The Face - Jo Litson talks with Paul Livingston aka FlaccoPublished in the Weekend Australian May 19 - 20 2001 Projects have a habit of sneaking up on Paul Livingston. Before he knows it, he finds himself involved in a painful act of creation that he didn't initiate and which requires wrestling to the ground. Often he finds he hates the task thus foisted upon him, but when the deed is finally done, he is glad he pulled it off. Livingston hadn't comtemplated writing a novel, for example, until Penguin suggested he do so. He said no, but then he couldn't get the idea out of his head. Three agonising years later, in 1988, The Dirt Bath was published. So too, penning a play hadn't crossed his mind until Livingston happened to tell his agent the jaw-dropping perverse, true story of Sigmund Frued and Wilhelm Fliess's barbaric nasal operations, conducted as supposed cures for sexual diseases, among other conditions. His agent thought it would make a good play and spoke to Company B Belvoir. "And the next thing I was going to a meeting to pitch this idea that I didn't really have," says Livingston with a genial chuckle. "And I got the job!" The resulting play is Emma's Nose, a darkly comic piece about blind, obsessive love and crackpottery, directed by Neil Armfield and starring Jacek Koman and Tyler Coppin. Even though the subject matter is "pretty nasty", Livingston has made sure there is a lot of fun to be had as well. "I can't help it, it's a way of looking at things," he says. "I've never done anything serious. Even when I went to art school and was a pretentious 19-year-old, my paintings still made people laugh. I always wanted to be the cool guy but it never quite happened. Andrew Denton calls Livingston "Australia's leading renaissance fool". He has worked as an animator, performed in films such as Babe II and Reckless Kelly and in stage productions such as the Sydney Theatre Company's The Government Inspector, directed by Armfield. He also produces a regular cartoon for The Australian Magazine, The Flacco Files. But most people know him as his cult comic creation Flacco, a verbal gymnast with a wondrously absurb, sorrowful take on life. You can see why Vincent Ward cast Livingston as a medievel monk in his acclaimed film The Navigator. With his boiled-egg pate, soulful eyes, fine nose and elastic cheelks, which he can balloon with the greatest of ease, Livingston does have a look of times past. In fact, his head sat very well on Flacco's Elizabethan get-up, recently abondoned in favour of something a little more modern. He talks quietly but incisively. As our interview goes on he becomes progressively funnier. In fact, by the end you'd dearly love to quote the whole lot verbatim, if only space permitted. Livingston, now 45, didn't find his way into comedy until he was 29. Flacco took his first tentative steps in 1986 but was unleashed in 1988 when Denton gave him his big break on Blah Blah Blah. Since then, Flacco has pretty much taken over Livingston's career. Livingston tried to retire him in 1997 "but no one noticed". In 1999, however, he was lured back to life by Channel Ten to perform with the Sandman (aka Stephen Abbott) on Good News Week Night Lite. Abbott has become a close friend over the years and Flacco and the Sandman, one of the oddest couples in Australian comedy, recently hit the road together. "I was happy to let the character go forever but he won't go away," says Livingston. "I accept that now and I'm not never trying to kill him off. I accept him and I enjoy him." But only after a few modifications. Of the Elizabethan gear, he says: "I would do anything to hide Paul Livingston because I was chronically shy. Now I'm just regular shy. When I brought Flacco back after the retirement period it had to be on Paul Livingston's terms. I was sick of the Elizabethan version, this screaming maniac which I'd been doing for almost 10 years and I told myself that after 40 I wasn't wearing tights on stage. So I got a really nice suit. Flacco is now half of me and half of him, so it's a compromise and much more enjoyable." Working with the Sandman has also boosted his enjoyment. "I don't think I could go on the road on my own anymore. It's a sad life, a young person's life, and you need to drink to get by, and I don't drink much anymore. "When we're on the road we stay in the best hotels. We get there a day early and we eat at the best restaurant in town. We make less money but we enjoy the process. We do the gentleman's tour." Fortunately, Abbott shares Livingston's taste for negativity. Looking on the bad side means he is never disappointed, says to Livingston. "It's always better than I expect. Mostly I look on the negative side of life but I'm not miserable ... I don't want to be happy all the time, I'd be miserable if I was. "Australians are great whingers and I enjoy a good whinge even when things are really good. In my relationship with the Sandman, even when things are going really well, we like to complain. It's our fuel, it keeps us going." And Livingston needs plenty of fuel, given that he gets very little sleep. He has long been an insomniac. "I'm always tired. I've been tired for 25 years. Insomnia is a very intriguing thing to have. Maybe it does feed my imagination, because I'm always suffering fromlack of sleep, so there are strange thoughts going through my mind 24 hours a day. "I haven't been to sleep clinics because the idea of going to sleep in front of somebody doesn't appeal to me, but I've tried all the pills and you simply get used to them and they don't work anymore. So what can I do? It could he stress and no exercise but you have to draw the line somewhere. I've never done an exercise in my life and I'm not about to start." Writing The Dirt Bath and Emma's Nose was also grist for the mill. Writing a novel was just as lonely and miserable as Livingston had anticipated. Writing a play was no better. He compares it to running a marathon. "It's a horrible thing to do. You feel very sick and tired and confused at the end of it but, for some absurd reason, you feel proud of crossing the line." He managed it with the help of the Australian National Playwrights Conference, where Emma's Nose was workshopped last year. Sitting in an audience watching other actors perform his work proved more nerve- wracking than doing it himself. "My heart was beating out of my chest the whole way through, whereas when you're on stage that goes away. I hated the experience but it was extremely valuable." He will no doubt be squirming in his scat during the Company B Beivoirproduction of the play in Sydney, wishing he was anywhere else. Difficult though he often finds writing skits for Flacco, having written that material, the pleasure is in performing it. "Which is the weird thing about writing a play," says Livingston. "I hated writing it and I can't watch it, so where does the pleasure come in?" Enma's Nose runs at Sydney's Belvoir St Theatre unti]June 14. Mr MischiefPublished in the TV WeekRove McManus has plenty of reasons to beam his cheeky grin. He's
very much in love with his girlfriend, All Saints star Belinda Emmett, and he loves the
second series of his late-night Network Ten show Rove Live almost as much! The Hot SeatThree local television personalities are doing battle for the title of talk-show host with the most, writes Ben Holgate.Published in the Weekend Australian on January 13 - 14 2001 Matthew Hardy is looking comedian Anthony Morgan directly in the eye across the cheap desk on the cheap studio set for the pay-TV tonight show The Big Schmooze. Hardy, also a comedian, loves playing the audience for laughs - hell, they even ply the 100-odd punters with free beer and whine before the show. And Hardy's forever taking the piss out of himself, lounging back in a chair draped with wooden beads, the kind you usually see under a sweaty taxi driver. Morgan has made thousands of people laugh over the years. But he's not making Hardy laugh tonight. Whatever the host asks him, the guest gives a surly reply. Hardy had been warned. "He's famous for having a bad attitude," his production staff had told him. And then Morgan's fax had arrived. Hardy's team had asked for five topics to use as feeders for the interview the Melbourne comic's list included European agriculture, treated pine and smoothness. "I can handle him," the host blithely instructed his troops. His verdict now" "I was wrong." It was one of the many lessons for Hardy last year as host of his show on Foxtel's Comedy Channel. And he wasn't the only on learning on the job. Two other television personalities debuted weekly chat shows on the box in 2000 - Rove McManus, with another classic format variety tonight show, Rove Live, on the Ten Network; and former Good News Week's Julie McCrossin on her intimate, more serious-minded McCrossin, on the ABC. Hardy, 31, may be the fresh face, but the better-known McManus, at 26 the youngest of the trio, and McCrossin, 46 , are equally concerned about their potential success. In the rough-and-tumble world of TV, it's tough enough to get a show up in the first place, let alone have it run a number of seasons. And when you're coming after such greats as Graham Kennedy, Johnny Carson, David Letterman, Jay Leno, Don Lane (hey, the Lanky Yank did have eight long years) and Michael Parkinson...well, just how damn good do you have to be? "Someone out of the new breed....is going to have to be the one who stays," says Hardy, before musing: "whether Rove is the one...." McManus, however, has no illusions. "I have achieved a lot at a young age. My shelf-life could be quite short," he says matter-of-factly. "It's a very cutthroat industry, which I learned last year." That was 1999, when the Nine network allowed his 12-month contract to lapse, despite having made two 10-episode seasons of the first incarnation of his show. But 2000 saw the Melbourne-based McManus back in favour, big time. All three commercial networks, including the regretful Nine, went courting and he eventually struck a deal with Ten, for which he made 10 shows late last year. The network has commissioned another 13 for 2001, starting early next month. The traditional tonight show format is an evergreen that hasn't really changed since it was invented by Pat Weaver (father of Sigourney) when he was head of America's NBC network in the late 1950's: a host (almost always male) dressed conservatively in a suit and tie sitting behind a desk, a couch or lounge chairs for celebrity guests to sit and chat, a house band, musical acts and comedy in between. A few rebels - such as McManus and Andrew Denton before him - have tinkered around the edges, dispensing with the tie, desk and house band, but by the large the formula has stuck. "We're not trying to reinvent the wheel or anything like that," says McManus. "I don't have for a second have people try to believe we're doing something that's never been done before. The difference is, it's me in the chair - and that's what makes the show. The shows are host driven." He couldn't be more correct. Steve Vizard, who hosted Tonight Live five nights a week for four years in the early 90s, says: "The main element is the host, because at the end of the day it's the host you're watching, and it's the host who reflects the audience's position on life. If they don't trust that person or like that person, the show is doomed (to) failure." Plenty of variety show corpses began as promising and previously successful talents. Think Mick Molloy, Russell Gilbert and Tim Ferguson most recently. So what makes a host rise above the pack? "To a great extent they're born to it," says McCrossin series producer Marion Bennett, who has also worked on Denton, Midday and with Parkinson. "They have an ability to engage people, they're interested in people. It's a very rare skill. Not many people have it." However, there is another view. "Most of the people who have run these sorts of shows for a long time and were successful were regarded as tyrannical," says Frank Holden, who hosted IMT from 1996 to 1998. "Bert Newton came on my show once. He's been a good friend. He said" 'Have you got your hands on the reins? Are you driving the thing?' I said: "No, I'm not.' He said: "The show will rise or fall on your performance'," says Holden, now a regular actor on the ABC drama Something in the Air. "You have to be hard boss and not work with idiots or fools." He says his time on IMT - which Nine owner Kerry Packer began in an attempt to revive Kennedy's legendary In Melbourne Tonight - was troubled because Executives kept fiddling with the time slot as well as the format: "We stated with John Farnham's backing band. Someone said it wasn't good enough, and said we needed a big band. Then we had dancers. Then we had big set changes. All of which were very expensive." Another "mistake" was that "the show was treated as a testing ground for other talent" under contract to the network, he says. McManus, too, admits to his share of problems in his early TV career, discovering that, as host, "it's your balls on the line." He adds: "Sometimes there are outside influences where you're not happy." So when Nine asked him to produce his own show, he jumped at the offer. "It helps when you don't have a thousand people pulling you every which way. "The way I look at producing is for myself," he says. "It makes for a better creative environment when you have the ability to create your own product. I don't see it as some overseeing warlord or dictator." Through his company Roving Enterprises, McManus is backed up by executive producer Craig Campbell - who quit Nine to join him - and guest and segment producers. The team liaises closely with Ten's head of programming David Mott. McManus's producing credit sets him apart from Hardy, McCrossin and most TV hosts, who are effectively hired guns, and his ambition was apparent early on. "He was much more focused on getting to a free-to-air audience," says Vizard, who employed McManus on the Comedy Channel (Vizard is a board member) before McManus joined Nine. It's been well documented that McManus was plucked out of obscurity at a Melbourne stand-up comedy club by producers for the community TV station Channel 31, where he hosted a new variety show, The Loft, in 1997. But afterwards, he worked on the Comedy Channel's stand-up comedy series Headliners, and in 1998 hosted game show Dilemma for 13 half-hour episodes. "We were grooming him to be our next tonight show host, " laments Elisa Tranter of Red Heart Productions, which produces The Big Schmooze. "But Channel Nine (made) him an offer he couldn't refuse." The Comedy Channel's loss was Hardy's gain. The Melburnian left for Britain in 1993, where he established himself as a comedian, and returned home last February with nothing lined up. Fortunately, he had kept in touch with old friend and fellow Melbourne comic Dave O'Neil, who with Kate Langbroek had been hired by Tranter to be resident comics on a new tonight show. Tranter, The Big Schmooze's executive producer, says O'Neil and Langbroek suggested Hardy and, after auditioning "various talents", the prodigal son was put on in April. "I'm absolutely loving this job," says Hardy, who gained some TV and radio experience in England and writes the show's material with O'Neil and Mark O'Toole. Initially, he tried experimenting with the tonight show format - interviewing people in the audience, wearing a T-shirt, no desk - but found these variations wouldn't work. "There were some shit shows at first," he admits. Thirty one-hour shows later, he's looking forward to this year's second season. But ideally he'd like The Big Schmooze to be broadcast live rather than pre-recorded, as it is now. Vizard, who is chairman of Red Heart and has given Hardy a few host tips, such as how to treat prickly guests, can sympathise. "There's nothing like the buzz of going to a national audience live," he says. McCrossin knew just that form her five years at Good News Week, the weekly satire she helmed with host Paul McDermott and Mikey Robins. McCrossin is virtually the opposite of the loud, raucous GNW. As host, McCrossin asks three guests intensely personal questions on that episode's particular theme, such as the second generation of famous parents, Aboriginal heroes, or being gay - all crammed within half an hour. "My ideal is, the next day people [viewers] find themselves involuntarily thinking about last night," says McCrossin. "We're seeking to draw out personal emotional stories, or actual experiences. So it's not an analysis program." Executive producer Mark Fennessy, whose Crackerjack Productions also makes the ABC comedy program BackBerner, was attracted to McCrossin's background as a broadcaster on ABC Radio National's Life Matters, and her 15 years as a convener of panel discussions for community meetings, training seminars, corporate conferences and the like. "I thought that was a very interesting combination of talent and skills," says Fennessy. "She wanted to move away from her image on Good News Week. She felt she was stereotyped as a comedic performer." McCrossin says the panel discussions are "my main life" and TV "a hilarious variable". The irony of her high-profile TV career is that both shows fell into her lap after calls from executive producers she had never met: Ted Robinson for GNW, and Fennessy, who contacted her in mid-2000 after the ABC had invited submissions for a talk program to canvass big ideas. The show's driving force is Fennessy, series producer Marion Bennett and associate producer Lesley Holden, who flesh out the themes and guests, and discuss them with McCrossin during a weekly production meeting. The producers also decided to promote McCrossin - so heavily, in fact, that the studio set includes no less than 27 portraits of the beaming host; the effect is a bit like watching Oprah on acid. "I saw the set for the first time when 1 came to record the first show. I'm a normal person: it is almost overwhelming to enter a room that is so intensely about you," says McCrossin. But although "the show is marketed around my identity, it will rise or fall on my capacity to engage the guests and the audience". Watching her continually play to the small audience and build an instant rapport with guests during a taping at Sydney's Gore Hill studios, there's no doubt she engages everyone. But whether she has similarly charmed ABC management remains to be seen - the broadcaster is yet to commission a new series after 2000's seven episodes. The show owes its spark to McCrossin's unerring ability to ask penetrating questions, quite literally getting straight to the heart of a matter. As she points out: "I've been interviewing people for nearly a quarter of a century." McCrossin, like Hardy, can benefit from having their bloopers edited out of the prerecorded shows. But then, perhaps McManus has the best gig, going out truly live with no safety net. When he makes a mistake, he has to admit it. "I wouldn't want to perform any other way. 1 think this type of format works very well live. Some of the best human and entertaining television happens when something goes wrong," he says. Vizard once got a rude awakening, so to speak, after failing asleep while suppos- edly interviewing fashion designer Prue Acton. "I ended up having three kids during the show," he says of starting a family. "I was just knackered." In his defence, Vizard was also producing Tonight Live and other shows. "All the best moments are unexpected - unexpectedly good, or unexpectedly bad." Foxtel is part-owned by News Limited, publisher The Weekend Australian. Paul's new wise crack...by Cathy McQueen.......City Weekly 7/12/00 Paul McDermott is sitting on a couch in the foyer of the ABC at Ultimo. Actually, "sitting" probably isn't the most apt of descriptions. Wriggling, squirming, twisting, jerking and writing like a hyperactive child would perhaps be more accurate. "These chairs are so uncomfortable, have you ever noticed?" he announces. What can you do but agree? McDermott is here to promote his book, The Forgetting Of Wisdom, but at the risk of sounding totally paranoid, it is possible he also has another, secret agenda: to make his (unfortunate) interviewer feel like she has an IQ a few notches less than your average amoebae.(in this he succeeds brilliantly.) McDermott is a tough interview subject. Whether it's because he hates doing them, or because we've caught him on a bad hair day (which is highly possible, although his hair suits him), but you get the distinct impression that he doesn't really want to be here. He actually tries to escape a few times during the course of questioning, by running off to talk to old colleagues who are passing by. Thanks to his book, a very dark and profounded collection of McDermott's philosophical musings on like, the universe and the lifecycle of cockroaches, it is likely there will be a few more interviews just like this one on the agenda in the next few weeks. (Whatever you do, do not yawn at any point during a McDermott interview: it is a very dangerous thing to do and is inviting trouble......just ask our photographer). The dominant impression that emerges from reading The Forgetting Of Wisdom is that McDermott's view of life is very black indeed. The book is a collection of the columns he penned for magazines in The Australian and The Sun Herald, loosely ordered according to subject matter. McDermott agrees the collection is black, but it is highly likely his view or life is not quite as dark as his columns would have you believe. "yeah, they're meant to be very black,"he says. "I did it purposely to be in opposition to the usual Sunday magazine fare-that happy go lucky, light stuff you read". So does he enjoy being a columnist? "I find sometimes that because {my writing} has to be tailored to Sunday magazine style, it has to be less abrasive-so I can't write about bestiality or necrophilia,: he says. Now that Good News Week the satirical cult show that shot McDermott to superstar status, has officially ended,he is in equal parts "sad and joyful" but at anything but a loose end. "I'm looking at doing more television for channel 10 next year,' he says. McDermott is proud of GNW's achievements over its five-year lifespan: :"it was a very valuable show-it provided a number of performers with a very good outlet for expression that they might not have otherwise had", but remains somewhat baffled by the almost religious following it engendered among some viewers. "I just don't understand obsession at all- I find it fascinating, but its is quite bizarre", he says. Obsessional fans-groupies- are just one of the hassles that McDermott has learned to live with over the years. "You cope," he says. "it goes all the way back to the {Doug Anthony All Stars} days and you just learn to deal with it". Stalking? "Yeah, stalking, a few times..scary, really bizarre stuff." So what was this highly intelligent, multitalented performer like as a child, growing up in the sterile environs of Canberra? "Well, my father had all these big plans for me- he wanted me to go down the welsh mines, but all I wanted to do was dance, dance , dance. Then they closed down all the mines and I was still dancing..." The Forgetting Of Wisdom costs $19.95. According to the author it is "a very good book that took me a long time to write and would make a great Christmas present and great holiday reading". Strength Lies in engagementNow Good News Week is over, its time for Julie McCrossin to inform. Simon Yeaman reports. The Good News Week gang may be back on Ten next year in a new show - but Julie McCrossin suspects she wont be part of it. "Good News Week Productions is putting bids in, to my understanding, to more than one network at the moment. I may have a role, but its less likely, I think," she says. "Ted Robinson (GNW producer) says he wants to talk to me next year but my expectation is now the quiz show format is absolutely gone, its likely to go more into the comedy music format - and thats not my strength." Away from TV, McCrossin is also an author, journalist, master of ceremonies, conference speaker and ABC Radio National broadcaster. "Ive been taken on for another year with Life Matters (her social issues radio show) and I love that work," she says. "My expectation is Ill stick with the ABC on radio and, if theres more television, great." Since Good News Week vanished from television, McCrossin, who says the GNW team was to "over-exposed" and endured too many timeslot changes to succeed commercially, has returned to ABC-TV to present her own self-titled late-night chat show. Each week, three guest speak on an issue or theme to which they are all connected in some way. Theres also a musical act. Next weeks episode features rugby leagues Ian Roberts, Tasmanian senator Bob Brown and opera singer Deborah Cheetham talking about their experiences as public figures coming out. McCrossin is a lesbian - "something Ive been open about since the late - 70s. The following weeks show will have comedians Mikey Robins, Magda Szubanski and Shaun Micallef talking about life in the funny lane. McCrossin says that while the show aims to entertain, it also hopes to stimulate. "Were trying to bring a journalistic edge to a chat show," she says. "I dont think at the moment, outside of daytime television in Australia, which tends to be very fast and reasonably superficial because of the time allocation, there are many outlets where Australians can listen to each other reflecting on issues and ideas. "I actually enjoy Parkinson. I quite like the meeting people but again its (Parkinson) pretty much focused on entertainment. "Were endeavoring to engage them (viewers) through entertainment but over the weeks I want people to come away thinking." McCrossin screens on ABC-TV at 10pm on Tuesdays. Published in Adelaide Advertiser Wednesday 13 December, 2000 Nowhere to HideOne door slams shut, another creaks open. With Good News Week now old news, Paul McDermott opts for the authors life. Story Greg Callaghan Published in the Weekend Australian, The Australian Magazine November 25 26, 2000 So now that Paul McDermott is out of a regular job, what's he up to? Well, for starters, he's written a book, The Forgetting of Wisdom, to be published this week- but if you're expecting seamy showbiz revelations in the grand kiss-and-tell style, you'll be disappointed. Instead, McDermott turns the spotlight on the dark, brooding coils of his own inner life, and blends this with some pert social commentary. 'I probably exposed a little too much of myself in that damned book," he says thoughtfully over a pot of Irish breakfast tea in a cafe and suburb he doesn't want named in this article (he has spent the past two weeks being hounded by someone who has found out his address and phone number). Unlike his insolent, kick-arse TV persona an the recently axed Good News Week, McDermott comes across in The Forgetting of Wisdom as an angst-ridden child-man. In his teens he was so painfully shy nobody noticed him; and to an extent the insecure adolescent still lives inside him and breathes in the various sketches of his book. He says he envies anyone with a robust sense of self. 'I love people who exude confidence, who are perfectly content with themselves, who are blissfully unaware of their own flaws. What a great way to be. Most Americans are born like that." So has he considered dropping all his emotional baggage on the couch of some therapist? "Funny you should say that because several people have suggested therapy to me, he smirks. "I've even had a plethora of letters from psychologists recommending people I should see. But who wants to dig up all that family stuff? I've buried it for a good reason. I also have an Irish-Catholic bent against therapy. isn't that what confessionals are for, and why Catholics don't get ulcers?' Even if he is a tad insecure, he adds, he's very comfortable inside his own skin, rarely if ever gets depressed ('laughing and a positive attitude help you move forward"), and is perfectly content with his life. But he does admit to a fear of ageing ("even at eight it was a concern of mine"), does not hold a driver's licence ("out of fear for others' safety on the road - I'm so easily distracted'), and has no wish to have children ("I feel no desperate need to pass on my gene pool"). We run through the bare bones of McDermott's life (or at least, those he's will- ing to rattle): born in Adelaide in 1961 (NB: should be 1962), the eldest boy of six children (his twin sister Sharon beat him by one minute); his father, a senior public servant, moved his young family to Canberra, where McDermott was an unhappy student who largely kept to himself. Attended art school, where he began putting on shows to earn extra cash ("I only started to get over my shyness when 1 joined the Doug Anthony Allstars.") Spent most of the 1980s touring the live comedy circuit in Australia and Britain with the Allstars - by turns astonishing and offending audiences alongside the "handsome one", Tim Ferguson, and the "sensitive one', Richard Fidler (McDermott was the "nasty one'). Whether he is a bundle of neuroses or not, McDermott the pot-stirrer is never far away, even if today it's only visible in the word 'Motherf ... ers' emblazoned on his T-shirt. But the big question is, is it all downhill from here now that Good News Week, the current affairs spoof he has been anchoring for more than five years, first on the ABC, then on Network Ten, is no more? Now it's the new kid on the block, Rove McManus, who is winning hearts and column space, if not exactly high ratings, for Ten. "He's great: he's able to convey such genuine warmth onscreen - a very hard thing to do," observes McDermott. No bruised ego here: McDermott has even done a guest spot on Rove himself. Not that he has a lot to worry about.. McDermott remains one of the most versatile performers in Australia today. TV shows. Stand-up comedy. Singing. CDs. Morning radio. Painting. He has done them all, spinning off in so many different directions he looks like a loose compass. Granted, Good News Week may be a hard act to follow, but McDermott is used to rolling with the punches: literally. He spent most of his late teens and early twenties, he explains, getting beaten to a pulp in hotels and nightclubs. Why was he such an easy target? 'That's a really f .. ing stupid question," he says briskly. "I was short, small-framed, wore glasses, and I looked anaemic." Well, maybe his choice of pub left something to be desired? "Man, most of them were soft-arsed nightclubs: I won't tell you what happened at The Private Bin in Canberra - a hangout for the. Duntroon boys - when I wore a sleeveless pink and lemon mohair cardigan over my army pants. I was lucky to get out of there alive." But sometimes even small guys like to flex their muscles. One of his brasher sketches with the Allstars, he explains, was to grab a big, burly bloke in the audience and kiss him on the chops. The routine backfired once in Ireland when a 190 cm giant picked him up, twisted him around in the air and slammed him down on the floor before giving him a big, slobbering kiss back. 'He had his way with me for about three seconds," laughs McDermott, who learned early that a flaring wisecrack or barb could help him avoid serious fisticuffs. Our interview wraps up at the local cemetery where our photographer has it in mind to take some dark, atmospheric shots, but proceedings are abruptly brought to a halt by an inspector who demands that McDermott 'not lean on the headstones". "When we were kids my sister saw the Virgin Mary in the back of the family's old blue Holden at least twice," says McDermott, as we are walking out. "Sadly, the Virgin never appeared to me. Just my luck." |