In 2014 a 29 year old from Gateshead in the north of England, emboldened by Marc Maron's candour had the misguided thought, 'Why don't I do a podcast?'. Unfortunately, Mark didn't really have a premise, script or point. Fast forward to the present, Mark is cringing about his contribution to the craft of recording yourself talking with absolutely no use, direction nor shame. However, these files exist and capture a time...a time when Mark too fell prey to the raging desire to say things into his phone, as if anyone would ever willingly indulge his soliloquies. He consoles himself that this all happened in 2014 at least; in a time before EVERYONE had a podcast.
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In 2014 a 29 year old from Gateshead in the north of England, emboldened by Marc Maron's candour had the misguided thought, 'Why don't I do a podcast?'. Unfortunately, Mark didn't really have a premise, script or point. Fast forward to the present, Mark is cringing about his contribution to the craft of recording yourself talking with absolutely no use, direction nor shame. However, these files exist and capture a time...a time when Mark too fell prey to the raging desire to say things into his phone, as if anyone would ever willingly indulge his soliloquies. He consoles himself that this all happened in 2014 at least; in a time before EVERYONE had a podcast.
Back in 2014, Mark sat down to talk about grief on the eve of the first anniversary of his mother's death. Using 'A Grief Observed', C.S. Lewis' short but poignant memoir on the loss of his wife, Mark tries to give language to the inexplicable psychological affect of loss.
The Intelligentleman Podcast
In 2014 a 29 year old from Gateshead in the north of England, emboldened by Marc Maron's candour had the misguided thought, 'Why don't I do a podcast?'. Unfortunately, Mark didn't really have a premise, script or point. Fast forward to the present, Mark is cringing about his contribution to the craft of recording yourself talking with absolutely no use, direction nor shame. However, these files exist and capture a time...a time when Mark too fell prey to the raging desire to say things into his phone, as if anyone would ever willingly indulge his soliloquies. He consoles himself that this all happened in 2014 at least; in a time before EVERYONE had a podcast.
