Here lies Matthew Finlayson... A stand-up comedian in his fifth year... Not dead... Just dead beat. A casualty of the bar trade: weeks without daylight; endless ill-mannered patrons; exhausted from educating the thankless public on social protocol and etiquette. All with a perpetual case of Chef's Arse. One who views humanity's evolution from the ape, not so much as a lie, just as more of an exaggeration, has only two viable options: The Crazed Gunman? which appealing as it sounds, has only the future prospects of becoming Tommy Sheridan's new roommate OR turning one's gun upon oneself, giving anyone present a Jackie Onassis makeover. The Comedian? The bastard inbred cousin of The Arts! The Comedian knows no boundaries in the endless pursuit of the gag.

Becks, Dugs and Rotten Hole promises an insight into the booze-soaked findings of a man with nothing else to do.