Ant Dewson passed his Grade 6 piano exam when he was 14 – and he hasn’t got any better since then! Classical music’s loss was comedy’s gain, and Ant now puts his limited skills to good use performing silly songs at comedy clubs up and down the country.* See where he’s performing next on the Gigs page.
Ant has performed at some great clubs, for some lovely promoters, including Jongleurs, Up The Creek, the Comedy Café, The Stand, the Bearcat, Angel Comedy, House of Stand Up, Funhouse Comedy, Piccadilly Comedy Club, Out of Bounds, OiOi Comedy, Big Cheese... to name but a few. He’s also performed at the New Wolsey Theatre in Ipswich, the Astor Theatre in Deal, the Churchill Theatre in Bromley, the Harlequin Theatre in Redhill and the West Cliff Theatre in Clacton-on-Sea.
Ant has shared the stage with some of the UK’s finest comedians including Harry Hill, Michael McIntyre, Frank Skinner, Micky Flanagan and Lee Mack. He has also shared the stage with some absolute shockers, all of whom he is much too polite to mention here.
Ant has been the regular host of four London Comedy Clubs – Roar With Laughter, Tooting Rhubarb, Desperately Seeking Stagetime and the inventively titled Wimbledon Comedy Club. He doesn’t run any of them any longer because it’s too much like hard work! And Ant is very much afraid of hard work.
Ant used to write comedy for TV and radio. He then discovered that writing advertising and marketing pays much better. He is currently working on a musical sitcom about his fat friend Dave, and a poster campaign for yoghurt. If you’d like to find out about Ant’s other life as a well-respected copywriter, click here.
Ant is a former choir-boy, and he now sings with Wimbledon Choral Society. He has sung at the Royal Festival Hall, Ely Cathedral, Wimbledon Theatre, Fairfield Halls, Guildford Cathedral, Southwark Cathedral, Cadogan Hall and on the pitch at Wembley Stadium before the Challenge Cup Final. He’s sung on Songs of Praise, despite being a non-believer. And he has also sung on a number of radio commercials, sometimes deliberately badly.
* Why are these things always written in the third person… he asked?