Having won the Edinburgh Comedy Award in 2009, one can definitely afford to be a Masterslut. It was all a very seductive experience. Tim recited for us, voice breathy, oozing with charisma, a selection of his poetry from pornographic playing cards with champagne strewn and strawberries scattered around a bath (yes, a real one, with water splashing.) All the while laughable. Very laughable indeed! So much so that he has been nominated for a Barry Award this year.
I was curious to know more about the man behind the slut; Here’s what I found out:
PS: How did you transition from awkward and tentative to charismatic Masterslut?
TK: My friend Megan noted that I was accidentally charming in one of my shows and should do it more often. Before it was veering towards character comedy at times, playing an awkward, disheveled creature. Now I stand up straight and hold a conductor’s baton. I like both incarnations. The old one’s probably more like real life.
PS: What is a slut; Are you one?
TK: I just looked it up, a slut is “an immoral or dissolute woman; a prostitute”. I don’t think I’m those things. I certainly would never charge for any of it.
PS: In this show, you had a mystery encounter with a lady in your bath. Have you ever had special romantic times in your bath?
TK: I don’t think “special romantic times” are that practical in a regular-sized bath. I usually read or play Bejewelled.
PS: Does media and set design play an important role in a show?
TK: Yes definitely. I’m lucky that I’ve got an AMAZING team around me. People who can make baths and organize to get it filled. I also have a director I’ve worked with for years who shoots films with me all the time, and this time we brought in a scuba-diving film maker to shoot some aquatic shorts.
PS: How did you begin including larger production components in your acts?
TK: It was very organic. Basically, shooting with J – my New York-based goon – we started to build up a portfolio of cheeky films. At one point I showed a couple at a comedy night where they had a screen. It really worked so we thought of ways of stitching the two elements together. I might go back the other way next time, strip it right back down to me and a mic, but at the moment I love the way everything bubbles about together.
PS: Which came first: the comedy or the poetry?
TK: Comedy. Poetry was a stupid experiment that got out of hand.
PS: There is a tinge of melancholy in your poetry. What informs your poetry? Is it personal experience?
TK: Nothing informs it. It is usual short, insignificant and fleeting. Once or twice a bit of my life drips into it – I don’t really mind that – but usually it’s just about nothing – about an owl or a man on a high-chair or something.
PS: Do you write serious poetry?
TK: No. This is about as serious as it gets. But some of it does have traces of soul in it.
PS: Do you characterize your life as funny, awkward or sad?
PS: Where does one buy your pornographic poetry cards?
TK: On the internet. Just type in pornographic playing cards and you’re away. Be careful though, I once bought a pack that were way too much for me.
PS: How are you finding Melbourne?
TK: Really nice. My Godson is here so I’ve got to hang out with him a bit. I’ve been to the footy. I’ve been to the beach. I’ve been on one of your trams. I’ve eaten some Vietnamese food. Basically living the dream. Thank you for having me.