm not going to pretend like I know all about Eddie Izzard and give some kind of life story. Really all I know is that he dresses in drag and is funny as hell. The latter was no exception last night. The former however was.
When he first came out on stage I was, to say, a little shocked. Gone was the vinyl looking pants suit dealy (I don't know anything about transvestite clothing either), the earrings, the makeup. There he stood in jeans and a jacket (granted the jacket did have tails and a bright red lining) and my initial thought was "why isn't he in drag?" but after about 10 seconds it didn't matter.
Eddie Izzard doesn't need the drag to be funny (although it is funny) all he needs is whatever operates that mind of his. From dinosaurs in church to giraffes subtly warning each other about lions to people communicating in Latin to Moses lighting bushes on fire in the hope that God would talk to him again, Izzard didn't miss a beat.
All in all it was a great show made all the better because I got to eat awesome BBQ. Can't go wrong there.
