THERE’S something inherently funny when you see a full grown man singing in a high pitch voice like a woman. People laugh as it’s unnatural, however, that’s my actual job.
For 24 years I’ve been a choirboy singing in various different cathedral and church choirs up and down the country, usually wearing a cassock (basically a dress). When my voice broke, I decided to carry on singing in a falsetto voice. To this day I have no idea why; maybe I liked the weirdness of it? Maybe I liked the Bee Gees?
I would often sing at people’s weddings and there would be the occasional person in the audience that would snigger or laugh at the ridiculousness of the situation.
I was once at a funeral (again, in the dress) when a son of the deceased came over to me with a smile on his face and said, ‘hearing you singing like that has really cheered me up mate, it’s dead weird, thanks’. It then dawned on me that if I could make a man laugh at his own Mother’s funeral surely I can make non-mourning people laugh with this weird ‘skill’? I’d always loved watching comedians but never thought I’d be able to do it. So I spent a few years writing jokes, ditched the dress and here I am, singing like a girl, telling jokes and making people laugh. What a weirdo.
Lloyd Griffith: Voice of An Angel Body of A Trucker, Pleasance Courtyard, until 24 August, 7.15pm, £7.50-£10.50, 0131-226 0000