I have a book coming out. It’s an illustrated version of a new solo show, with cartoons by
the marvellous Martin Rowson.
It’s called Portrait of the Dog as a Young Artist
I wrote it for the weird and wonderful Laugharne Literary Festival, which I do every year. As
you probably know, Laugharne is where Dylan Thomas lived and worked and largely based
Under Milk Wood on. The story was conceived as a love-letter to the festival, but despite a
few in-jokes, it’s written to appeal to anyone who likes my stuff.
The illustrations are fantastic, and I’ve had some good feedback.
It will be published a the end of March, and should be available by mail order from April.
A surreal, fantastical and joyous love letter to Laugharne, Wales via China,
Japan, Afghanistan & the V&A.
It’s as if Nick has written his loving and belly
rattling funny genius onto walls which have never stopped echoing the works of
Dylan Thomas – and I am here for this time-bent symphony of utter madness.
Carys Eleri
An utterly beguiling little volume. Brilliant, beautiful and not a little bonkers.
The collaboration by the ghosts of Saki, Flann O’Brien and Eric Morecambe that
the world didn’t know it needed.
This is just lovely. Unapologetically erudite, unfailingly hilarious and ridiculously
charming.
James O’Brien
I enjoyed this hugely- very funny and inventive…a brilliant mystery tour
through the back-alleys of a great comic mind.
Andy Hamilton
Nick Revell was the 2rst stand up I saw at the Comedy Store – he was sharp
and funny and had wonderful hair- he still does – it looks as good as the day he
bought it – he still has remarkable energy for his age – it always delights me to
see him about to go on stage, bent over and receiving his energising injection
from Dr Buck in his Elixir Van – that elixir is why you have this wonderful piece
of work in front of you – it is like an out of body experience of extreme
Bibliomania celebrated – it is not a full out of body experience as the last time
Nick did that his soul refused to go back into his wretched frame until coaxed in
by a cheese triangle – let us celebrate the eccentric ingenuity of the words
within and let us raise a glass to Dr Buck for making it all possible
Robin Ince
£10.00
