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The Great Alien Invasion: How I Invaded Milton Keynes, A Radio Station and People's Minds.

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 My Foray Into Guerilla Marketing.  I had never heard of Guerilla Marketing until I was aksed to be involved in a Guerilla Marketing Campaign. It just so happend that a company was looking for someone who resembled a slim, pale, 6ft+ alien. I had found my calling. The plan was to creat a viral campaign that would cause a stir and claw its way through the internet. We certainly caused a stir, and pissed a few people off. This is me  as the alien.  What is Guerilla Marketing? Guerrila Marketing uses unconventional methods to get people talking about a business and, in some cases, to boost sales. Campaigns like this can ruffle a few feathers; they can be clever and they certainly get people talking. I (the alien) was the unconventional method. The campaign was set up to get people talking about a certain college. All the information is online and I will provide links as I go. So, what actually happened? An Angry YouTuber, The Men In Black And My Own Cartoon.  I arrived at the offices of a

David Bowie's Silhouette: My Day in a Bowie Music Video.

12 Hours To Make a Music Video? It is true. This is roughly how long we had to shoot the music video. 5pm to 6am. Ouch.  In 2014 I auditioned to play a character called Bowie's Silhouette. Whether or not this is exactly what I played in the music video, I am not entirely sure. I auditioned in London. In the audition room there was a screen set up with a light shining behind it. The casting team asked me to stand behind the screen. I created various poses before being asked to run backwards and forewards. A request I found odd at the time, but made sense on the day of shooting. Once the casting team had seen enough of my silhouette, I was sent home. A day or so later I receieved a call from my agent to say "You have the part!" I was going to play David Bowie's bastard silhouette. Me! My Mum, being a big Bowie fan, was chuffed and so was my Dad. I had heard that David Bowie had okayed me to be in the video himself, but I am not too sure how true this is. It is a warming

Sex Scenes, Cat Ears and Strobe Lights: My Strangest Day On Set.

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 Sex Scenes.  It's. Not. Porn. I promise.  (This entire experience is a comedy sketch and can be viewed via this link) Director - Hey Danny. How are you doing? Danny - Good, thank you. Great to finally talk to you, Director - Absolutely. Likewise. So, let's get straight to it. I'll tell you my influences for the film and then give you a run down of what it's about - going to look like, etc.  Danny - Sounds good.  Director - Perfect. So, it's a cross between porn and Quentin Tarantino.  Danny - (Infinite Silence).  The above conversation more or less happened. I am 99% sure the last line came from the directors mouth. At least 90%.  But Danny, surely this is the brightest, most reddest flag in the entire effing world!  Al I can say is this...woops.  The above conversation more or less happened in the hot summer of 2013. I am fresh out of East 15, I have an agent (wow), no professional acting experience, and I am eager to to try anything. Absolutely anything. A short

I Dressed as a Drink for Money: Two Days in The world of Promo.

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Oh no! Not Promo!  In a previous blog I have talked about working for a TIE (Theatre in Education) company in Spain. Up until March of this year I was working for said company and the contract ended somewhat abruptly for both me and my Girlfriend. It was a horrible situation. We did not expect to be unemployed so fast. It felt like the rug had been pulled out from underneath us. I had plans for the money I was going to save, trips planned with my girlfriend. All of a sudden those plans were dramatically stripped away, burned to cinders, beaten to a bloody pulp and then pissed all over. But we picked ourselves back up and we're doing fine. I'm not even angry anymore, so you can get that idea right out of your head.  Why am I telling you this? Because we all need to make ends meet. I am lucky enough to have a hospitality job I can go back to. I work with wonderful people, including my Mum, and I have an understanding boss who lets me swan around doing my actory stuff before I com

Behind The Curtain: A Journey Into Theatre In Education.

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  Theatre In Education. When I left acting school I had never even heard of TIE (Theatre in Education). I found out from, what was then Casting Call Pro, about a job opportunity in Spain. I would be based in Valencia for the duration of the contract (approx. 6 months), travel all over Spain performing 4 different shows to children and teenagers, AND I would be earning money as well. My first thought was “this is a con.” I spoke to my dad who was dubious, to say the least. I applied and I was offered an audition. The auditions were being hosted by a rather prestigious acting school. My Dad kindly paid for my ticket to London and off I went to audition. It was not a con after all. I am still baffled by the fact that a lot of universities and Acting Schools still do not talk about theatre in education. There seems to be a stigma attached to it, like it is not real acting work. To cut a rather long story short, I met two key members of the company who were lovely. A group audition was th

Who Do I Think I am?

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Hello. I am Danny. That is my face. I have been acting for over a decade. Am I where I thought I would be? No. Do I have as much money as I planned to have by the time I was 34? No. Do I want to do anything else? Absolutely not. Am I delusional? Probably. Most actors who have been ploughing away as long as I have, or longer, will tell you a healthy amount of delusion is necessary to stay in an industry such as this. Not succeed, but stay.  I am going to tell you, dear reader, about what I have learned, what I have done and what I plan to do. There will be advice, both good and useless. There will also be illustrations because I love to draw, and I think we need pictures. I will talk about sex scenes (oh, the joy), being naked on camera, music videos, student films, feature films, touring theatre, money, no money, writing, not writing. All of it.  This narcissistic venture is aimed at myself. I just want to write things down and see if I can get to the bottom of why the hell I am hammer