Stuart Goldsmith has burst onto the stand-up scene after 6 years as a street-performer, where he was adept at transforming hundreds of busy pedestrians into a hopeless giggling mess. Stepping onto a stage and using a microphone has focused his charisma and invention like a lens under the sun, but with his audience more like laughing, living people than burning ants. With material spanning everything from failed relationships to an alarmingly casual approach to farmyard violence, he combines the bite and dynamism of a German shepherd with the rugged good looks and crowd-control skills of a shepherd from Germany.
Stuart Goldsmith has burst onto the stand-up scene after 6 years as a street-performer, where he was adept at transforming hundreds of busy pedestrians into a hopeless giggling mess. Stepping onto a stage and using a microphone has focused his charisma and invention like a lens under the sun, but with his audience more like laughing, living people than burning ants. With material spanning everything from failed relationships to an alarmingly casual approach to farmyard violence, he combines the bite and dynamism of a German shepherd with the rugged good looks and crowd-control skills of a shepherd from Germany.