Tᴡɪɴᴋʟᴇ, twinkle, would be stars,
There’s no gigs they closed the bars
Twinkle, twinkle, no nights out
Tough for comics there’s no doubt.
When the pubs and clubs are shut
There are no gigs, there’s no stand up
Nowhere you can raise a laugh,
Lead us up a giggly path.
Not that we don’t need a laugh
A glint of humour, tiny spark,
A hint of how things used to be,
The ‘funny side’ we have to see.
Meanwhile prisoned in your room
You struggle for a laugh on zoom
And wryly through the curtains peep
To see the world gone quiet, asleep.
It’s your bright and hard won laugh
Lights an audience in the dark,
Tho’ I know not where you are,
Come back soon oh little star.
The primary source of income for every comedian in the UK has been stripped away due to the impact of the Coronavirus – shutting down venues and cancelling live events. If you value live comedy as much as we do at NextUp and respect the performers who dedicate their lives to bringing us laughter – let’s band together and #hecklethevirus.
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This is one of the many #hecklethevirus initiatives setup by NextUp to help support and utilise live comedy during Coronovirus. We’ll also be streaming special gigs and doing everything in our power to help keep the circuit going and bring live comedy to the masses when people need it the most. Keep an eye on hecklethevirus.com to stay up to date.
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