A Wounding Tongue. I'm Working

A Wounding Tongue. I'm Working On It. Perhaps Its The Celt In Me.

Mellow Doesn't Describe Me. I'm Hungry Every Day.

Market Forces Impose Certain Rules Before A Film Can Actually Get Made.

There's, Like, Marks Next To An Actor's Name Or Something, And Boy Does That Go Up And Down! Somewhere In There, Which Always Causes My Mate Miss Ruby Wax Great Hilarity, I Was Offered A Biopic Of Frank Sinatra. Even I Knew That Was A Bad Idea! They'll Throw Anything At You At Certain Times. So, You Know, To Thine Own Self Be True.

Being On The Stage In New York Is Always Exciting Because You Feel Like You're Part Of The Life Of The City.