Angus Sampson
Finding someone to come out and “MC” the Sunday at Meredith is often a difficult task. Unless the person is on the same wavelength as the 12,000 people who have been there for two days, forget it. Lead balloon. Elephant in the Amphitheatre. Someone suggested Angus to us a few years ago, we asked him, he said he doesn’t really “MC” or do stand-up comedy, which suited us fine as we didn’t want that. It was more important that someone just got a few messages across in a language everyone understood. Now I can’t say for sure that anyone other than Angus understands everything that comes out of his bearded gob after two days at Meredith…but for the most part it’s like listening to the narrator in your head but way funnier. Somehow he sees the wittier eclectic cousin of the obvious line where nobody else can. And more. C’mon Gussy c’mon, c’mon. C’mon Gussy c’mon. Guuuuuusseee, Guuuuuusseee….
