Sitting chawing on a nice curry in Akbar, Newcastle with my comedian friend Kate Lucas this weekend got me thinking about ‘what the heck do I do?’ and what is a mind reader, or a ‘mind reader guy’ or even a ‘psychological mind reader‘.
There’s so many names for what I do, I’ve grabbed the Trademark of ‘mind reader guy’ but it’s not quite as simple as that.
In my performances/presentations to companies and at private parties I’ll deceptively use a combination of skills to make you go “oh my gosh, this is bloody mental…how does he know that, do that and what the ****“.
My pool of skills that I fuel this entertaining madness from includes psychology, understanding people, statistics (knowing what folks are most likely to do), persuasion and influence skills, reading body language and facial expressions (often to see if I’m getting it right before you can realise I got it wrong), memory skills, improvisation (making stuff up), trickery, rapid calculations, theatrics, acting (lying), inducing amnesia (generally so you don’t remember what really happened) and bleach.
The clever bit is putting all of these things in to the mix so you don’t know which ones I’m using; and then picking elements of each one to cancel out the possibility of using the other. This generally leaves people with some kind of magical experience which you’ll feel as wonder, amazement and a certain state of arousal.
That’s what ‘a Kennedy does’. Now I’m off to make a cup of tea (or persuade someone else to remember to make me one whilst reading their micro expressions to see if they’re doing it right, calculating how quickly they’ll do it and slipping them a Viagra).