Venue Review: Dead Comedian’s Socks

Last night I was at Dead Comedian’s Socks, ably MC’ed by Frank Cassidy. It’s downstairs at Dirty Dicks (be careful how you google that!), just by London’s Liverpool Street station. The night gets through 18 open spots of new acts or new material plus a circuit regular doing ten minutes at the end.┬áTo keep it … Continue reading

Losing my voice

I don’t mean a frog in my throat (although I have had that for a few weeks – my voice has been fading out as I talk, just like the end of a pretentious film). I mean my voice as a comic. Although technically you have to have one to lose it. I have just … Continue reading

Microphone Practice

How many comedians own their own mic and practice with it? Ideally you’d also need an amp and maybe headphones so you can get used to the sound of your own voice. Trouble is some people would never ever leave the house again if they could listen to themselves all day long. Just a random … Continue reading

Being a Wannabe

Someone asked me recently why I call this blog David Sharpe – Wannabe Stand Up Comedy. Surely I should have a bit more confidence in myself and say I am a comic, just starting out maybe, but a comic nonetheless. I said: “Thank you for the question, particularly since you are a fictional construct designed … Continue reading