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I'm a video maker, comedian and presenter. This site includes all the things that I get up to, things I make, things I like, all sorts really.

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My review of this year’s Premier League season in poetic form.

Some of the best bits from my time on the Cadbury ‘Minute To Win It’ Festival Tour. We went to Wakestock, Boardmasters, Thames Festival & Freeze Festival. Featuring celebrity guests Joe Swash, Charlie Simpson, Radio 1’s Huw Stephens and Olympic athletes Iwan Thomas & Leon Taylor.

My interview with Rio Ferdinand about the upcoming Euros.

The Death of the Open-Mic Circuit

One of the best pieces of advice I ever received about performing open-mic stand up comedy was to remember that no one really cares. If suffering from nerves or stage fright, I was told to concentrate on the overall insignificance of what I was about to do. If the gig went well, I’d make some people laugh but ultimately they’d forget my name an hour later. Conversely, if I died on my arse, I’d just be one of the many acts that did so that night and the only person that would really be bothered would be me.

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A short film about MMA star Max Nunes, made by Sam Rowland.

Me interviewing Rafa Benitez…

The first instalment of my POWER POEMS series. Shakespeare on steroids.

Me vs Coca Cola.

Stay hungry, stay foolish.

Whole Earth Catalog via Steve Jobs

What NOT to say during sex…

‘Suburban Heartbreak Blues’ by Spencer & Saunders, inspired by Bob Dylan’s ‘Subterranean Homesick Blues’

But what does it all mean Basil?

 

It’s another late night blog from me I’m afraid. You know what that means…it’s time to get philosophical, it’s time to get deep. It’s just gone 2am, the rebellious sounds of Bob Dylan are thumping out of my laptop at a volume that’s loud enough to get my blood stirring but not loud enough to get my sleeping housemates stirring. So I’m asking myself…just what does it all mean? Don’t get me wrong, I love life, I just don’t understand why it has to end. At times like these I usually find myself grasping at any phrases and proverbs I can get my hands on that can hopefully act as both a guide-rope and a torchlight and help me out of this dark cave called disenchantment. So yes, “all good things must come to an end”, and I suppose that’s true to the extent that, without an ending, nothing is ever complete. I wouldn’t want to live in a world where I live forever only to see everything I know and love die. I get that we are animals, I get that we are supposed to be here just to procreate, have a few laughs and then get the hell out of the way…but why? And if that is the lot that we must put up with, what is the secret to true happiness while we are here? 

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This is as hilarious as it is absolutely mental.

A family tribute to my brother on his 26th birthday.

There is a time when the operation of the machine becomes so odious, makes you so sick at heart, that you can’t take part; you can’t even passively take part, and you’ve got to put your bodies upon the gears and upon the wheels, upon the levers, upon all the apparatus, and you’ve got to make it stop. And you’ve got to indicate to the people who run it, to the people who own it, that unless you’re free, the machine will be prevented from working at all!

Mario Savio

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