Oliver J Brooke


Thinking outside the Box Office

‘The Arts’ are not about the Artists:

Today (Tuesday 1st November 2016) ‘The Stage’ printed an article about Conservative MP and former Culture Minister Ed Vaizey’s assertion that ‘The Arts world suffers from left-wing groupthink’. (https://www.thestage.co.uk/news/2016/ed-vaizey-arts-world-suffers-from-left-wing-groupthink/).

It occurred to  me having read the article that I agreed with much of the sentiment but I don’t feel labels help move the conversation on very much. You get the opposition to your argument you deserve, and labelling whole swathes of individuals ‘left-wing group think’ is unlikely to persuade those people to change their view, no matter how true the assertion may be. So in the great political tradition of saying something you know others may not like, here is my addition to a ‘frank and robust exchange of views’.


Diversifying in business when bums on seats is hard is the natural and preferred course of action. Why does theatre seem to refuse to diversify? And when I say diversify I mean speak to and for people who hold different perspectives. Assimilating people from different backgrounds who just happen to conform to the status quo too, isn’t my definition of diversifying.


Why is the arts world making itself into a niche? In post recession Britain every business is the competition of another (even in previously unrelated areas, theatre, catering, fashion, retail, hospitality, music, it all takes money out of our pocket that we can’t spend elsewhere. A self inflicted niche where a larger market share exists is in no business’s interest. Yet the arts continually seem to struggle, despite positive sentiment and rhetoric, to dilute their output to the point where this the mainstream becomes the target market. I don’t believe Art is a niche market. I think we have made it so. People said children didn’t read books, until Harry Potter came along. And what J.K.Rowling do? She didn’t patronise her audience. Some of those stories you might think were too scary for little kids, but they loved it. I think that is a lesson for the Arts world as a whole. In the interest of balance I will say that I could write a while essay on the sort of work out there that is being really well received and pushing new boundaries. Mark Rylance in Jez Butterworth’s Jerusalem; Jonathan Sothcott’s revival of British working class on film; Jack O’connell and his grounded performances that have made an asset out of his non-conformity to the arts’ traditional model of the modern day actor; and of course many more. Support of the arts however is well documented. In fact the arts world isn’t very shy in providing narratives that support its own interests and so I needn’t explore this area too much. Art benefits our collective and holistic lives immeasurably.  Which is why I feel its such a shame that many people are missing out of great music and poetry and theatre and film, until its packaged in a way that speaks to them, or appears on a car advert as apiece of rousing music to a cinematic backdrop. The point is why do we accept a limitation on our ability to present art in a modern way that has the uninitiated at the heart of what we do? Do those involved in the arts know just how many people are out there waiting to have that need created in them but who we have really given up on as not ‘arty’ people?  Or perhaps more fairly, we have let them give up on themselves too easily in this regard. Creating a need. This is basic sales. We could do much better if we tried.

Outside the Tribe:

In our evolution we learnt that being expelled from the tribe for shame or non-conformity could cost us the safety, security and life giving resources available to those within the tribe. Being expelled would have meant certain death in our hunter/gatherer days. We are still that same animal. Art fulfils many needs in the artist and many who view it, a common denominator being social validation of who we are, of what we think and of our shared human doubts and strengths. It makes perfect sense when working in this arena that we might without realising group together with like minded people who back us up in an uncertain world and in a precarious career. But art is so dull if you have to join a club to enjoy it. And the safety on the inclusion of the group may look just as uninviting to the outside as it may feel comforting on the inside. Put it this way, if you never step outside the tribe who do you know different cultures exist?  If you want to fall in love but you never step outside the local village, how do you know who you’re missing? How can you see who isn’t there?

It’s an odd question to ask ourselves what’s missing? What we can’t see? But the lack of object constancy of the toddler with his eyes shut, who thinks we can’t see them is something we must aim to outgrow. Even if we technically can’t know how we haven’t met in our lives yet, we all know there are people out there yet to befriend. And we as artists, should know there are actors, poets, writers and directors, choreographers etc who we may never meet because the echo-chambers of our social interactions are too comfortable. Social media hasn’t helped the arts. Instead of being able to meet people form all over the world with differing views, personal social media profiles are largely represent many semi-cultural-apartheids, based on lists and lists people who think the same way to each other. The arts world is failing itself and its potential if it becomes too satisfied with a similar isolationist back slapping. For me I am constantly aware of the working class labourer, or the bloke being dragged to the show by his girlfriend, when I’m acting. Thats who I perform for. It is why I hate there being anyone in the audience I know. I have nothing against the small minority of the population who regard themselves as art lovers on any regular basis. I just think the gauge of any artistic endeavour is best judged by the person in the audience who owes you nothing but who your win over anyway. Hubris, narcissism and complacency stalk the backstage of any theatre who never challenges it’s collective view and I don’t see this as an equation that is likely to maximise our collective strengths as a society of artists. Many people out there in wider society don’t think the arts is for them? This is a truth thats hard to dismiss. And the truth can be challenging. And yes, tied up in every artistic choice or message, is a political slant. How can it be any different. But as artists we must remind ourselves we are human first, just the same as the audience, and safe consensus politics never broke any new ground. Too much mutual appreciation amongst artists in search of the consensus of audience approval means that the Punk Rock Mavericks of the art-world are more likely to be Tory’s or Ukip supporters these days, if only by the default position of being in the minority. If Brexit didn’t teach us anything, the American Presidential election surely must, we are on the cusp of a challenging yet extremely unprecedented time in Human political history. Is very play going to have the same politically correct message in it? Is no one going to try holding a mirror up to the society o the day by engaging with not dismissing dissenting voices. ‘It is as much our right to freedom of speech to have our voice heard as it is to hear a dissenting view’ ~ Christopher Hitchens. I believe Ed Vaizey has a point, but might you only recognise his point if you came to the arts world later in life as an outsider? Who’s fault is it that Art has become a niche market? Is it the fault of the masses for not being educated enough or not liking the ‘right’ things? Or ours for not catering to them? My opinion you might not be surprised to hear favours the latter interpretation.


This idea is perhaps best encapsulated by the argument about whether artists should ‘dumb down’ a play or artwork if its likely modern audiences won’t get the literary references. Purists may say it is the job of the artist to inform, and thats very noble. But we should market it in the poster that some understanding of the text is preferred for the optimum enjoyment of the work. Nevertheless, art should work for everyone who buys a ticket. Actors don’t favour those sat in the front row over this sat at the back. Everybody deserves to see and hear the performance. So why should the education of schooling of the audience alter anything? The arts isn’t school. Who are we to judge the suitability of the audience to view our work?  What irks me is we successfully win new generations around to the arts every year with children’s books, films, pantomime, only to lose them as adolescents and never see many of them again.

There is great work being done all over  the arts world but, if dissenting voices are not invited in, the arts will keep failing to address the fact that vast swathes of the population outdo the artistic tribe are not being persuaded that we have anything to offer them. When it comes to the power of persuasion, one thing is true. Whether in the Arts, business or politics. Conflict = Attention and Attention = Influence. If we want to influence a wider customer base, we need to create conflict in our own artistic community first. “Groupthink’ is mathematically opposed to the whole artistic reason d’être, namely to search for, explore and provoke conversation about our shared human condition, life, truth, power etc. How does a homogenised political opinion within the artistic community, let alone the specific creative team of any given project think it will hold a mirror up to the society of the day, if they’re all in agreement at the start? If you think I, or Ed Vaisey are exaggerating, watch just one episode of BBC’s Question Time and see where the Political leanings of the token artist lies. Now, I should say, I don’t care about anybody’s politics but my own. I would deb equally disappointed with groupthink in the arts if it were all conservative, or liberal. It’s not the opinions that matter to me its the approach and the thinking behind the options that are shaping the art that matter. If we want more young, ethnically diverse, working class people to enjoy Art and make it, we have to it their voices in. Some of these people won’t vote the same way as you or me. And our collective artist’s pallet will be richer for it.


Outside the Box Office:

I think we need to try harder. Personally I couldn’t pay my non-theatre friends to come and see a play (especially not one I’m in), or go to an art gallery. Nearly every girlfriend I’ve ever had has seethed with unconvincing tolerance of my creative aspirations. There is a whole world out there whose anti-theatre, anti-elite, anti-middle aged conformation bias we the artists have to try and break through  if we are to remind them that artistic enrichment is the right of every flourishing human being since time began. To do this I believe artists should work on the same assumption that businesses work on, and that is that the audience don’t care about what we’re doing. Our job is to persuade them to care enough about the project to buy a ticket in the first place. And we do that by serving the needs of the audience, not the artists. Too much of the disconnect between the Arts world and the mainstream public is it is seen to be self serving, self congratulatory. Where is the persuasive reason for anyone to pay their hard earned money just to instantly forget about it, wishing they’d stayed home and watched tv for free, and felt the need to applaud out of politeness two hours later? Most audiences will applaud. Its no guarantee of heartfelt reciprocity. It would be pretty awkward to do a curtain call to total silence. And so the co-dependent charade has no end. our job changes.

Yes of course it’s an extremely difficult balancing act, wishing to express that create desire we have, and for it to be well received for all sorts of personal validation and gratification, and self-doubt reassuring the power of an appreciative audience can summon up. But that doesn’t mean the performance is about us. We almost give up our claim to the art once we reveal it to an audience. It becomes theirs, in that moment, the experience belongs to them. This brings us to the conflict at the heart of the Arts worlds deepest cognitive dissonance.


Performance Art, ‘The Arts’ in general are a business of self expression. Hi sis both the beauty of and the hindrance to its ongoing appeal. The opportunity to express oneself it is a potential gateway to that narcissism within all of us that enjoys being heard. The limelight, having taken to the stage, all eyes and ears on you or your work, is very enticing for that element within us that blinds us to our artistic duties. I firmly believe art isn’t about the artist. Of course we should enjoy it; the making and the giving of it; but that’s our business. I don’t expect the audience to care about me the actor and whether I had a good performance that night or not. This isn’t why they paid their money. As soon as we sell a ticket and exchange money, we have a contract and the art belongs to the watcher. Being selfless in the arts, is the job. Having a captive audience and NOT talking about yourself is the challenge. There are some areas o the arts world more predisposed to this selfless form of performance. Comedy either gets a laugh on the night or the joke falls flat, there’s no arguing around it. Magicians and Illusionists operate on a stage where they may calm on the surface but paddling furiously underneath, but as long as the audience is met with bewilderment or amazement its objectively worth it.

The trouble we in the arts have who operate in less well defined areas, like theatre, is we can be guilty of rationalising a bad performance as being down to a bad audience. I think somewhere in this soul searching is the reason theatres particularly struggle to invite in untried and tested communities from the general public. Theatre particularly has something of the polite society dinner party etiquette about it. People who talk, or eat, or take photos, or don’t behave ‘correctly’, threaten the safety of the environment the art is ‘meant’ to be delivered in. But as the performance belongs to those who’ve paid to see it what behaviour is correct? Street performers don’t have the luxury of blaming the audience for a bad days work. They either keep the crowds attention or they don’t.

I should point out that for me, this dynamic is the most desirable for an artist. There is no better compliment as far as I’m concerned than a partner of someone in the audience, stating afterwards that they don’t usually like thus sort of thing, they were dragged along but really enjoyed it. Thats the most sincere compliment there is. Someone with no loyalties to the art, no care for what we do, but who you won over and who may come again based purely on the experience we created in that moment. I believe all artists have this element in them, but I think the arts world, distracts form it very easily. We’re human, we favour consistency, safety and reassurance, but art offers none of that. Therefore a regular audience you recognise, abiding by polite rules of engagement and offering validation at the end becomes a warm bath its hard to pull the plug on ourselves. But we should do it. For the sake of the arts world we all belong to, we should remind ourselves daily that the challenge of the artist is in detaching from our ‘baby’ and giving it away. When it comes to narcissism, the audience are narcissistic too. They want to be able to see themselves in the work. Without that, its like having a first date with someone who never stops talking about themselves. The Arts world needs to date more, become more polyamorous, and listen to newer perspectives. Theatre before cinema thrived. Now we are in the age of the tablet. Carrying on what worked before is only going to work of so long. Once a theatre has closed, its closed for good. I would rather see theatre return to the raucous party of the middle ages and thrive than stay middle aged and eventually die out. Theatre used to be the nightclubs of the village. W. H. Auden said, ‘The theater has never been any good since the actors became gentlemen’. I think he was right.





A Creative Life

        Telling ourselves that a creative life is a realistic one for us to aspire to, can be harder than we think. Many messages about settling down, being ‘responsible’, being ‘successful’, in my case being a man, still ring through my head, when I’m otherwise thinking about the next creative project, and I’m sure I’m not alone.


I find I have the drive to be creative for a living, be that music, writing, acting, public speaking etc but I also sometimes have a reluctance to fully commit to this life. People often tell you that acting, for example, is a very competitive arena and you should be prepared for rejection/failure. Well for starters those are subjective terms, and secondly it builds to the idea I’m coming to. You will definitely ‘fail’ if you don’t fully commit. A creative life is like diving into a swimming pool. Anything less than a fully committed dive looks fucking ridiculous. You can’t belly flop off a 10m board and immediately afterwards still claim to be a diver. No, do it again fully committed or shut up. We can all see how red your belly is. This is the reality of attempting to be creative in life.


So where did my reluctance to commit fully to what I obviously love doing come from? It sounds so counter intuitive you’d think it would be easily solvable. Well somewhere in my upbringing my creativity got filed under “immature” or not serious. I wasn’t allowed to choose Art and Music at A-Level for example. There was no drama department either or I would have probably wanted to do all three for my subjects. Whilst I see the logic behind teachers looking past the individual in favour of the generic group interest (and more truthfully exam results standings) it’s coming to something when you are taught a life lesson in the process of not pursuing your creativity in favour of more ‘serious’ choices. In other words how does it benefit the creative individual to be forced to choose “serious’ subjects over soft ‘hobbies’ when a message about taking CREATIVITY, SERIOUSLY…could be a really positive one for our next budding artists, film makers, poets, actors to hear.


As with many aspects of my life at my current age of 36 (just), I am teaching myself many of the lessons I feel I need now. In this regard its possible for our currents not to turn array, nor lose the name of action, (that’s from Shakespeare) and indeed reading, writing, acting, partaking in the pursuit of anything creative, does breed and inspire more creativity.


I seem, in the mean time to have reached an age far enough away from my 18 year old self, where I can conceivably imagine going back and telling myself what I wish I knew then. The only problem with this idea is I don’t generally give advice (nobody actually wants to hear an opinion on how they should live their lives unless it backs up what they already think) so even that imaginary conversation would be quite a short one.


The only thing I would say to my younger self is you should know you can take a creative life seriously. Just as seriously in fact as being an accountant or a lawyer, or…high court Judge. Congratulations if you are any of these things by the way, they are the serious jobs that immediately popped into my head when I needed serious examples. You are the proper grown ups of this world. Doctor!!! That’s a very serious job. Saving lives, helping people. Loving your work!


You see what happened don’t you… In the course of writing this, my brain has subtly undermined it’s search for creative fulfilment by listing more important jobs. So here’s what I’d tell myself at 18. There is nothing wrong with a belly flop (apart from the pain) if that’s what you’re happy with. Perhaps your crowning glory that you can work up to will be a monumental bomb into an outside pool in Benidorm one day…what ever floats your boat. But if you want more from your life than your upbringing, family, friends, community lets you think is realistic, you shouldn’t apologise for that. You shouldn’t think you have to compartmentalise, fun, and work, vocation and play. You should decide to commit fully to a creative life. And that first decision, that first step in taking action, like most creative projects is the hardest part. After that something will build and seeing where you end up becomes the creative life itself. At least that’s what all the creative people I know say.


I think, the reality is it is hard to make what you love your work. Where do you go for solace after a bad day? What is your escapism? So I’m not romanticising the challenge. I just think ultimately its reassuring to hear the message that creativity is a viable option. And some people really do make it work, so why shouldn’t you be one of those people? And at the very least if your life does’nt work out and you completely fuck it up…you can just write a book about it.


On that note; a huge creative fuck up of life awaits. And good luck to you too!!!!!


York Minster Mystery Plays 2016

Posted on July 29, 2016

It is impossible to sum up here the many moments I will take with me from my time as part of the cast of the recent York Minster Mystery Plays. But here are a few bullet points that stand out as having made the whole process intense but so worthwhile.

  1. The York Mystery plays are part of a tradition of being performed by the local residents dating back 700 years.
  2. This year, for only the second time in their history, the plays were performed in York Minster. The Nave having been stripped of its usual seating and replaced with a 1,000 seater theatre.
  3. Over 200 cast and more crew made this a community experience like no other. Ultimately its the people that make these things worth doing, and its the people I miss now.


The audition process started in November 2015, rehearsals began in January 2016, and we did;t really stop until the end of June. 8 shows a week, for a 5 week run…alongside a job at the same time. I doubt I’ll ever experience anything quite like it again.

Here is a snippet of what it was all about:


‘A Christmas Carol’ at East Riding Theatre.

This Xmas I am proud to be part of a wonderful company of actors who are putting on a unique retelling of the Dickens classic. This is in no small part due to the adaptation by writer Vincent Regan and the inspired direction of Mike Friend. It is also great to be part of the inaugural show at a brand new theatre right in the heart of Beverley: the East Riding Theatre. There is still time to come and see it now, but you best be quick as it is almost sold out and is receiving some very positive feedback.


It is a performance where the actors muck in and do almost everything on stage, from striking set to playing various different parts each. I am an undertaker, belle’s husband, fred scrooge’s friend, the ghost of christmas present’s chef, chorus…. and for those who’ve seen it and are interested, I am also the crow!

It’s safe to say its not a dull show and for me still at the beginning of my acting career, its been great fun so far (and educational; learning from the more experienced professionals). A winning combination I’m sure you’ll agree.

Hope to see you there but if not a very Merry Xmas to all.


‘Leaves In Fall’ Short Film

Leaves In Fall

This October, I filmed a short film with the Northern film school, called ‘Leaves In Fall’, directed by Laura Torenbeek. The film explores the tensions between a father, his daughter, and his new girlfriend. It’s ultimately a very human story of hope, solace, vulnerability, new relationships and inevitable change. Laura is a great talent and I wouldn’t be surprised if you hear much more from her in the future. The whole crew were great to work with and it was an experience I won’t forget.

(credit: photo by Vicky Jones).

‘Thirty Little Plays About Life’

Posted on July 1, 2014

‘Thirty Little Plays About Life’ is a collection of micro-stories being performed at York Theatre Royal in July 2014. I’m a strong believer in feeding your creativity in any way possible, as all creative experiences in life inevitably benefit others. This way you never stop learning. Therefore, I’m very proud to be making up part of this company of actors and I would love it if you got a chance to come and see the shows.


Details can be found (and tickets bought) by clicking the link below:





Hello folks.

Since taking the important step to walk away from the company I was with last year, I have been putting the last six months to good use.

I have been involved in some acting workshops at York Theatre Royal. I am continuing to write music, and I’ve been developing my voice for musical theatre with a wonderful singing teacher in London.

There are many aspects to this new year that remain uncertain, and are yet to still unfold. However, it already feels like I’m in the driving seat of my career again, and I’m surrounded by positive supportive people. So far, that’s all I could have wished for 2014.

I think it’s going to be a good one. I wish you all the same in whatever you do.

Thanks for the support.

Oliver x

The Next Few Steps:

Posted on August 28, 2013

Dear supporters,

As you will be aware, I have focused much of my efforts on one particular side of my performing abilities for the last few years. Specifically I have been writing and performing original songs, in the pursuit of a major record label deal.

I have for the last eighteen months been signed to Inception Productions; a small record label and artist development company based in London. During this time I co-wrote songs with double platinum producer Ryan Laubscher and had talks with major record labels.
While this remains a life long goal of mine, I decided to part ways with Inception Productions recently, in order to regain the integrity and love of performing that started me on this journey as a young boy.

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The Art Of Perception.

Posted on August 15, 2013



‘The Foole doth thinke he is wise but the wiseman knowes himselfe to be a Foole.’ (William Shakespeare: As You Like It).


‘When I was five years old, my mother always told me that the secret to life was happiness. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I said I wanted to be happy. They told me I didn’t understand the assignment. I told them they didn’t understand life’. (John Lennon).


We all love a good quote don’t we. Especially one that really speaks to us, backs up our world view and validates our choices and sense of right and wrong? But why do some quotes speak to us more than others. What is it that we feel a tangible, concise summary and articulation of our world view achieves? As a person of some modest talents, I know like many of you who are talented at something, that to a large extent this talent comes easily to you. Because it comes easily to you, you perceive it takes little effort to master the skill, therefore place on it little worth, and assume the same skill must come easily to everyone. Let me explain.

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Is music a religion?

Posted on August 1, 2013

Music and Atheism. Don’t think they have anything in common? I beg to differ.

I remember being about eight years old, sitting crossed legged on the school hall floor. Inevitably I began to daydream into and beyond it’s shiny polished veneer, when a snap of fingers and an uncompromising point, directed me to focus on the sermon of the day. The idea behind snapping me out my blissfully happy and gormless state was to make sure that I couldn’t escape having drummed into me, through the day to day, ritual process of osmosis, the lessons on how I should grow up to be a good Christian fellow one day.