The Guardian (USA)

I yearned to be a pop star – but loneliness and boredom made me quit for something better

- Jordan Gray

On Christmas Eve 2017, I told my wife that, eight years into a successful 10-year music career, I wanted to quit and tell jokes instead. She told me she supported me and – crucially – that she believed I was funny enough to make a go of it. I was elated … until we pulled a cracker and she almost died laughing at the joke inside. Fair to say her comedy barometer was a bit buggered.

I recorded music for a decade under the stage name Tall Dark Friend. Don’t ask me what it means – I didn’t know then and I don’t know now. Seven albums, two European tours, a proverbial “shelf of awards” (the awards were real, I just never got around to putting up an actual shelf) – and no plan B. Everything culminated in a memorable stint on The Voice in 2016, signing to a label, bringing out a rubbish single, being unceremoni­ously dropped from said label, and dragging my arse across the Pride circuit for a year as my heart scabbed over. I turned my head one day to find the muse on my shoulder had long since flown away.

If you’d prefer more a “trailer moment for the biopic”, my epiphany actually came during the live semifinals of The Voice. On the show, hosted by Marvin Humes and Emma Willis, choice contestant­s were ushered over to “Marvin’s corner” for a chat – akin to being invited on to Johnny Carson’s couch. The show had tailored me a red suit that happened to match the shade of the couch. For a laugh, I lay down prostrate, pretending to be invisible, and felt a pang of excitement and immediacy I hadn’t felt for years making music. I realised then and there that I much preferred acting the clown to singing for my supper.

Solo stagecraft – be it singer, comic, dancer, juggler, stripper – is by its nature a lonely job. Counterint­uitively, the more people you meet night to night, the easier it is to feel isolated within the Hanna-Barbera background your life has become. The travel. The sterility of hotel breakfasts for one. The swimming pool of your Melbourne hotel at

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