Guardian? Angel

I had an extremely nice surprise wiggle through my letterbox on Saturday morning, and I’m going to share it with you all – those averse to gobsmackingly brilliant feats of self-promotion should probably look away now.

Thing is, just before Christmas the Cab Sauv performer hardcore (plus the lovely Zoe Battley of Dirty Blondes, seen below in Absolute Hell, and that’s just the name of the play)



gathered in a noisy pub to meet up with Mark Kebble, the editor of Angel Magazine. I’d pitched us to the Guardian but apparently they were busy dissing C’est Barbican instead.

Now, if you live in the Camden, Islington, Holloway, Highgate, Bloomsbury, Farringdon, Stoke Newington etc. etc. area you may be familiar with Angel – it’s one of those local free glossies that is slightly more full of interesting articles and less full of property adverts than you might expect. This month’s issue, for example, has an interview with Rowan Atkinson in it and a terrifying article on post-Christmas detox.

It also has, on page 8 or something (I dunno, I didn’t really read it, let alone make colour photocopies and laminate them for publicity and posterity) a double-page full-colour, three-photo spread about Cabaret Sauvignon. I will link to it as soon as humanly possible. Apart from their being far too much of Dave and not enough of me (plus ca change) it's a very nice article indeed.



We are super chuffed by the whole thing (especially a judicious call-out quoting Natt as saying that what we do is very like the Muppet Show) and I’ve already had two mates who live in the delivery area email me to alert me to its existence. Whether this will lead to a massive influx of audience members dressed as Miss Piggy, Fozzie etc. remains to be seen. Watch this space on Feb 4th for the answer …