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Okay, following on from what I just said in my previous post, I may have found a tiny spark of fandom glee. David Tennant kissing John Barrowman at Comic Con. EEEEEE!

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I want to say lots of wonderful things about this radio play, but unfortunately I'm struggling to think of anything. You guys know how much I love my Torchwood, but I have to be honest. I thought it was boring, I thought it sounded unrehearsed and I thought it was a sad waste of forty-odd minutes that could have been used to hook some news fans. Don't get me wrong, there was potential there, but on the whole it fell flat.

The first problem was the lack of jeopardy. I, at no point, felt at all worried, about anyone, and when you consider I get palpitations at the mere thought of anything happening to my Ianto, that really is saying something.

Basically, it was a nice idea, but the writing let it down. Unrealised concept and dialogue that felt off. At times I wondered if Gareth and Eve felt the same way, because they did not sound like Gwen and Ianto. John was just John, bless him. He did his best with the little he had to work with.

The humour was all wrong. It wasn't Torchwood humour. There was a major opportunity for some classic comedy near the start in the SUV scene, and while I did find it amusing, it didn't make me laugh out loud. Again, the writing was off.

I'm going to make a bit of an unfair comparison now, but hopefully you'll get what I mean. Compare Asylum with the fantastic, recently released audio book Sin Eaters and what you see (hear?) is a half-arsed piece of fiction that would sell a maximum of ten copies on CD if it didn't star the Torchwood cast.

Asylum Verdict: I want to end on a positive note so I'll just advise you to rush out and buy Sin Eaters instead, a piece Torchwood kit every fan should own.

I'm supposed to to be under radio silence while I finish my essay, but I needed to pop my head up briefly to tell you about last night.

kitty_poker1 and I went to see John Barrowman in concert at the Royal Albert Hall. I'm not completely sure what I expected, but I am sure that I got more. He was absolutely wonderful. His singing was powerful, his dancing wonderfully camp and choreographed with the other dancers, and his little stories between songs were hilarious. I can happily say that Kitty and I had the most fantastic evening. It was well worth every penny of the ticket price and I would see him again in a flash.

The Royal Albert Hall was amazing. I'd never been there before and, as it turns out, John had never done a show of his own there before. You could see immediately that he was awed by it, then he made us all shout a word and then ran off giggling that he'd just made the Royal Albert Hall shout 'SHITE!'.

I nearly cried twice. First time when he dedicated a song to his dogs who had passed on and photos of them flashed up in the background. Second time when Daniel Boys sang Somewhere over the Rainbow, because that's the song my sister sang and recorded for our brother's memorial. And by the way, I'm so buying Daniel's album because he is an awesome talent. The duet with John was unbelievable.

At the end of the evening, John got a standing ovation and after a moment there was some murmuring from the front rows and I couldn't work out what they were 'ahhh'ing about until I heard John's voice crack. He cried into his towel, bless him, which nearly started me off again. But typical John, afterward, he blew his nose loudly into the towel and gave it to a girl in the audience.

Highlight of the evening? The leather kilts and John's parents dancing onstage with him.

Overall verdict: I wish we'd booked more than the one date. Should have gone to Brighton, too. And Cardiff.


Right, I'm going under again. Will be able to catch up with comments and stuff owed in a day or two.

I'm back from The Hub 2. I'm tired, my throat hurts, my voice is nearly gone and I'm almost totally broke. But I had the most awesome time. Everything was right and nothing was wrong. It was everything I dreamed it would be. I'd like to do a coherent report, but my eyes are rolling up into my head so I'll apologise now for the typos and randomness.

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Recs first.

Compromise by sam_storyteller -- Jack/Ianto

After the Beacons, Ianto's inner censor is offline and Jack refuses to go home. German expressionism ensues.

Post Countrycide fics are among my favourites in this fandom and this is the one I feel I've been waiting for all my life. As always with this author, it's beautifully written with perfect character voices, bouncing dialogue and interesting narrative. Plus, it proper hits the H/C buttons.


Children of Time is a relatively new Doctor Who/Torchwood fic archive run by our very own shannon730. Clear, well orgainised and thought out, it rivals and, in my opinion, betters A Teaspoon and an Open Mind.


It's Spander comm bloodclaim's 5th birthday coming up (tomorrow?) and in celebration of this, the gorgeous and talented literati has posted a big batch of Spander icons. Lit is a good friend of mine, but putting that aside for a brief moment, these are the best Spander icons I've seen in a very long time.


Now on to the chatter.


I took my iPod to work yesterday and I have now therefore listened to John Barrowman's new album, Music, Music, Music twelve trillion times. Along with the two tracks I mentioned last time, What About Us? and I Know Him So Well, I am now completely in love with the grand campness of I Am What I Am and the quiet Angel which I'm positive will make me cry if it catches me at the wrong/right moment.

Does anyone else find this news story about Gay Penguins Stealing Eggs absolutely heartbreaking?

And speaking of eggs:

Just watched John Barrowman on The Paul O'Grady Show. These aren't normal endearments to use on a grown man, but John was enchanting and radiant. He was incredibly funny, as always, and his single What About Us? was brilliant. I love that cute little jiggy dance he does. Auw.

I'm so smitten.


And kitty_poker1 has corrupted me with dragon eggs. We met for lunch today and we got some very funny looks from the adjacent table when Kitty squealed, 'And when they crack it's so exciting!' Haha, it's okay, we always manage to make some sort of scene. At least this time it wasn't a discussion about Superman bending Nightwing over any available surface.

Clicky my brand new shiny eggs please?

kitty_poker1 and I are going to see John Barrowman at the Royal Albert Hall in June next year. OMFGSQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

I'm so excited, I just had to come back online in the I'm a Celebrity advert break to have a little squee.

Also excited about the following:

Going to see my sister and mum tomorrow.

My plush Adipose just arrived.

I only have 8,800 words left of NaNo.


I'm going offline again now to watch Celeb (I feel very sorry for Timmy; George or Joe to win!) and then I must go pack and have an early night. Speak to you all probably Sun night when I get back from my sister's.

One more time: SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!