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Eddie Izzard at the Hollywood Bowl

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If you check out Eddie Izzard's Twitter feed, you'll be welcomed by an iPhone self-portrait of the 49-year-old actor-comedian looking trim and smooth-faced, sporting a smart goatee and dashing, plucked eyebrows. His current location is set to "Earth," and his Twitter-size autobiography states, "I'm a British European, I think like an American and I was born in an Arabic country."

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This is how Izzard wants you to think of him in 2011: a youthful, masculine, transatlantic cosmopolitan accustomed to choice dramatic roles in big-budget Tom Cruise and George Clooney superproductions (Valkyrie, the Ocean's Eleven franchise), respectable voice-over gigs (Disney's Cars 2, The Simpsons) and prestige cable TV projects (The Riches, The United States of Tara, an in-development political drama for FX, the lead in an upcoming adaptation of Treasure Island for Syfy).

In his spare time, Izzard runs marathons for charity, campaigns for the U.S.' Democratic Party and the U.K.'s Labour party and works on his foreign-language skills so he can tour his comedy in non-English-speaking countries. He just finished a long, well-received stint in Paris performing in French. For a few years he has been saying that around 2020 he plans to enter electoral politics, possibly as part of the British delegation to the European Union.

And on July 20, this British European who thinks like an American will be the first stand-up comedian ever to commandeer the Hollywood Bowl. After conquering Wembley Stadium and the Madison Square Garden, Izzard is going for the trifecta of legendary showbiz meccas.

"I think the backseats are gonna have the best view," Izzard, on the phone from the noisy streets of Paris, says enthusiastically about the Bowl's notorious cheap seats. "I actually went out to the back and I sat and watched from there. There's no stand-up comedian that played a solo show at the Bowl, so I think the backseats are gonna be the best ones 'cause you're gonna see the gig, and also see everyone else there."

The Bowl holds a special fascination for Izzard. Monty Python played a memorable three-night stand at the iconic venue in September 1980 that was later released as a live concert film. Izzard is a Python freak who memorized all their routines as an up-and-comer; Monty Python Live at the Hollywood Bowl would have been part of his syllabus. Unlike most musically inclined Brits, for whom the Bowl has been nostalgically imprinted by the Beatles, for comedians like Izzard the venue is haunted by visions of John Cleese in matronly drag loudly trying to sell "albatross!" to the polyester-clad dining crowd as a snack.

"Monty Python. Definitely Monty Python," Izzard confirms from Paris. "I think the Beatles played there twice, Python played three times. A lot of Python was the continuation of the Beatles' spirit. So it all ties together. ..." Since Izzard often is referred to as "an honorary Python" (in 1998 he joined the surviving members of the surreal comedy troupe onstage at the U.S. Comedy Arts Festival in Aspen, Colo., as a "Monty Python impostor"), the implication is that his upcoming gig is the latest link in the chain of cheeky, clever British amusement targeted at West Coast Americans.

But Izzard being Izzard, even this vaulting ambition overleaps itself.

"I've been to the Bowl a couple of times and it's the Greek amphitheater. Once I play Hollywood Bowl, I'll feel I'm allowed to play actual Greek amphitheaters here in Europe," he says. Given his steady progress since his breakthrough in the 1990s — when he first became noticed as an enormously witty improviser after years of hungry obscurity — he's most likely not kidding. Izzard doing his History Channel–style material about the classical civilizations at the Acropolis? Eddie Izzard Live at the Colosseum (the original one in Rome)? Why not? All Izzard apparently has to do to accomplish something is set his mind to it.

If you want solid evidence of the part of Izzard that "thinks like an American," you might want to check out a strange little documentary called Believe: The Eddie Izzard Story. Released in 2009, it was nominated for an Emmy last year for Outstanding Nonfiction — Special Category. It was assembled by Sarah Townsend with Izzard's blessing, and it's structured around footage of his 2003 Sexie tour.

Townsend is an undersung figure in the rise of Eddie Izzard from his dismal years in the comedic wilderness to his current status as global superstar. She is presented in the documentary as an ex-girlfriend, but she was much more than that, partnering with Izzard in his earlier stomping grounds at the Edinburgh Fringe Festival; running Raging Bull, the influential alternative comedy club in London that put Izzard on the capital's comedy map; and serving as manager and producer of his shows for many years.

Townsend met Izzard in 1989, after a decade in which the comedian had tried everything to break into the big time. Izzard applied his talent and fierce, calculating ambition to university theatricals, alternative festivals, plays, duo acts, every conceivable form of street art and improv, and gimmicks — he used to perform on a unicycle and while engaged in escape-artist tricks with chains and ropes. He eventually settled into solo stand-up, but not much happened until he met Townsend.

In 1991 Izzard finally got some attention for a routine he performed at an AIDS benefit, about being raised by wolves. The show, organized by Stephen Fry, also featured Hugh Laurie (years before House). Like Izzard, Fry and Laurie (and Emma Thompson) had started off in comedy in the early '80s, but unlike Izzard, a decade into their careers they were all very successful.

The "wolves" clip from 1991 is readily available online and is included by Townsend in Believe. The clip shows a sweaty, pudgy Izzard wearing an atrocious batik patchwork shirt and ill-fitting, high-waisted trousers. His delivery points at some of his future triumphs, but the words pour out with strange timing. Izzard looks uncomfortable.

Townsend helped with a momentous change that occurred in 1993: Izzard famously started to perform wearing women's clothing and makeup. The whole persona of the grubby comedian in the horrendous mismatched outfits and the sub–Laugh Factory presentation gave way to a stage act that showcased the self-acknowledged transvestite as a glam rock star. ("I am TV," Izzard proudly told anyone who'd hear him, including some trashy daytime talk shows in the U.K.)

Townsend devised rocking, epic music for the act, and Izzard's whole persona mutated from the tacky casual of the second-tier comedy jobbers to full-on Marc Bolan in his prime.

"Coming out" (his words) as "TV" served Izzard's comedy well in the mid-'90s, as he started cutting ahead of his cohort of comedians. Many people still think of him as "that cross-dressing comic from the U.K.," even though he's long accumulated several conventionally suited dramatic film roles. For this tour, an extension of the Stripped tour he began in 2008, he is "in boy mode."

"Comedy is comedy," he tells us. "When I arrived [in the U.S.], people thought the two things were part of the same: I had to put on makeup to do comedy. But I did comedy — I am an alternative comedian, and I just happen to be a transvestite.

"In the past I was in girl mode," he continues. "Now I'm in boy mode, and in the future I could be in girl mode again. It's just like a woman: A woman can choose makeup or not makeup, heels or no heels; a woman has that choice anytime. No one would tell her what to do. I wish to have the same rights. I think it's in the United Nations charter that I have those rights."

Whether in "boy mode" or in cosmopolitan, future-Europolitician mode, Izzard advocates for the persona that still defines him for many.

"Being a transvestite or being transgender is a very positive thing," he says. He's not in the mood to joke or banter about specifics. "If it gets very clothes-centric, it gets very boring," he says. "I can talk to you for four hours about being transvestite. The interesting thing is that if you are gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgender, is that it's everyone in the world.

"You tend to grow up [and think], 'Oh my God, it's just me,' but it is every single culture in the world, it is human and it is a gift as well, it's a gift in L.A. and it's a gift in New York and it's a gift in London, and it's a gift in Yemen, where I was born. It could be a very tough gift — you may have to go through some very tough rites of passage, much tougher than any straight kid. That is your gift and your fight, your struggle."

"I was born in an Arabic country," says his Twitter autobiography. Believe expands on the details of his early years. Izzard is a "colonial," a very British kid who happened to be born far from the motherland, in 1962, just as his family (like the Empire) was about to be expelled from Yemen by the forces of history. Izzard's father worked for BP, and after some anti-British unrest in 1963, the family moved to Belfast. During a recent promotional interview for Cars 2, Izzard and Owen Wilson joked around about the post–Gulf spill connotations of Harold Izzard's place of employment.

Izzard's mother died in 1968, when the comedian was 6. In a rather heavy-handed way, Townsend and Izzard make the Believe documentary out to be Izzard's version of Citizen Kane, with his mother's death the "Rosebud" that explains his unusually developed sense of ambition and his fearless pursuit of new challenges.

"If I do enough things, maybe she'll come back," says a tearful Izzard late in the film, after Townsend has repeatedly confronted him with his childhood traumas. The traumas also include the obligatory middle-class stint at a soul-crushing boarding school and a brief infatuation with military life that entailed some formative experiences in the British version of the ROTC.

Maybe Townsend's theory is right — after all, she's been an intimate witness to Izzard's relentless (and largely successful) attempt to conquer the pinnacles of comedy, the West End, Broadway, Hollywood, television, cross-dressing, advocacy, marathoning, languages, politics, etc. Maybe, like Orson Welles' doomed Charles Foster Kane, Izzard is only trying to recover a lost paradise: in his case, a very British nuclear family.

But this explanation also seems a little limiting, a little simplistic. Izzard has mentioned studying with Robert McKee, the colorful screenwriting guru of the Story Seminars (featured in Charlie Kaufman's Adaptation), and a lot of his current presentation, including the authorized documentary produced by his close collaborator, feels like a feel-good story to sell to America: the overachiever, the obstacle-overcoming underdog, the man who believes "you can do anything, as long as you imagine yourself doing it first" (the movie, in fact, comes off less like Citizen Kane and more like Oprah favorite The Secret).

There's an earlier autobiography that might offer a more complex picture, perhaps one less packaged to make him into an urbane Euro-American with an unusual lust for glory caused by childhood trauma. In 1998, Izzard released a lavish photobook to coincide with the Dress to Kill tour, the show that introduced him to America (it was co-presented by Robin Williams) and established his public persona as what he would call a transvestite. Five years after "coming out," Izzard's transvestism entailed mascara, nail polish, heels and outlandish couture outfits. Coupled with a Townsend rocking soundtrack, the effect was less "TV" than full-on rock star. Noel Fielding (later of the Mighty Boosh) probably was taking notes.

The Dress to Kill book includes long essays told by Izzard to a collaborator about his heroes (Steve McQueen, Oliver Reed), his life and his eventual aims.

On his comedy, and the Monty Python influence: "I do the thing they do. They take large subjects and talk complete bollocks about them, and they take bollocks subjects and talk about them in-depth as though they're hugely important."

On his frustration at being a British artist after the loss of the Empire: "I wanted us to be playing on a world stage and I hated the idea of us not playing on a world stage."

On being alienated: "I was in black PVC trousers, and orange Gaultier jacket and lipstick: 'I'm not really English, I'm just from outer space.' So you actually get the international passport to places, from being so weird you don't really seem to be from anywhere. You just seem to be a universal person."

And: "Sean Connery played the big game on a world stage and that's all I'm interested in, which is ambition but I don't think ambition has to be bad. ... Ambition is a bad word in Britain and that's bullshit." (Izzard once told a career counselor in school he wanted to be an astronaut. "You're British," the counselor laughed. "You gotta scale it back a bit.")

On America: "I hate the idea of, 'It can't be done.' 'I want to be a transvestite and go to America.' 'Oh, it can't be done.' "

And: "Whenever I leave America, even if I've been away for less than two weeks, it's a bit like I'm dead. It's like if you're not there generating buzz, your calls drop off. They're very, 'You're here, you're doing it, you're great ... no, you're gone, you're dead."

But we're back in 2011 and Eddie Izzard is in Paris, shortly before wowing, for the nth night in a row, a Francophone crowd with universal quips about typical Izzard stuff. "All you have to do is make your references easy to grab hold of," he says over the phone. "Like I talk about Romans, Greeks, dinosaurs, God, supermarkets. There are so many things to talk about that are international references. But if you talk about very British stuff, make casual British references, it won't carry. And I studied that. I decided that I was doing a proper street act, so it was just me, making my way up the north side of the Eiger, so I had to make sure I had a lot of references that were universal. And that's why I'm about to play La Cigale in Paris, an 850-seater, in a second bloody language, which I think is something nobody has ever done.

"Hopefully a lot of alternative people will fill the Bowl," he continues. "Well, I'm hoping for an alternative/mainstream crossover. Hopefully people know the direction I'm coming from. I've already played Madison Square Garden and sold that out. The Hollywood Bowl is bigger, but people do know that I talk very weird, surreal stuff. But, you know, if they watch the History Channel, the Discovery Channel, if they like Monty Python, if they like The Simpsons, they're gonna get it. I assume the intelligence of the audience. That's the weird thing I do. Television assumes the lowest common denominator, I assume that people are quite smart, and hopefully they'll come to the gig.

"I first started doing things in L.A. in 2002, 2003. I bought a place when I got The Riches. I love working there. Amazing people there. I would love to be able to walk more in L.A. — that's my one downside. If you're walking down the street in L.A., you can get pulled over by the police for being 'weird.' That is the funniest and weirdest thing.

"I did get stopped for jaywalking, which is bonkers. I got fined by the police for jaywalking, which is insane. If you think about it, the heritage of America, they crossed the West in wagons to get to California, and the idea that they could have been stopped crossing the American West by a policeman and told they were jaywalking is mad."

"L.A. has ridiculous amounts of sunshine — coming from London and from Europe that's completely different. And there's great bits of L.A. that I love to go to. But you have to drive to them. I'm very happy to do stuff in L.A., 'cause I used to be a street performer in London and now to play the Hollywood Bowl, that's great.

"And to play the Hollywood Bowl is like the American dream."

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Trev
Trev

Omitting Pete Harris' role in the history of Eddies career serves is disgraceful. It doesn't make Eddie look any better, in fact it makes him look a bit of a twat. Those in the industry at the time know the truth and Harris's reputation remains golden and acknowledged by his peers. Whilst most people accept that it takes a certain amount of ruthlessness to get to the top in the business, it is unseemly,undignified and y'know just plain wrong to not acknowledge those who helped you, once you are there. As a wise former superstar said to me once, you meet the same people on the way up as you meet on the way down, so you should always try to make sure that you can look them in the eye at all stages.

Getitright
Getitright

"He eventually settled into solo stand-up, but not much happened until he met Townsend." Complete fabrication. Would the author please check the facts before writing as this simply is not true. Contact the London Comedy Store. Talk to his peers. The story he peddles out about his early career omits one very important person, Pete Harris, his manager of many years. The person who guided him from open spot to fame. As Idler says, check your facts.

Idler
Idler

"Townsend is an undersung figure in the rise of Eddie Izzard from his dismal years in the comedic wilderness to his current status as global superstar." Check your facts.

Philip Harris
Philip Harris

I put it up again, but they took it down again. This is America in microcosm - the land of the free. Unless you say things they don't want to hear of course, in which case they'll delete your president. I mean comment.

Philip_dilip
Philip_dilip

Go on then, delete me again!

"He eventually settled into solo stand-up, but not much happened until he met Townsend." Oh yes it did - read on...

'EDDIE IZZARD - THE LOST YEARS'

I have just read an article on Eddie Izzard from the Telegraph magazine of November 22nd 2003, written by a Ms Louise Carpenter. It is the following excerpt which, more than anything, prompts me to write:

'Izzard began a degree in maths and financial accounting at Sheffield University. He dropped out after a year to become a street performer, which he did for 10 years, interspersed with the odd stand-up gig. Poor, and angry that nobody seemed to think he was any good, Izzard decided to set up his own avant-garde comedy club, Raging Bull, first at the Boulevard Theatre and then at the Shaw Theatre on Euston Road, London. It was a financial disaster (he lost £10,000), although it eventually got him noticed. This is pure Izzard logic. If nobody will help you, you help yourself.'

I think that it is the last sentence that is somehow the most offensive, although a lot of what precedes it also makes my skin crawl. The way Ms Carpenter buys into the idea of 'Izzard logic' only serves to perpetuate the myth, a myth propagated by the man himself, his own Mein Kampf - though to be fair to her I'm presuming she's only writing what she's been told. Anyway, here is the story of a man who did think Eddie Izzard was quite good, and who did help him, contrary to the myth Eddie tries to create.

I first met Eddie when we were both at prep schools in Eastbourne, him at St Bede's and me at Chelmsford Hall, and we ended up at the same local public school, Eastbourne College, where our shared sense of the absurd led us to be friends and to write comedy together. I left in 1978 after O levels, Eddie stayed on, did his A levels and then went off to university in Sheffield. The next time I heard from him was about 1981/82, when I was living in the south of France; he contacted my elder brother Paul to ask if I would be interested in writing some sketches with him and taking them to the Edinburgh Festival - I had to say no, I was barely surviving in France and certainly didn't have the money to go and have a laugh in Scotland. I returned to England in 1983, but didn't contact Eddie again until spring 1988. I just got in touch to see what he was up to, we met up, had a drink, and he told me about his street performing and about how he was trying to break into stand-up. At that time my younger brother Pete was about to finish a two year business studies course, and  soon after my meeting with Eddie Pete and he met for the first time. Eddie said he would be performing an unpaid try out spot (called an 'open spot') at a local club called the Bearcat in Twickenham soon after, so Pete went along to see him - Pete had never been to a comedy club before, but he loved it. He was about to gain his business diploma, and had lots of energy, but nowhere to direct it. He very quickly decided that he would like to run his own comedy club and asked Eddie if he would be resident compere. Eddie agreed and in October 1988 The Screaming Blue Murder Cabaret Club opened it's doors for the first time in an upstairs room in the Rose and Crown in Hampton Wick, Surrey.

In those days Eddie was doing a routine that started 'My uncle served in Vietnam, he was a waiter...' (Jack Dee later told him to personalise it, 'I served in Vietnam' was already funnier than 'my uncle') - Eddie used this material very successfully on the first night, but one week later, when he tried to do the same routine again, he was met with cries of 'you did that last week', which left him somewhat stumped - the free form improvisation that came to characterise his act was still a long way off - and it got to the point where, week in week out, Eddie would walk onto the stage, say very little, and then introduce the first act. Pete always believed in Eddie, but felt, as he said to me at the time, "I could do what he's doing at the moment - 'good evening ladies and gentlemen, er....  please welcome Jo Brand'", and so one evening he took Eddie to one side and told him to go away for a couple of weeks and think about it, to write some new stuff, just to get his head together. Eddie did, he went to the Lake District, and when he came back he had already begun to turn a corner. It was during those early days that I had a joke I thought Eddie might be able to use - seeing as we'd written together before the idea wasn't as absurd then as it might seem now - but Eddie said no, because, and I quote 'one day I'm going to make it, and when I do I want to be able to say I did it all on my own'. Of course that should have set off some alarm bells, but it didn't, not till much later...The success of the original wednesday night at the Rose and Crown led to Pete opening there on friday nights too - he also opened a club at the Leather Bottle in South Wimbledon on sundays and at the White Lion in Streatham on mondays - in other words Eddie had the luxury of doing at least four gigs a week, with the added benefit of knowing that he could try out new stuff as much as he wanted, it didn't matter if he died on his arse, there was no club promoter in the background he needed to impress to try and get a booking, Pete was behind him all the way, he would be back again next week no matter what. This point is hugely important and cannot be emphasised enough - a promoter who didn't care if his resident compere was funny or not was, and is, unheard of - Pete gave him the time and space he needed to develop regardless of immediate success or failure. (He would later do the same for Dominic Holland.) Pete gave Eddie the most valuable thing he needed at that time, something no-one else was giving him - a stage.

It was during this period that Eddie had his first experience of television. He did a show fronted by Arthur Smith called First Exposure, recorded in a theatre in Stratford, East London. Eddie died a death, but by the magic of TV the laughs had been miraculously restored by the time of transmission. He was particularly pissed off that night because his brother Mark had come along to watch. However, his second brush with television was to be a different story...

Throughout 1989 and 1990 Eddie carried on doing the clubs, slowly finding his feet and finding the confidence to run with ideas as they came to him. Any comedian will tell you that experience compering a club is invaluable, because it teaches you to think on your feet, and it gets you used to talking to an audience. Jo Brand's very stiff and stylised delivery in her early days was all but completely wiped away by a period of compering. By the end of 1990 Eddie had started to get a name for himself, and was more often than not no longer compering the Screaming Blue Murder friday night shows, because he was getting regular bookings at other clubs, both in London and around the country, and on the back of this he had started touring his one man show to small provincial theatres and art centres by early 1991. Eddie asked Pete to be his agent in late 1989, and then agreed that he should be his manager in 1990, although perhaps 'manager' is somewhat misleading - rather than tell Eddie what to do, when something came up they discussed it and decided jointly. So when Eddie first thought about trying to do his act as a transvestite, he spoke to Pete about it. Pete encouraged him to do whatever he felt happiest with, and so Eddie tried it, for the first time, in Leicester - the minute he walked off stage after the gig Eddie phoned Pete, elated, to say that, although a handful of people had walked out, the vast majority of people just accepted him as he was. (When I used to drive Eddie to some of the out-of-town gigs after the show he would always ask 'how many walked out?' - invariably some always would, not because of his clothes, this was before he started performing as a transvestite, but simply because they  didn't 'get it'. He was always pleased if people had left because, as he put it, 'it means I'm not bland.')

I think that at the beginning of their partnership both thought that they would be equal partners across the board, but it soon became clear to Pete that Eddie's business acumen was somewhat lacking, and so as Eddie got a better hold on his act Pete took more control of the business. Because of this Screaming Blue Murder were thought of as being Pete's clubs and not Eddie's, and it was maybe because of this that Eddie decided to try opening his own club, 'Raging Bull'. Although Pete offered advice Eddie didn't want him to be involved, he wanted his club to be just that, 'his' - the result was disastrous. Eddie opened at the Boulevard Theatre in Soho, knowing full well that even if he sold every single seat in the place he would still barely break even, and the place was rarely even half full. The move to the Shaw Theatre was even worse, a comedy show at midnight in a 400 seat theatre with no atmosphere on the Euston Road - as Pete now says 'arrogance overcame reason.' This story is, I believe, more important than it might at first seem. As time went on it appeared that Eddie's idea of good business was simply to throw money at something until it worked. Or even if it didn't.At the time Eddie was seeing a woman we shall call Jane (not her real name). Jane was a would-be singer who  fronted a band which will also remain nameless. Although not a bad singer, she had no charisma, no star quality, and no real talent as a songwriter. Rather than go their own way the band listened to what other Indie bands were doing in an attempt to ride that wave with them, but of course as soon as they latched on to a new style or idea, the wave had already gone. Jane wasn't shy about asking Eddie for help buying equipment, and he bought the band anything and everything they needed, believing that if he threw enough money their way eventually they, and more importantly Jane, would make it.

In early 1991 Stephen Fry and Channel 4 were putting together the Aids benefit 'Hysteria 3' for the London Palladium. Comedian Mark Thomas's future wife, Jenny, was a researcher and a big fan of Eddie, and she recommended him to her producer. Her producer loved him, and he was invited to be a part of the show. This event was televised, and it was this, more than anything else, that was Eddie's really big break. Sharing the bill with Stephen Fry were Ben Elton, Julian Clary, Jools Holland, Tony Slattery - Eddie did ten minutes and stole the show. Although he had a small cult following on the comedy circuit he was unknown to the majority of other acts, TV executives, and most of the audience. They all loved him. When the programme was aired on Channel 4 later in the year Eddie was seen by an enormous audience all over the country, and this time there was no need to dub on the laughter. Afterwards, riding on the back of this success, Pete booked Eddie out across the country. At the Edinburgh Festival he was nominated for the Perrier Award, and at the end of the year he won a Time Out award. His journey on the road to fame had started in earnest.

In 1992 Pete and Eddie formed a company together, called H+I Management (Harris and Izzard). Originally the 'offices' of H+I were at the house Pete and I shared in Surbiton, but in early summer they moved to premises in Covent Garden. H+I was formed because both Eddie and Pete wanted to be involved with a management company of real quality, to be with H+I was to be a sign of being someone special. H+I represented Eddie himself, John Hegley, Dominic Holland, Steve Furst (aka Lenny Beige) and, for a short time, the Reduced Shakespeare Company. In Edinburgh at the Festival in 1993 John Hegley sold out and Dominic Holland won the Perrier Award for 'best newcomer', with Steve Furst and his show 'The Gary Glitter Story' breaking even, no mean feat for a play at the Festival. H+I was doing well.

Though Eddie had made a conscious decision not to perform stand-up on TV, when approached they decided to make a video. Neither Pete nor Eddie had any experience in negotiating with prospective companies vying for the video rights, but as Eddie said at the time, 'we'll learn together as we go' - which led to them both saying 'no' to every offer laid before them, and laughing incredulously as each offer was subsequently increased, until finally they came to an agreement with Polygram. This 'learn together as we go' idea is again an important point - this was very much a partnership, both supporting the other as new challenges arose, Eddie as a stand-up, and Pete as a businessman. Pete had booked the Ambassadors Theatre for the month of February 1993, and this was the show they would film. Little did they know, when the doors opened on monday 1st February, that the show would be such a huge success that the run would need to be extended twice, finally closing at the end of April. Pete produced the Ambassadors run single-handed, a show that was nominated for a prestigious Olivier Award for 'Outstanding Achievement'. (As for the video, it did very well too - Pete can be seen at the very beginning, knocking on Eddie's dressing room door, giving him '5 minutes'). At the end of the year I went to the LWT British Comedy Awards with Eddie, to watch him pick up his award for 'Best Stand-Up Comedian', (we had been told in advance he was the winner). All in all 1993 had been another triumphant year.

At H+I Pete was looking after the business, and he was refusing to let Eddie throw any more company money at Jane and the band, telling him that he could do what he wanted with his own money, but he couldn't fritter away company profits. Suddenly Jane's money-well looked like it might be drying up. Also Pete decided that hiring a car for Eddie to drive every time he had an out-of-town gig was a needless extravagance, instead, why not buy Eddie his own car with company money? Eddie agreed, and everything was fine until one day Eddie walked into the office saying he needed to hire a car for that evening's gig. When Pete asked him why he wasn't using his own car he replied 'Jane needs it'. In the end Eddie used his own car - whether he hired another one for Jane or not I don't know.

After the success at the Ambassadors they decided to do another West End run. The Albery Theatre was just next door to the office, and free in February 1994. Everything was going fine, the theatre was booked, until one day Eddie took exception to the fact that Pete would be earning twice from the show, first his percentage as Eddie's agent and second his percentage as the producer. Eddie didn't like this, because he felt Pete was 'earning too much'. Pete pointed out that he was earning twice because he was doing two jobs - somebody else could be brought in to produce the show, but why? - anybody else would need to be paid the same, and having the same person as agent and producer ensured that no deals could be done behind Eddie's back (ie falsifying receipts so that the 'star' gets less in his percentage). Eddie's concerns certainly don't appear rational, but maybe by now Jane was seeing Pete as a real threat to her ongoing ambition to be famous, or rather to the money she thought could help her to acheive that fame, and perhaps she was poisoning Eddie against Pete - obviously this is just a theory, maybe we'll never know. On saturday morning 29th January 1994, two days before the opening at the Albery Theatre, Pete had a meeting with Eddie at the office in Covent Garden. According to Pete Eddie seemed to be on a high, very chatty and happy, they discussed this and that, watched a pilot of an idea Eddie was working on, then walked round the corner to look over the frontage of the Albery, and generally had a laugh. Then, with the meeting over, as they left, Eddie said 'oh, and by the way, I don't want to work with you anymore.'Pete was completely devastated. They had never had a contract between them, nothing Pete could fall back on, the whole thing had been done on trust. Eddie was to earn a fortune from the Albery show, and yet when he left the H+I offices he took everything with him, including both computers, though he knew he was leaving Pete in the shit. However, two days after Eddie dumped him, Pete still stood in the foyer of the Albery Theatre as the show's producer, welcoming people to the first night, many of whom he had invited personally. The show was sold out, but there was a row of seats, right at the front, that was empty. The row where Pete's friends and family would have been.

When Eddie did this I had known him for over 18 years. I still don't know why he did it. Of course show business is littered with people becoming stars and then moving on from their original managers or agents, it can be difficult for the people involved, but nonetheless understandable. What I can't understand is why Eddie seemed to take so much pleasure in it. He could have said 'sorry, but I need to move on, in a month or two months or six months', he could have thanked him for his help, he could have softened the blow, but instead he seemed to revel in it. Pete had just signed a six month deal on a flat in Soho, so that he could work late if he needed to instead of having to make the last train back to Surbiton. Now he was stuck up there in a flat he didn't want and couldn't afford, and unable to get out. Also at this time he was already looking to put on another West End show that he had taken to the Edinburgh Festival in 1993, 'The Gary Glitter Story' - the theatre involved were hassling him to sign for the hire, but he didn't have the signature for the money from the sponsors, though the sponsors had assured him that they were definitely on board. So, afraid of losing the theatre, he signed for the hire, and then the sponsors pulled out. Pete had to plough all his own savings into the show, and the show flopped. Within a few months of Eddie firing him Pete had lost everything. He could have filed for bankruptcy, but he didn't, it took time but he paid off every last penny, helped by various comedians such as Jo Brand, Lee Evans, Lee Hurst, Harry Hill, Alan Davies and Kevin Day, who, amongst others, performed a show at the Wimbledon Theatre to help raise the money. You have to decide for yourself who was to blame for his downfall. Personally I blame Eddie - Pete was distraught about losing the partnership, he lost his confidence and his judgement with it.

I have never spoken to Eddie since, although Pete ran into him in the street in Edinburgh at the festival in 2001, and they went and had lunch together. When I heard I asked Pete what he'd said. 'About what?' 'About the way he treated you.' 'I didn't even ask him, he did what he did, he has to live with it.' Which brings me back to a quote from the article in the Telegraph."'There are two lines that will do me on my spirituality,' Izzard says. 'Do unto others as you would have done unto you, and what goes around comes around.'"Well, we'll just have to wait and see, won't we? But I'm sure people can understand that knowing what I do this makes for nauseating reading. When I contacted Pete about this, he told me:"Eddie once said to me, 'Truth doesn't matter, it's what people believe to be the truth that matters. Therefore, get what you want people to believe down in print and it will become the truth.' He is playing that game. Good luck to him, you can't change the real truth and in the end it doesn't really matter anyway. No one cares."Well maybe no-one does care, but the fact remains that when Pete met Eddie he was a struggling open spot, and when Eddie got rid of him five years later Eddie had the world at his feet. Pete went on to manage Lee Hurst through his 'They Think It's All Over' days, and the subsequent very successful tours and videos.

Just after Eddie got rid of Pete he did an interview for Vox magazine - the article started like this; 'Eddie Izzard has never had an agent, never had a plugger, he books his own tours and talks his own deals.' I was furious. I wrote to them putting them straight and telling them to ask anyone they liked on the comedy circuit for the truth. Of course I never heard anything from them - 'Eddie Izzard is great' sells, 'Eddie Izzard once had a manager he shat on' doesn't. I have had similar experiences across the years when I've objected to some of the bullshit Eddie comes out with, but with the same response, or rather lack of it. Reading the same dismissive rubbish about this period in his life in the Telegraph article just made me decide to put pen to paper and write out the truth once and for all. I just want a copy of this to be out in the open, for people to know the truth, so that one day if someone decides to write a proper biography of Eddie they will have this to refer to, because the only three people in the world who know the full story from the inside are Pete, Eddie and me, and Eddie seems to have some difficulty remembering it ever happened.

So there you have it, perhaps not the most earth shattering of stories, but one, for reasons that escape me, Eddie tries to airbrush out of his history. It might be that phrase 'one day I’m going to make it, and when I do I want to be able to say I did it all on my own'  (he didn't, no-one does), or it might just be that he's ashamed of how he behaved. Either way, how much difference did Pete make to Eddie's career? Eddie probably would have made it anyway, he always had the talent and the determination, but Pete certainly helped him achieve his goals quicker. But what if Eddie hadn't had the luxury of doing four gigs a week, completely free to die without any pressure? What if he'd just had to take the route of so many other comics, and do open spot after open spot, struggling to get a booking? Would it have broken his resolve? His style took some time to develop, would he have stuck with it? Who can say, but it is worth remembering this; when Eddie started out no-one other than Pete thought he could ever amount to anything. As Tony Allen, the 'Godfather of Alternative Comedy', said at the time, 'Eddie Izzard - great bloke, shit comedian'... it just turns out that he got those two the wrong way round.

Philip Harris28/11/2003

Mikeriley
Mikeriley

Townsend? That's not how I remember it.

Roger McChuff
Roger McChuff

Oh I do love to read a lovely bit of fiction once in a while and this was a tremendous example of it. Well done. The Eddie Izzard bandwagon rolls on towards global dominance and a glorious political career. Just be careful that he doesn't start to claim that he was born in America and runs for your Presidency. Oh and he's just not that funny either...............

John Peacock
John Peacock

I just read the very interesting comment by Phil Harris, which you immediately deleted. Yet There is a spam comment that seems to have been up for six days! It seems odd to remove one and not the other. Perhaps you should address your priorities.

Philip_dilip
Philip_dilip

I wrote this back in 2003, as you'll see. Just a response to the idea that 'nothing much happened until he met Townsend' - a lot happened, but for some reason Eddie likes to pretend it didn't...

'EDDIE IZZARD - THE LOST YEARS'

I have just read an article on Eddie Izzard from the Telegraph magazine of November 22nd 2003, written by a Ms Louise Carpenter. It is the following excerpt which, more than anything, prompts me to write:

'Izzard began a degree in maths and financial accounting at Sheffield University. He dropped out after a year to become a street performer, which he did for 10 years, interspersed with the odd stand-up gig. Poor, and angry that nobody seemed to think he was any good, Izzard decided to set up his own avant-garde comedy club, Raging Bull, first at the Boulevard Theatre and then at the Shaw Theatre on Euston Road, London. It was a financial disaster (he lost £10,000), although it eventually got him noticed. This is pure Izzard logic. If nobody will help you, you help yourself.'

I think that it is the last sentence that is somehow the most offensive, although a lot of what precedes it also makes my skin crawl. The way Ms Carpenter buys into the idea of 'Izzard logic' only serves to perpetuate the myth, a myth propagated by the man himself, his own Mein Kampf - though to be fair to her I'm presuming she's only writing what she's been told. Anyway, here is the story of a man who did think Eddie Izzard was quite good, and who did help him, contrary to the myth Eddie tries to create.

I first met Eddie when we were both at prep schools in Eastbourne, him at St Bede's and me at Chelmsford Hall, and we ended up at the same local public school, Eastbourne College, where our shared sense of the absurd led us to be friends and to write comedy together. I left in 1978 after O levels, Eddie stayed on, did his A levels and then went off to university in Sheffield. The next time I heard from him was about 1981/82, when I was living in the south of France; he contacted my elder brother Paul to ask if I would be interested in writing some sketches with him and taking them to the Edinburgh Festival - I had to say no, I was barely surviving in France and certainly didn't have the money to go and have a laugh in Scotland. I returned to England in 1983, but didn't contact Eddie again until spring 1988. I just got in touch to see what he was up to, we met up, had a drink, and he told me about his street performing and about how he was trying to break into stand-up. At that time my younger brother Pete was about to finish a two year business studies course, and  soon after my meeting with Eddie Pete and he met for the first time. Eddie said he would be performing an unpaid try out spot (called an 'open spot') at a local club called the Bearcat in Twickenham soon after, so Pete went along to see him - Pete had never been to a comedy club before, but he loved it. He was about to gain his business diploma, and had lots of energy, but nowhere to direct it. He very quickly decided that he would like to run his own comedy club and asked Eddie if he would be resident compere. Eddie agreed and in October 1988 The Screaming Blue Murder Cabaret Club opened it's doors for the first time in an upstairs room in the Rose and Crown in Hampton Wick, Surrey.

In those days Eddie was doing a routine that started 'My uncle served in Vietnam, he was a waiter...' (Jack Dee later told him to personalize it, 'I served in Vietnam' was already funnier than 'my uncle') - Eddie used this material very successfully on the first night, but one week later, when he tried to do the same routine again, he was met with cries of 'you did that last week', which left him somewhat stumped - the free form improvisation that came to characterise his act was still a long way off - and it got to the point where, week in week out, Eddie would walk onto the stage, say very little, and then introduce the first act. Pete always believed in Eddie, but felt, as he said to me at the time, "I could do what he's doing at the moment - 'good evening ladies and gentlemen, er....  please welcome Jo Brand'", and so one evening he took Eddie to one side and told him to go away for a couple of weeks and think about it, to write some new stuff, just to get his head together. Eddie did, he went to the Lake District, and when he came back he had already begun to turn a corner. It was during those early days that I had a joke I thought Eddie might be able to use - seeing as we'd written together before the idea wasn't as absurd then as it might seem now - but Eddie said no, because, and I quote 'one day I'm going to make it, and when I do I want to be able to say I did it all on my own'. Of course that should have set off some alarm bells, but it didn't, not till much later...The success of the original wednesday night at the Rose and Crown led to Pete opening there on friday nights too - he also opened a club at the Leather Bottle in South Wimbledon on sundays and at the White Lion in Streatham on mondays - in other words Eddie had the luxury of doing at least four gigs a week, with the added benefit of knowing that he could try out new stuff as much as he wanted, it didn't matter if he died on his arse, there was no club promoter in the background he needed to impress to try and get a booking, Pete was behind him all the way, he would be back again next week no matter what. This point is hugely important and cannot be emphasised enough - a promoter who didn't care if his resident compere was funny or not was, and is, unheard of - Pete gave him the time and space he needed to develop regardless of immediate success or failure. (He would later do the same for Dominic Holland.) Pete gave Eddie the most valuable thing he needed at that time, something no-one else was giving him - a stage.

It was during this period that Eddie had his first experience of television. He did a show fronted by Arthur Smith called First Exposure, recorded in a theatre in Stratford, East London. Eddie died a death, but by the magic of TV the laughs had been miraculously restored by the time of transmission. He was particularly pissed off that night because his brother Mark had come along to watch. However, his second brush with television was to be a different story...

Throughout 1989 and 1990 Eddie carried on doing the clubs, slowly finding his feet and finding the confidence to run with ideas as they came to him. Any comedian will tell you that experience compering a club is invaluable, because it teaches you to think on your feet, and it gets you used to talking to an audience. Jo Brand's very stiff and stylised delivery in her early days was all but completely wiped away by a period of compering. By the end of 1990 Eddie had started to get a name for himself, and was more often than not no longer compering the Screaming Blue Murder friday night shows, because he was getting regular bookings at other clubs, both in London and around the country, and on the back of this he had started touring his one man show to small provincial theatres and art centres by early 1991. Eddie asked Pete to be his agent in late 1989, and then agreed that he should be his manager in 1990, although perhaps 'manager' is somewhat misleading - rather than tell Eddie what to do, when something came up they discussed it and decided jointly. So when Eddie first thought about trying to do his act as a transvestite, he spoke to Pete about it. Pete encouraged him to do whatever he felt happiest with, and so Eddie tried it, for the first time, in Leicester - the minute he walked off stage after the gig Eddie phoned Pete, elated, to say that, although a handful of people had walked out, the vast majority of people just accepted him as he was. (When I used to drive Eddie to some of the out-of-town gigs after the show he would always ask 'how many walked out?' - invariably some always would, not because of his clothes, this was before he started performing as a transvestite, but simply because they  didn't 'get it'. He was always pleased if people had left because, as he put it, 'it means I'm not bland.')

I think that at the beginning of their partnership both thought that they would be equal partners across the board, but it soon became clear to Pete that Eddie's business acumen was somewhat lacking, and so as Eddie got a better hold on his act Pete took more control of the business. Because of this Screaming Blue Murder were thought of as being Pete's clubs and not Eddie's, and it was maybe because of this that Eddie decided to try opening his own club, 'Raging Bull'. Although Pete offered advice Eddie didn't want him to be involved, he wanted his club to be just that, 'his' - the result was disastrous. Eddie opened at the Boulevard Theatre in Soho, knowing full well that even if he sold every single seat in the place he would still barely break even, and the place was rarely even half full. The move to the Shaw Theatre was even worse, a comedy show at midnight in a 400 seat theatre with no atmosphere on the Euston Road - as Pete now says 'arrogance overcame reason.' This story is, I believe, more important than it might at first seem. As time went on it appeared that Eddie's idea of good business was simply to throw money at something until it worked. Or even if it didn't.At the time Eddie was seeing a woman we shall call Jane (not her real name). Jane was a would-be singer who  fronted a band which will also remain nameless. Although not a bad singer, she had no charisma, no star quality, and no real talent as a songwriter. Rather than go their own way the band listened to what other Indie bands were doing in an attempt to ride that wave with them, but of course as soon as they latched on to a new style or idea, the wave had already gone. Jane wasn't shy about asking Eddie for help buying equipment, and he bought the band anything and everything they needed, believing that if he threw enough money their way eventually they, and more importantly Jane, would make it.

In early 1991 Stephen Fry and Channel 4 were putting together the Aids benefit 'Hysteria 3' for the London Palladium. Comedian Mark Thomas's future wife, Jenny, was a researcher and a big fan of Eddie, and she recommended him to her producer. Her producer loved him, and he was invited to be a part of the show. This event was televised, and it was this, more than anything else, that was Eddie's really big break. Sharing the bill with Stephen Fry were Ben Elton, Julian Clary, Jools Holland, Tony Slattery - Eddie did ten minutes and stole the show. Although he had a small cult following on the comedy circuit he was unknown to the majority of other acts, TV executives, and most of the audience. They all loved him. When the programme was aired on Channel 4 later in the year Eddie was seen by an enormous audience all over the country, and this time there was no need to dub on the laughter. Afterwards, riding on the back of this success, Pete booked Eddie out across the country. At the Edinburgh Festival he was nominated for the Perrier Award, and at the end of the year he won a Time Out award. His journey on the road to fame had started in earnest.

In 1992 Pete and Eddie formed a company together, called H+I Management (Harris and Izzard). Originally the 'offices' of H+I were at the house Pete and I shared in Surbiton, but in early summer they moved to premises in Covent Garden. H+I was formed because both Eddie and Pete wanted to be involved with a management company of real quality, to be with H+I was to be a sign of being someone special. H+I represented Eddie himself, John Hegley, Dominic Holland, Steve Furst (aka Lenny Beige) and, for a short time, the Reduced Shakespeare Company. In Edinburgh at the Festival in 1993 John Hegley sold out and Dominic Holland won the Perrier Award for 'best newcomer', with Steve Furst and his show 'The Gary Glitter Story' breaking even, no mean feat for a play at the Festival. H+I was doing well.

Though Eddie had made a conscious decision not to perform stand-up on TV, when approached they decided to make a video. Neither Pete nor Eddie had any experience in negotiating with prospective companies vying for the video rights, but as Eddie said at the time, 'we'll learn together as we go' - which led to them both saying 'no' to every offer laid before them, and laughing incredulously as each offer was subsequently increased, until finally they came to an agreement with Polygram. This 'learn together as we go' idea is again an important point - this was very much a partnership, both supporting the other as new challenges arose, Eddie as a stand-up, and Pete as a businessman. Pete had booked the Ambassadors Theatre for the month of February 1993, and this was the show they would film. Little did they know, when the doors opened on monday 1st February, that the show would be such a huge success that the run would need to be extended twice, finally closing at the end of April. Pete produced the Ambassadors run single-handed, a show that was nominated for a prestigious Olivier Award for 'Outstanding Achievement'. (As for the video, it did very well too - Pete can be seen at the very beginning, knocking on Eddie's dressing room door, giving him '5 minutes'). At the end of the year I went to the LWT British Comedy Awards with Eddie, to watch him pick up his award for 'Best Stand-Up Comedian', (we had been told in advance he was the winner). All in all 1993 had been another triumphant year.

At H+I Pete was looking after the business, and he was refusing to let Eddie throw any more company money at Jane and the band, telling him that he could do what he wanted with his own money, but he couldn't fritter away company profits. Suddenly Jane's money-well looked like it might be drying up. Also Pete decided that hiring a car for Eddie to drive every time he had an out-of-town gig was a needless extravagance, instead, why not buy Eddie his own car with company money? Eddie agreed, and everything was fine until one day Eddie walked into the office saying he needed to hire a car for that evening's gig. When Pete asked him why he wasn't using his own car he replied 'Jane needs it'. In the end Eddie used his own car - whether he hired another one for Jane or not I don't know.

After the success at the Ambassadors they decided to do another West End run. The Albery Theatre was just next door to the office, and free in February 1994. Everything was going fine, the theatre was booked, until one day Eddie took exception to the fact that Pete would be earning twice from the show, first his percentage as Eddie's agent and second his percentage as the producer. Eddie didn't like this, because he felt Pete was 'earning too much'. Pete pointed out that he was earning twice because he was doing two jobs - somebody else could be brought in to produce the show, but why? - anybody else would need to be paid the same, and having the same person as agent and producer ensured that no deals could be done behind Eddie's back (ie falsifying receipts so that the 'star' gets less in his percentage). Eddie's concerns certainly don't appear rational, but maybe by now Jane was seeing Pete as a real threat to her ongoing ambition to be famous, or rather to the money she thought could help her to acheive that fame, and perhaps she was poisoning Eddie against Pete - obviously this is just a theory, maybe we'll never know. On saturday morning 29th January 1994, two days before the opening at the Albery Theatre, Pete had a meeting with Eddie at the office in Covent Garden. According to Pete Eddie seemed to be on a high, very chatty and happy, they discussed this and that, watched a pilot of an idea Eddie was working on, then walked round the corner to look over the frontage of the Albery, and generally had a laugh. Then, with the meeting over, as they left, Eddie said 'oh, and by the way, I don't want to work with you anymore.'Pete was completely devastated. They had never had a contract between them, nothing Pete could fall back on, the whole thing had been done on trust. Eddie was to earn a fortune from the Albery show, and yet when he left the H+I offices he took everything with him, including both computers, though he knew he was leaving Pete in the shit. However, two days after Eddie dumped him, Pete still stood in the foyer of the Albery Theatre as the show's producer, welcoming people to the first night, many of whom he had invited personally. The show was sold out, but there was a row of seats, right at the front, that was empty. The row where Pete's friends and family would have been.

When Eddie did this I had known him for over 18 years. I still don't know why he did it. Of course show business is littered with people becoming stars and then moving on from their original managers or agents, it can be difficult for the people involved, but nonetheless understandable. What I can't understand is why Eddie seemed to take so much pleasure in it. He could have said 'sorry, but I need to move on, in a month or two months or six months', he could have thanked him for his help, he could have softened the blow, but instead he seemed to revel in it. Pete had just signed a six month deal on a flat in Soho, so that he could work late if he needed to instead of having to make the last train back to Surbiton. Now he was stuck up there in a flat he didn't want and couldn't afford, and unable to get out. Also at this time he was already looking to put on another West End show that he had taken to the Edinburgh Festival in 1993, 'The Gary Glitter Story' - the theatre involved were hassling him to sign for the hire, but he didn't have the signature for the money from the sponsors, though the sponsors had assured him that they were definitely on board. So, afraid of losing the theatre, he signed for the hire, and then the sponsors pulled out. Pete had to plough all his own savings into the show, and the show flopped. Within a few months of Eddie firing him Pete had lost everything. He could have filed for bankruptcy, but he didn't, it took time but he paid off every last penny, helped by various comedians such as Jo Brand, Lee Evans, Lee Hurst, Harry Hill, Alan Davies and Kevin Day, who, amongst others, performed a show at the Wimbledon Theatre to help raise the money. You have to decide for yourself who was to blame for his downfall. Personally I blame Eddie - Pete was distraught about losing the partnership, he lost his confidence and his judgement with it.

I have never spoken to Eddie since, although Pete ran into him in the street in Edinburgh at the festival in 2001, and they went and had lunch together. When I heard I asked Pete what he'd said. 'About what?' 'About the way he treated you.' 'I didn't even ask him, he did what he did, he has to live with it.' Which brings me back to a quote from the article in the Telegraph."'There are two lines that will do me on my spirituality,' Izzard says. 'Do unto others as you would have done unto you, and what goes around comes around.'"Well, we'll just have to wait and see, won't we? But I'm sure people can understand that knowing what I do this makes for nauseating reading. When I contacted Pete about this, he told me:"Eddie once said to me, 'Truth doesn't matter, it's what people believe to be the truth that matters. Therefore, get what you want people to believe down in print and it will become the truth.' He is playing that game. Good luck to him, you can't change the real truth and in the end it doesn't really matter anyway. No one cares."Well maybe no-one does care, but the fact remains that when Pete met Eddie he was a struggling open spot, and when Eddie got rid of him five years later Eddie had the world at his feet. Pete went on to manage Lee Hurst through his 'They Think It's All Over' days, and the subsequent very successful tours and videos.

Just after Eddie got rid of Pete he did an interview for Vox magazine - the article started like this; 'Eddie Izzard has never had an agent, never had a plugger, he books his own tours and talks his own deals.' I was furious. I wrote to them putting them straight and telling them to ask anyone they liked on the comedy circuit for the truth. Of course I never heard anything from them - 'Eddie Izzard is great' sells, 'Eddie Izzard once had a manager he shat on' doesn't. I have had similar experiences across the years when I've objected to some of the bullshit Eddie comes out with, but with the same response, or rather lack of it. Reading the same dismissive rubbish about this period in his life in the Telegraph article just made me decide to put pen to paper and write out the truth once and for all. I just want a copy of this to be out in the open, for people to know the truth, so that one day if someone decides to write a proper biography of Eddie they will have this to refer to, because the only three people in the world who know the full story from the inside are Pete, Eddie and me, and Eddie seems to have some difficulty remembering it ever happened.

So there you have it, perhaps not the most earth shattering of stories, but one, for reasons that escape me, Eddie tries to airbrush out of his history. It might be that phrase 'one day I’m going to make it, and when I do I want to be able to say I did it all on my own'  (he didn't, no-one does), or it might just be that he's ashamed of how he behaved. Either way, how much difference did Pete make to Eddie's career? Eddie probably would have made it anyway, he always had the talent and the determination, but Pete certainly helped him achieve his goals quicker. But what if Eddie hadn't had the luxury of doing four gigs a week, completely free to die without any pressure? What if he'd just had to take the route of so many other comics, and do open spot after open spot, struggling to get a booking? Would it have broken his resolve? His style took some time to develop, would he have stuck with it? Who can say, but it is worth remembering this; when Eddie started out no-one other than Pete thought he could ever amount to anything. As Tony Allen, the 'Godfather of Alternative Comedy', said at the time, 'Eddie Izzard - great bloke, shit comedian'... it just turns out that he got those two the wrong way round.

Philip Harris28/11/2003

Bobby Dale
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