bedlam updates

With several weeks to go my show is mapped out and I'm looking forward to having a most excellent comedy festival. I was surprised when I worked out I have only been having a go at stand up for four and a bit years. I'll have been having pathetic feelings about live comedy five years this June/July. Before stand up I did a Youtube thing for a few years that was similar to stand up in that it involved making a dick out of myself until I became bitter. And I have been bitter about stand up. There's a sort of magical thinking where you reckon you've made enough of an arse of yourself and things should start going your way. Doesn't work like that. I am sure there are wheel barrows of shit like a fucked train stretching into the future and and I will have to eat all of them. Anyway, who needs dignity? No I'm serious. I hear a lot of talk about "identity". More and more it seems intelligent, thoughtful people believe they have a self that needs to be res

Me and David Tulk are doing a show called Two Bearded Ladies as part of this year's Melbourne International Comedy Festival and I am looking forward to it like you would not believe. I welcome the opportunity to pack four and a bit years of stand up into a comedy bomb that will blow your dick off. You will be dickless. If you already are dickless I guess we're all good. At ease soldier. This show is represented by an amusing picture that suggests two gentlemen burdened with the need to entertain, but make no mistake, we will perform surgery on you live on stage. Obviously we'll ask what you'd like done first. Perhaps a nose job? Or would sir rather a mole removal followed by a hair cut? Yes, we also cut hair.  Yes, everyone is called Sir in our quirky fucking world.  I am sex. We've established that. it is for this reason David Tulk approached me in a bid to put together a tissue thin replica of slightly old school comedy manliness that will fall apart at t