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My name is Charlie Demers — I’m a Juno-nominated comedian and I’m a BC Book Prize -nominated author, and my voice features prominently on your parents’ favourite public radio show & your child’s favourite Netflix cartoon (so long as your parents listen to CBC’s The Debaters and your kid watches either of the Emmy-winning programs Beat Bugs or The Last Kids on Earth). I’ve led an idiosyncratic life that has included, among other things, membership in a communist sect; opening, on various occasions, for Sarah Silverman, Marc Maron, Hannibal Buress, Bob Odenkirk & David Cross; organizing a union at a video arcade; making a cooking show pilot with my mother-in-law; writing jokes with Dave Foley of The Kids in the Hall; introducing Noam Chomsky at an anti-war rally of more than fifteen thousand people at Vancouver’s Sunset Beach; sharing a bill talking about anxiety and obsessive-compulsive disorder along with Stanley Cup finalist Kelly Hrudey & his daughter; learning a Cantopop love song for my wedding banquet; and, most recently, going to seminary. The various interests, proclivities, and personal deficiencies which brought about a resume that eclectic will give you some idea of the range I want to cover on this here blog-newsletter hybrid.
I am a writer-performer, and even at the best of times, the stress falls on the first of those terms — I’ve written six books (five & a half if you don’t fully count collaborations, you lousy bean-counter!) & edited another four by other authors; written four plays (three & a half if you don’t fully count collaborations, you truly insufferable bean-counter!); and too many essays or book, film, & theatre reviews to count (I guess you’ll just have to make due with counting your infernal beans! Your precious, eminently countable beans!). But as you know, these very much aren’t the best of times, and with stand-up comedy reduced almost entirely to being a thing of the nostalgically-remembered pre-COVID past or the eagerly longed-for post-COVID future, I’m even more of a writer-performer than ever.
So that’s what I’m going to do here. I’m going to write. At least once a week, I’m going to write something about what’s going on, or write a review about a book or a film (with likely less of an emphasis on new releases these days, but this is an exciting time for finding buried treasure), or just a little of me trying to be funny on paper while we wait for the stages to re-open.
But I’m also dying for conversation, and the opposite-of-homesick to hang out again with my friends from the worlds of lefty and labour politics, comedy, literature, faith, and more — so I’ll also be regularly posting one-on-one conversations with some of my favourite people and, who knows, maybe even some who aren’t. Once a week: it’s the Full of Chit-Chat podcast.
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