Fab Cafe, Manchester, 3rd May 2009
I'm a seasoned, if somewhat lapsed, convention goer. I've done them all, the Trek cons in the mid 1980s to the big Blackpool Babylon 5 bashes in the 1990s. The last Doctor Who con I attended was the Panopticon in Manchester way back in 2002. A one day event at Fab Cafe in Manchester seemed the best way of gently easing myself back into the way of all things con wise.

"You're a bad dog baby, and I don't want you around... oh, I thought you said Gilbert O'Sullivan"
Photo courtesy of Dave Cooper
A good line up from the Classic Series of Doctor Who was present:
Frazer Hines, Colin Baker, Sylvester McCoy, Sophie Aldred, Nicola
Bryant and Mark Strickson. Which does kind of beg the question these
days as to whether they'll have anything new to say. Surely, their
anecdotes will be etched permanently on the brains of most fans of the
original series? It's entirely possible the audience will end up
reciting all the appropriate bon mots without the need of guests at
all. I suppose they'll be fresher to younger fans who've only just
decided to investigate the back catalogue of the series having seen the
new series ponce itself in all its multi-media, cross platform glory
since 2005. Still, we got some very interesting anecdotes about Mark
winning the role of Turlough and nearly being eaten by crocodiles,
chased by komodo dragons and finding John Nathan-Turner in his
Lanzarote hotel room, McCoy (looking more like Blakey from On The
Buses) on King Lear, the obligatory trouser and ferret incident and
kid's telly legend Tony Hart, Aldred on that other legend Brian Cant,
Bryant (doing a wearing sunglasses indoors Audrey Hepburn on us) on her
failed career as a ballerina and Baker... well Baker has started to
resemble Pertwee with his mane of silver hair as he nattered about
operettas. Same spiky attitude too! All had very positive things to say
about new boy Matt Smith and there was a general thumbs down for the
new series indulgence of Doctor/companion 'romance'. Don't ya just love
the stoicism of Classic Series ming-mongs! And a big thumbs up for Big
Finish which quite rightly kept the flag flying during the Wilderness
Years.
Nicola "I'm just crazy about Tiffany's" Bryant
Photo courtesy of Tim Drury
Frazer "I say Jamie, that is a BIG one" Hines
Photo courtesy of Tim DruryHowever,
the question here is not how entertaining the guests were, and, by and
large, I did enjoy the Frazer Hines and Mark Strickson chats for, in
the former, the lovely, finger fiddling impressions he did of Pat
Troughton and, in the latter, a interesting jaunt through his wildlife
film-making career since resigning from the role of Turlough.
Conventions have moved on from the days when you'd go and watch new
episodes of whatever show you were into and swap fanzines, because
they've had to, and they are now more about being able to meet people
in conducive surroundings whilst also being able to pop into a panel
discussion when you feel like it. They are about social interaction and
even a one day event such as this must recognise that it's as much
about friends meeting up and having a natter than it is watching Colin
Baker and Sylvester McCoy play a version of Who Wants To Be A
Millionaire no matter how much fun it might be. It's still great to see
those we have loved interacting with fans and overall each panel was
entertaining but I just wish it had taken place in more convivial
surroundings. In the background, 21st century social interaction was in
full flight as instant reactions hit the web via Twitter and I wonder
how Twitter, Twitpic, Facebook, MySpace, vodcasts, podcasts et al will
impact on one day gatherings such as these. Perhaps we should just hold
a virtual con on Twitter? You'd be £25 better off for a start. Mind
you, you wouldn't get McCoy and Baker recreating the playful antagonism
that existed between Pertwee and Troughton that kept many of us
convention whores entertained back in the day.
Mark Strickson trying not to say 'fuck' every five minutes with strategic positioning of pintPhoto courtesy of Dave Cooper
"I'll get you Baker" (c) Behind the Sofa Comedy Department
Photo courtesy Dave Cooper
The
huge problem that Fab Cafe had yesterday was that it is simply too
small a venue to cope with an over-subscription of attendees. I
personally felt like one of several hundred East European prostitutes
crammed into a shipping container, suffocating to death on the rank,
Flanders like stench from the venue's loos and, no doubt, from various
orifices during the long, often frustrating, hot day. This was then
compounded by having the signing sessions about ten minutes down the
road at the Tiger Lounge, the kitschier cousin to the Fab Cafe, where
the great British tradition of queuing was defiantly upheld as we
waited for guests to sign bagfuls of merchandise in the environs of
what looked like a lap dancing club. And that's no exaggeration as some
attendees were clearly intent on getting the remaining contents of
Zaavi covered in florid handwriting by a, shall we say, slightly grumpy
Colin Baker. Me, I just admired the Tretchikov paintings on the wall
and gossiped with the Behind The Sofa triad.
Eastern European prostitutes, yesterday
Photo courtesy Dave Cooper
Its
heart was definitely in the right place but the Fab Cafe's one day
event did remind me of how frustrating conventions and similar events
can get when guests don't arrive on time and you haven't got a plan B
up your sleeve, the venue is overcrowded to the point where you would
quite happily walk out the door in a strop, the loos resemble a WW1
trench, egos and self-importance are flying all over the place (and
that's just the fans) and the organisers don't communicate the reason
for the delays. It was probably a nightmare to organise and my
sympathies do go to Erica Egerton of the DWAS Liverpool group for
trying to hold all this together. My suggestion, if you indeed want it
Erica, would be to find yourself a better venue or at least organise
within your means and not oversell the event.
Pictures courtesy of the very fabulous Dave Cooper and Tim Drury
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