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Marcus Keeley was born in 1989 and the hilarity hasn’t stopped since. Or started. He is a stand-up, writer, poet, film-maker and general dissenter. He started all this in late 2007 in an attempt to distract himself from the impending doom and banality of his choices in life. That and getting a job. It hasn’t worked.
His material focuses on his poor decisions, the futile disgust resulting from it, the horrible feeling of suspected mass peer-alienation, having a total-life crisis at 20 and the supposed catharsis gained from saying it all to a room of strangers. It hasn’t worked, but he’s still gigging.
Whilst fucking his life up in England, he has played to many venues in the eastern English circuit, including Norwich Arts Centre. He continues to do that in his native Belfast, playing Lavery’s, The Pavilion Bar, McHugh’s and runs/MC’s Voicebox Comedy. He sometimes bokes in his sleep.
"Marcus Keeley, an angry Irish guy, did some brilliant poems about hating people, including one about couples sitting next to him on planes, being forced to "eat porridge made with tears of anguish". He is recklessly cynical and disgusted with humans, dry and bitter as an empty pint glass, letting us indulge in his fantasies of satisfyingly unusual violence" - UEA Concrete, Issue 220