Interview: Actor Dave Lawson

david-lawsonOriginally posted on Cry Little Sister

AN INTERVIEW WITH Dave Lawson
Dave Lawson is an Australian television and radio personality. You may have recently seen him as Scott in ABC1’s comedy series Utopia or as Graeme in the film, The Mule. I interviewed Dave about his love for catering, shaving his head, working with Game of Thrones‘ Peter “The Dink” Dinklage, fatherhood and more.

How did you first get into acting?
I was studying Advertising at RMIT in the late 90’s, and a mate of mine in the course, his mum was an Agent – which was very helpful. I’d called a few agents previously and they’d told me to call back when I’d done some work. Kind of a catch 22 – you can’t get work without an Agent and can’t get an Agent without work. The first audition to was for a chocolate milk called ‘Gary’. I got the job and was hooked – mainly for the catering.

Is acting always something that you’ve wanted to do?
     Not particularly, I always enjoyed being a dick and trying to make friends laugh, it wasn’t until I was about 16 that I considered I might like to become an actor one day. The early advice I received was to have a fall back career, which is why I studied Advertising. It seemed like a mix of acting and drawing – my favourite subjects at high school. I was constantly reminded of the statistic that 99% of actors are out of work. Dad reminded me that also means 1% are in work.

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Why is a raven like a writing desk?

No. Seriously. Does anyone have the answer? That Mad Hatter, damn him and his adorable hat, has kept me in suspense for years.

No one knows? Ok. Let’s work this out together… a raven is a bird and birds often sit/nest/live in trees… and a writing desk is made of wood… also from trees… so this means… absolutely nothing. I’ve got nothing, people!

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Bad Things Happen When You Watch Re-runs

So, I was watching a Friends re-run the other day. (Yes, Friends! Go ahead and hate, I don’t care. #FriendsForever! #Stillmakesmesmile) It was the episode where Rachel flies to London to try to stop Ross’ wedding and I couldn’t help but notice Rachel was wearing track pants to the wedding. Now, I understand that when you are on a mission like Rachel was (and you just happen to look like Jennifer Aniston) you might not have time to change… but still… track pants to a wedding? And not one comment about it from Monica, Chandler or Joey? Who usually notice and remark on everything?

I, naturally, picked up my phone and googled “Rachel wears track pants to Ross’ wedding”. I was curious. Surely Friends fanatics had previously picked up on this. Fans notice everything. It’s their job as… well, fans. Continue reading “Bad Things Happen When You Watch Re-runs”

You can call me Bridget!

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Previously published on Cry Little Sister.


I have made it a tradition of mine to watch Bridget Jones’s Diary every year around the start of a new year. I can’t help but see the similarities between me and Bridget and how much I empathise with her life every time I watch the movie.


And although you’d more likely find me dancing to Stutter by Marianas Trench rather than crying along to All By Myself by Jamie O’Neil, and I may not wear such gargantuan sized knickers, but like Bridget, I too have worked in publishing and have always thought of a job in broadcasting. I’d make some hilarious notion at the job interview about having shagged my former boss, we’d both have a good laugh and I’d be hired on the spot. Sadly though, movies aren’t true to real life and if I was to state such a fact I would be looked upon in the most terrifying manner.


I should make it clear that I didn’t shag my former boss – a crusty old lesbian whose teeth were similar to that which crawls out of Mordor. Someone who would make working with Mr Titspervert feel like heaven in comparison! Let’s put it this way, I would have thrown her arse into the fires of Mount Doom long before I ever referred to her as my precious. Although I can’t deny that I am guilty of some minor office flirting over email on one or two occasions with members of staff.


We both dread being asked the question feared by all singletons, ‘how’s your love life?’ My public speaking skills also rival Bridget’s, as does my skill to continue to ramble to random strangers. I don’t however wear see-through clothing to the office, and no one has ever referred to me as a verbally incontinent spinster who smokes like a chimney, drinks like a fish and dresses like her mother. Probably a blessing that if I did want to take up drinking or smoking, I’m too poor to afford such luxuries or pay for the expensive lung cancer bills it would lead to in the future.


So came the end of the year when I too, like Bridget, realised that unless something changed soon I was going to live my life where my major relationship was with a bottle of wine and I’d finally die fat and alone and be found three weeks later half-eaten by Alsatians. My life could so easily slip into that of Bridget’s that I made a major decision. I didn’t do the cliche thing and buy a diary – but I too vow that I don’t want to next year end up shit-faced and listening to sad FM, easy listening for the over 30s (oh god, it’s coming!)


I do like the idea of it – Mallory, hard-headed journalist. Even though I would rather interview a Kardashian (and lord knows I dislike the Kardashians*) than a high-power attorney, even one as dashingly-handsome as Colin Firth.


And although my new years resolution isn’t to find a nice sensible boyfriend to go out with, I will be also not form any romantic attachments to any of the following: alcoholics, workaholics, commitment phobics, Peeping Toms, megalomaniacs, emotional fuckwits or perverts. Although who knows, maybe there is a “Darcy” who likes me just as I am in my near future. Given, he must own a fetching reindeer jumper 🙂


* All personal feelings aside, I do actually admire the Kardashians for turning their name into a brand.


MH

Strictly Ballroom The Musical Sneak Peek

The cast with Director Baz Luhrmann and Set/Costume Designer Catherine Martin bottom centre. 
All photos by me.

If you haven’t seen the numerous posters, the sound of a song in the air or maybe you actually have been living under a rock for quite some time (I hear the rent is cheap this time of year) you would be unaware that Strictly Ballroom the Musical has landed in Melbourne. But in all seriousness, shame on you.

Based on Baz Luhrmann’s 1984 movie of the same name; the story tells of ballroom dancer Scott Hastings (played by Thomas Lacey) and novice Fran (played by Phoebe Panaretos) as they try to dance their way to becoming Pan-Pacific Grand Prix Dancing champions.

Thanks to Nuffnang, a group of bloggers were invited to attend see a three-song preview of the show presented by Baz Luhrmann himself. Details under the cut =D

 
PLEASE BE AWARE. VERY PHOTO HEAVY.

 Originally posted at Cry Little Sister.

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