I’m a comic actor who spends his time on the live comedy scene as a hopelessly confused alien, Mr Susie. After trying and failing to save cabaret last year, he’s decided to have another bash at it. It’s a revamped version of last year’s show that is a surreal comedy romp through the genres of live shows (dance, magic, burlesque, etc, etc). I’m having just as much fun playing the idiotically ancient owner of the cabaret venue – Marcia Godella-Birdo – though Mr Susie is still the main guy. I’m very pleased to be joined onstage by the ridiculously talented Jayde Adams and Ali Brice, it’s great smashing around with them both.
What is the first thing people notice about you?
He’s even more bedraggled than he looks on those stupid internet clips about football.
6 things you can’t live without during the Fringe?
1. Hula Cafe on Victoria Street. The paradox of being in the land of the deep fried mars bar is that, because it’s so hard to eat healthily, I put in way more effort than I do in London. The result is a daily regime of fruit smoothies, wraps and salads.
2. Deep Fried Haggis late at night. I’m not THAT square. I love haggis.
3. Braces for my trousers. Being on the free fringe you tend to gather more coins than is normal. Last year, weighed down with hefty change and with only a useless belt keeping things up, I stepped off the bus and found my jeans around my ankles and a bus-full of people pointing at my pants. Braces keep things decent.
4. The beautiful house I live in during the festival, belonging to my wife’s aunt. It’s big, it has a lovely garden, and it’s 40 minutes out of the city, like an oasis of calm away from the chaos. I love the festival, but I love getting out of it every night too.
5. Admiring the flyering techniques on the Royal Mile. It’s a ritual, guilty pleasure, seeing the drama students pretending to be dead, or screaming in character right in your face. I once saw a young girl in a ball gown and DMs sprinting up the Mile in character, crying “HE LOVES ME, YOU BITCH!” I LOVE it. I can poke fun because I was just as twatty when I was a drama student all those years ago.
6. Relaxed licensing laws. If there’s one thing better than drinking into the small hours, catching up with lovely people who you don’t see enough of throughout the rest of the year. . .it’s getting twatted with a bunch of strangers and going clubbing wearing nothing but a pair of kebabs as shoes. Weeeeee!
Who are your Edinburgh Fringe Crushes this year?
I love everybody.
Your darkest Fringe secret?
I hate everybody.
Mr Susie’s Last Chance Cabaret
Just The Tonic at The Caves (Salvation Rooms) – Venue 88a
12 Niddry Street South, EH1 1NS
6-8, 11-15, 19-23, 25-29