the evening almanac

At a gig I did yesterday, there was a very opinionated man who wanted to talk politics. I avoided arguing with him as I'm a brilliant person and better than him, but instead I took it out on this podcast episode, which is sort of like a trauma dump. Sorry and all that. Essentially.

The title of this epside annoys me. And I wrote it. A bit about being a struggling comedian with a bad back, and a weird gig, all spoken about on shiny new equipment. Basically.

Two gigs this week. One good, one didn't really happen because of disruption. Yeah. Basically.

I gig some gigs and no feel like I'm an undiscovered talent, I dunno what to call myself, I bought a Macbook Neo and I confess something. Basically.

Sounds like I'm having a moan but in fact this is a well crafted motivational speech. Thanks. Basically.

Having a corporate job is immature. Brian McFadden's solo single was appalling. I'm not angry at anyone but myself. There. You don't need to listen to this now. Basically.

Haha trauma is funny. I mean it's not, but whatever. Basically.

Some hard home truths that came to me as an epiphany. Which is a nice way of saying I had a thought. Essentially.

A podcast episode of two halves. The first I talk about going to the Comedy Store and meeting Tim Vine and Jack Dee. The second is all about what's happening in Iran. Because I have *opinions*. You have been warned. Oh and there's a cool but hideously Ai song at the end. I'm sorry, I was mucking around with the Suno app and just shoved it in cos why not? Basically.

This is a video episode. Yes I keep on trying to do these but I actually hate them. This is what comedy does to you, it makes you record your face in your bedroom. This episode I call Stephen Fry an idiot as I'm clearly smarter than he is. Essentially.

Yes I know I haven't done a podcast for a week, but neither have you. Unless you have. A bit about a gig I did yesterday, and some news about going to the Comedy Store (not to perform, obvious-f*cking-ly). Bascially.

This is the best podcast edpisode I've ever done. Essentially.

Haven't recorded an episode for a while. What are you going to do about it, complain to the Podcasting Ombudsman? There isn't even one. You'd have to start one, then lodge a complaint and that wouldn't wash is there'd be a conflict of interest, considering you were the ombudsman, so you'd have to hope someone else complained, but they wouldn't and then you'll realis...

What a crazy week for news ans what to do about it. Kinda.

About trying to be creative in a world that doesn't want you to be. Basically.

Went to a comedy workshop, wrote some new stuff, dared to run it through the sh*t machine that's Ai. Basically.

I rant about things, mostly Harry Styles. Essentially.

It's 2026, so I'm trying video again. You don't have to watch my face talk nonsense; it doesn't really add anything to the experience, but it means that once in a while, I can upload a clip to social media. I dunno man, I'm just trying to work out how to get some traction whilst also not wanting to make the effort or put myself out there at all. I also rant about people who hav...

I’m feeling insecure so I decide to pick on a celebrity I don’t even know rather than sorting out my own sh*t. Essentially.

Important! I think I had either noise reduction turned on at the mic, or I accidentally put it on when I mastered it (I’ve done it before) so every now and again it sounds like a word is cut off. So this episode is more annoying than usual. So what’s this one about? Well, I, a man, talk about being a man. I have experience, but it doesn't mean I know what I'm talking about. Basically. Here's the a...

A braindump of thoughts, mainly about being successful and talented, lucky and rich. I mean, who cares? Basically.

Action cures anxiety, but so does napping. Mostly.

A weekend round up and some existential well-clever pondering about middle-aged destiny. Or something. Basically.

I have. gig tonight. Historically, first gigs back in January are always rubbish. Let's see. I also get annoyed about people complaining. By complaining. Mostly.

It's 5th January, and I'm already struggling with the creative pressure. Essentially.