You would never think it if you saw us together most of the time but Tony and I are good friends. No, really, we are. We just tend to disagree on things. Lots of things.
Tony also seems to have this idea that I think I know it all….Which of course is nonsense…because I know that I know it all.

Why does he always crop one of your hands off when he takes your picture?
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We first met around 2001′ish at a small spoken word club on All Saints Road in ladbroke Grove run by a mutual friend ‘Dr Stuart’ a poet, actor,dancer and physical comedian. (you might have seen him as one of Ruby Rhodds assistants in the fifth element)
…or maybe not, who knows?
Anyway I digress. So Tony turns up at the club, where I am doing some really average spoken word routines and playing backing guitar for another friend, and he’s writing a book about performance and he’s here to do a bit of research.

I ended up doing one of his workshops, which helped me to decide that the stage was not for me, and then photographing many of his performance nights.
He still does these comedy workshops
and once upon a time he was treading the boards himself.
In fact he is credited as one of the creators of ‘Alternative Comedy’…apparently.
Oh yeah and he has an alter ego clown. Tofu. And a little gang of anarchist clowns who roam around causing gentle mayhem.

Becky posing for our police tail.
City of London. Stock Exchange.
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Did I say he is also a playright?
And a regular presence at Speakers corner?
and an actor?
And a vegetarian?
And a Grafitti artist (with Heathcote Williams)
And the reincarnation of St francis of assissi?
…..OK, I made that last one up.
HEATHCOTE WILLIAMS. I WILL NOT PAY TAXES UNTIL….
But in a glittering anti-career that has seen him scale the lofty heights of …a step ladder at Hyde park corner, and the lows of literally playing in a toilet on shepherds bush green, Tony has always ……shown up.
Unless of course it was raining …..or too early in the morning …..or a bit cold out.
Bloody Anarchists and their rules about not having rules.

” you call my non gender specific life partner a slag?”
On the set of The Film Plan-B
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Oh, and if you are at one of his performance nights, whatever you do DONT EAT ANY CRISPS! Trust me on this one.
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“Tony Allen. This is not an obituary yet. johngladdy” definitely causes me personally think a small bit further.
I treasured each and every particular portion
of this blog post. I appreciate it ,Leroy