God will be appearing in Howard Read: Hide & Speak at the Edinburgh Fringe and in preview dates throughout June & July. For more details visit ww...
I've been a professional juggler for almost 30 years. I've worked hard to redefine peoples preconceptions of my artform, and show that it can be as fun, dramatic, beautiful, silly, elegant or thrilling as any other art. And this year, somehow, I've ended up hosting my own West End show.
I explained to them that I actually understand and agree that many of the people on whose behalf Amnesty work are probably guilty. Guilty of insulting the president, guilty of being gay, guilty of standing up for women's rights. I explained that it's often repressive laws that puts many of the people on whose behalf Amnesty work behind bars.
I'm often asked if it's okay for a black/Jewish/Muslim comedian to make jokes about their race/religion or for a woman to talk about how bad her boyfriend is in bed bearing in mind that when men speak in a derogatory fashion about their wives or girlfriends it's considered sexist... The question is, have we become too sensitive? Are we already looking for offence when it doesn't actually exist?
After a particularly poor session on youTube watching interviews with The guy who interviews people who interview people, or more likely a compilation video of people falling over, you'd be forgiven for thinking you have finished the Internet.
It probably seems a little bit rich for someone who hasn't exactly made it as a stand-up (Hyphen? Space? One word? Who knows?) comedian to be blogging about what they think makes a good stand-up and passing judgement on the subject. But never mind...
It's exam season: tensions are high, caffeine levels are high, hell, you might even be high. We're pretty sure you may be needing some light relief...
The way it works is that you'd still have the same amount of hours in a week as you do now (168) but only six days in a week. So we could get rid of Monday altogether. Which is fine, because Mondays are stupid. Only The Bangles would be upset about losing Mondays, and they've already made their money
The growing interest in American TV as a substitute for our own is not simply an idiosyncrasy, it signifies of Britain's failure to keep pace with the cultural market. The relative incompetence of home-produced programming becomes apparent in the context of the global marketplace - beyond the iPlayer horizon, Britain is punching well above its weight.
In a moment of madness I decided to take on the challenge thrown down to us after last year's Funny Women Challenge to celebrate our 10th Anniversary by training up 10 business women to perform stand up, and take on the men! Sounds relatively simple, doesn't it? We'd done it several times before, albeit not on such a large scale, and the men seemed 'well up for it'...
Even the gallant men who try to champion the older woman 'case' still fall into the trap of using looks as a barometer for acceptance. Lovely David Dimbleby was quoted as saying "Women mature elegantly and better than men very often. I don't think age should be a factor for women appearing on television."
When the song finished she introduced me to the group and stated that I was a comedian. I winced, fretting that now everyone would be nervous of me, assuming me to be the woman who has come to mock their faith. They didn't judge however, simply smiled and welcomed me in.
On Thursday morning I overheard a group of senior citizens discussing whether or not Eddie McGuire was racist. They decided that he was not, and that calling someone an ape was not racist, and they were quite upset that the whole thing was an issue at all.
So two months ago I decided it's finally time I got a "real job" I've had a crack at show biz and it just hasn't worked out.
A head teacher has given his pupils the ultimate reward for working hard by doing one of those "so cringe I can't stop watching" performances and Gang...
Students' hair dos are becoming a hair don't after their school banned "pompadour" hairstyles made famous by Elvis Presley and more recently, TOWIE's ...
After yesterday's concerning news three siblings got through 12 years of school without EVER pulling a sickie, we thought we'd show them just what the...
I haven't yet settled down and binged my comedy guts out on Arrested Development's new episodes, opting instead for a comparatively restrained viewing of the first two episodes last night. I'm not sure how the rest of the run pans out, but those opening episodes have left me fairly confident of a few things:
This morning I woke up in Lewes. Sober. Almost immediately I cracked my nose on the fridge door. Then I made a cup of tea only to find I'd used an Ear...
Bill Pertwee, who died recently, always cited Dad's Army as his best work. He knew it would endure, he said. And how it has. Always voted in the t...
Extremists on both sides have a shared agenda: division, distrust, anger and violence. The answer is not for us to move further from one another, crouched in opposing fortresses constructed from vindictive words. We need now to move closer to one another, to understand one another.
From slinky, sensuous, sexy, silk lingerie, to rough textured coats, us humans cannot shop or even 'browse shop' without touching clothes around us. Surrounded by the array of textures, colours and fabrics we cannot help our selves but touch or pick up the piece of clothing. This is almost like a drug!
Such is the tedium served up these days, making stark the realisation that the bile and satire of 30 years ago has vanished. Watching such inchoate comedy (I'm not sure it's even stand-up) is like having your leg humped by a glove puppet: it's attention grabbing but without the necessary aggression which is key to the best comedy.
A student's hiking trip took a turn for the worst as she was handcuffed and restrained by 35 rescuers after taking too many mushrooms on the top of a ...
Some people may dread that women will come on and talk about periods. I don't. I dread that the next 20 something white middle class male will come on and do some inadvisable and ill-conceived material on rape or pedophilia or something being LITERALLY the funniest thing that ever happened, when it LITERALLY is not.
