What is Robert Wringham?
Oh hello. I didn’t see you there.
My name is Robert Wringham. I’m a writer and a performer.
I write humour, literary non-fiction and the odd polemical rampage. As a performer, I do comedy, readings and talks.
My first book, You Are Nothing was published by Go Faster Stripe in May 2012. It tells the story of Cluub Zarathustra, the avant-garde early work of comedians Stewart Lee, Roger Mann and Simon Munnery.
My second book, A Loose Egg, is a collection of my humour writing and was shortlisted for the 2015 Leacock Medal for Humour.
From 2007 to 2017, I was editor and publisher New Escapologist magazine, which is still probably what I’m best known for.
A New Escapologist-related book called Escape Everything! was published by Unbound and distributed by Penguin Random House in 2016. It was also released in Germany, Austria and Switzerland under the title Ich Bin Raus.
I’ve written for obnoxiously trendy print and online mags like Meat, tMCQ, Verbicide, CACTUS, Side Street Review, Splitsider, and the British Comedy Guide, as well as mainstreamier ones like Idler (where I now have a bimonthly column) and Playboy.
I’ve performed to delighted and horrified audiences at venues like the Traverse Theatre in Edinburgh, the Glasgow Centre for Contemporary Arts, Mainline Theatre in Montréal, at the Edinburgh Fringe Festival, and in Katy McCaulay’s back garden.
Online, I keep blogs here and here, and contribute to Johua Glenn’s pop culture website HiLobrow. If you like podcasts, there’s the hard-on-the-ears Punch and Judy Show I recorded between 2009 and 2012 with my friend Daniel Godsil.
I sometimes abuse my tiny and financially unprofitable media platform to meet my heroes. Such interviews have included Luke Rhinehart, Will Self, Tom Hodgkinson Alain de Botton, Momus, Poly Styrene, Stewart Lee, and Ian Macpherson among others.
I grew up in Dudley before escaping in 2004. I now live between Glasgow and Montreal. I wear suits, read library books, walk a lot, listen to jazz music, and eat peaches. My name comes from James Hogg’s Private Memoirs and Confessions of a Justified Sinner.
Photo: Alan Dimmick