Who are YOU? Why are you HERE? It's too late now, but you should know I pay for traffic, so don't come back and definitely don't tell your friend. That's right, friend, singular, if you're here you probably don't have enough to form a posse or small street gang. You're also not likely to make any more because you're interested in what I'm doing and that's not a good sign. Get a job. Take up a sport. Do astrophysics. Also remember when I said "friend", I meant "Mum", but we both knew that.
Contacting me is fraught
I'm Jez, from accounts and this is officially a website. If you've not heard of me before, I am a person.
I write comedy and apparently, music. Some people book me with the form below, but mostly people ask "Can you come to this thing, please don't wear that outfit" and we share a knowing look of disappointment.
Proud Kiwi, but thankfully in Great Britain. I'm the least popular member of my one man musical troupe.
The acerbic wit of my bittersweet tragicomedy, is a production of, solution to and analogy for my life.