the evening almanac

Oh, so you're sick of me complaining about comedy? Well, how about I complain about the corporate world instead? Essentially.

A full rundown of the gig I wanted to go well not going well. Of course it didn't go well. Of course. Basically.

Sorry, more about ADHD, but this time, I read out some texts, if that makes it any better? No? Ok. Basically.

Some stuff about gigs and a rant (I can't believe it) about the idiom he died doing what he loved. Is that an idiom? I have no idea. I'm stupid and I'm not looking it up. Basically.

I said I was going to delete this episode, and you know what? I didn't. I'm mad like that. Mostly.

Corporate woes got me wondering if I can sell my body online. We all know I can't. Basically.

Here's a six year review of my so-called comedy career. Essentially.

I read out some comedy ideas and call you an idiot. Bascially.

Trying something new but recording a podcast at a gig. Meh. Let's see if it works. Basically.

Gig news(ish) and existentialism(ish). I dunno. Essentially.

I'm sorry to keep taking about ADHD but when it impacts your life a lot you ned up talking about it on your semi-daily podcast. If I didn't have this podcast though, I wouldn't be talking about it, which makes you think, what came first, the ADHD or the podcast? Thanks. Basically.

Some gig talk but mostly absolute nonsense. Essentially.

Having a rant about class (again) and comedy (again) and also I read a page from Wikipedia. Essentially.

Did a gig but I end up talking about the universe. Naturally.

Sitting at my desk with my acoustic. Don't worry, it's more annoying than it sounds. Oh and we also talk about the CEO at a Coldplay concert who was caught cheating. Essentially.

An evening walk reviewing the day, that mostly involved cheese. Also gig chat. Essentially.

Did a gig. Listened to a podcast. Tried on shoes. Had salad. Bascially.

If you disagree with anything the government of the US or UK says, you're a mad conspiracy theorist. Basically.

A bit about a gig, a bit about comedy in general, and something about your mother. Sorry. Basically.

Publishing this a day late because ADHD yeah? Maybe, I dunno. A bit about a gig and some stuff about haircuts. Mostly.

A walk in the woods talking about squeezing middles. Or something. I can't remember. Maybe I'll listen back to it with you. Come round your house, force us to sit in silence as it plays. Stare at the side of your face the whole time. Get angry when you don't react appropriately to what I'm saying. That sort of normal behaviour. 800 episodes and for what? Eh? For what? Basically.

Discussing the psychology of public failure. Like I'm clever or something. Basically.

I got cut out of some promo footage - of course - and then I talk about a Jerry Seinfeld documentary. Look, I've give the whole thing away. No point in listening, now. Basically.

Did a gig to lots of children. And parents. In Ealing. Mostly.

Today the weather is hotter than your mum in the 90s. I talk about that (the weather not your mum), going out and getting angry on stage. Essentially.

Had a gig. I talk about it. Oh yeah baby. Er, basically.

Stop middling it. This phrase will make more sense when you listen to this episode. Basically.

A rare video episode about upcoming gigs and buying a leather jacket. Essentially.

Totally shattered mate. So I moan about it. Mind going ten to the dozen. Have no idea what that means. It's my podcast and I'll cry if I want to. But I don't cry. Cos I'm well hard. Basically.

Achat about financial safety nets and how they're basically needed but also a limiter. Essentially.

I don't want to be invited to your stupid boring parties anyway. Mostly.

Starting with a rant just to get warmed up the main part of this episode is talking about how women can't make gun noises. What are they doing with their lives? Essentially.

A gig update in a lovely town, a podcast recommendation and rememering early 90s TV comedy. Basically.

A "hilarious" time a at a working men's club (or something, who cares its was a dump) doing a gig to potato-headed men. Basically.

Look. A rebrand! Also some gig updates and a bit about wanting to be touched like some sort of needy creep. Or just a human, yeah? Mostly.

We talk history (kinda), motivation (kinda) and a joke (kinda) about socks. Basically.

A classic dog walk pod, but I saw a swan. Also some stuff about fashion. Essentially.

A rant about friend's being "too tired" and some praise about British culutre. Oi oi. Basically.

Gig update then some music nostalgia. Mostly.

A bit about comedy and then a whole lot of me talking about space that I know absolutely nothing about. Essentially.

I saw a sign so I talk about it. Basically.

Some personal news. This is the only thing I know how to do. Basically.

A lovely walk through the woods on a sunny spring day, so where better to complain about comedy? Exactly.

Another long hiatus because I'm lazy and awful at admin. Don't blame me, blame, actually it's me isn't it? Yep. Basically.

Back late from a mediocre gig - I was mediocre, not the gig - and just thinking out, yeah? Basically.

A tough love session last night with a well-seasoned London promoter. Essentially.

After a small hiatus because I'm disorganised, the podcast is back. We talk gigs, we talk, er, sub-cultures, we talk, actually that might be it. Basically.

Gig updates and celebrity defence. And attack. Essentially.

Gig rundown, bad back rundown, other rundowns. Mostly.

Gig recap and some nonsense about celebrities because I've lowered the bar even further. Basically.

A quick chat about 90's pr0n. Essentially.