George Lewis is about to take his latest show, A Man, A Plan, A Girl With Fake Tan, on tour around the UK, after a successful run at the Edinburgh Fringe. MoodyComedy had a chat with George about his current hopes and fears…
Hey George, how did your 2018 Edinburgh run go? What was the highest point (other than Arthur’s Seat of course)?
Someone recognised me in the street and asked for an autograph. Turned out to be a case of mistaken identity in the end, but it was too late, I’d already taken my permanent marker to her kid.
Do you have any worries about taking your show A Man, A Plan, A Girl With Fake Tan on tour?
My wife’s nana is coming. I worry she won’t know how to behave at a gig and half way through will shout out something supportive. But I won’t be able to control my comic instincts. I’ll come back with an absolute zinger, completely humiliating her.
How has the content or structure of the show developed since your first performance of it?
On the 5th show, I forgot a bit so put it in later and it made the show much better. It was at that moment that I realised everything in life is down to chance and there’s no point planning anything. So I immediately went out and spent the house deposit I’d been saving for 10 years.
What, or who, would be your ideal audience?
Probably a gang of dogs. Then I could just throw some biscuits at them and take the hour off. They would leave very happy and I could go and get a massage or something.
How do you like to describe your comedy style? How has it changed since you first began performing?
I like to say I’m a very sexual performer. I find that brings in a good audience. Perverts generally have loud laughs.
You’ve had a lot of experience performing in stand up competitions, what has this taught you about performing comedy?
It has taught me that there are so many amazing comedians out there, many of whom are not only talented, but lovely, kind people. And I intend to step on each and every one of them on my way to the top.
Where would you like to see yourself in a year’s time?
The thing that is keeping me up at night at the moment is the size of my baby. He’s massive. I worry that, if he keeps growing at this rate, a year from now he will be twice the size of me, but without the intellectual maturity to know he can’t just squeeze my face whenever he likes. At his current size, his face-squeezing is quite cute, even though it hurts a little bit. But a baby the size of a bear squeezing your face with all its power would result in serious harm. So, a year from now, I just pray that my wife and I are safe.