Here’s all three parts of the interview we posted the other day.
Psychological illusionist Derren Brown talks to the OU’s Nigel Warburton about how personal experiences can be misleading and how people attribute design to objects in the natural world
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The dates below are all CONFIRMED venues for the new tour. New dates/venues will be added here as soon as we have them.
The show will also tour in 2012 when it is our intention to tour venues not played in 2011.
4, 5, 6 – Bradford Alhambra (on sale soon)
7, 8, 9 – Reading Hexagon (on sale soon)
11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16 – Norwich Theatre Royal (on sale soon)
19, 20, 21, 22, 23 – Oxford New Theatre
24, 25 – Sunderland Empire
27, 28, 29, 30 – Edinburgh Playhouse
3, 4 – Sheffield City Hall (on sale soon)
5, 6, 7 – Stoke The Regent
9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21 – Birmingham Alexandra
22, 23, 24 – Northampton Derngate (on sale soon)
26, 27, 28 – Plymouth Pavilions (on sale soon)
29, 30, 31 – Bristol Hippodrome
1 – Bristol Hippodrome
3, 4 – Bournemouth BIC (on sale soon)
The performance is not suitable for children under 12 years of age.
These dates are subject to change.
PLEASE NOTE: We cannot confirm or deny ANY other dates or venues at this point. A lot of fans are emailing to find out if Derren will be coming to a certain town and we’re sorry we can’t confirm anything until it is officially anounced. We also can’t confirm when tickets go on sale, this is decided by the venue.
You can always find the most up to date list on the main site HERE.
The Open University’s Nigel Warburton talks to psychological illusionist Derren Brown about appearance and reality, and what kind of people are most gullible.
Philosophy and the Human Situation: http://www3.open.ac.uk/study/undergra…
It has been a pleasant day. After a private, and unusually delightful, gig in Stockholm, I gave myself and my extensive team of Coops (PA) and Iain (writing partner) the day off and painted. I have been painting a friend, the free-runner and general embodiment of all that is astonishing Chase Armitage (yes, a par-court giant called Chase: living proof of the maxim that after years of primary-school teasing and slow-burn comfortable associations, people tend to be attracted to careers which suit their names.) Following that I visited an artist friend Patrick Hughes, and had my head cast in plaster in order for a reverse-sculpture of your apologetically infrequent blogger to be created. It’s a little difficult to describe, and I shall blog the results along with the pictures that were taken along the way, but imagine a portrait which, through a compelling trick of perspective, unfailingly shifts and turns to follow you around the room.
I thought I should also drop you a line about the new book, Confessions of a Conjuror which will soon be piled high and wide deep within those warehouses of Amazon, sometimes glimpsed on the way to Swansea, and prominently displayed in the erotic poetry section of Waterstones, whichever you prefer. As an ardent Amazon-hound and a loyalty-card-carrying lover of all things Waterstonian, I wouldn’t be able to decide. Every couple of years or so I seem to get a month or so put aside to concentrate exclusively on ‘breaking the back’ (or at least bending the spine) of a new book, and it’s quite the finest part of that particular two-year period. I can, without guilt, spend my afternoons in the cafe across the road, guzzling cappuccini (with or without a panino), forgetting the cares of the rest of my career and ruthlessly clicking any TV-related phone-calls to answer-phone where they are left to rot and die. It is an unmatched pleasure to live that life for a brief period, to wear clothes that are beyond squalid, to daily secure ones favourite table by the window and for there to be, for the time at least, no deadlines or pressure.
No pressure because one cannot write a book in a month, so the spread of the upcoming tour is always there to supply ample time to get within sight of the end and get ready for the far-off and very comfortable delivery-date. On tour it is again a delight: the show is up, running and well-received, so what could be nicer than spending ones days discovering further glorious cafes around the country or tucking oneself away in a hotel bar until the time comes to show up and show-off on stage? Bit by bit, the book is fleshed out in-between shows, and then, if a West-End run follows, frantically during the days at home or even – bliss upon bliss – lengthways upon the dressing room sofa, lemon and ginger and honey brew an arm’s reach away. (more…)