If you Google the name Mick
Magic (er… well, so a friend tells me, like as if I’d do it myself, oh be
still my pounding ego), it doesn’t tend to be me that you find at the
top of the screen, you actually get a Scottish children’s magician! I first
discovered my namesake circa 2001, when I 'accidentally' typed my own name
in the search box (oops). Finding it utterly amusing that two of us
had come up with a name on a par with Roger Rainbow, I dropped him a line to
say hi. Then, as I typed his e-mail address in the ‘to’ box, it immediately
changed itself to the name Mark Fisken. So, he’d already been in
touch with me, without tipping his hand. Hmmmn. So was this a genuine
interest in underground music… or a sneaky little spying mission? Let’s find
Greetings! Many thanks for taking time out of your busy schedule to talk to
us. Now, I see you work under the names of Mick Magic and
Kramus (yeah, I like that one, use that instead!) The Magical Wizard, but
naturally enough, it’s the former I’m more interested in. With me, the name
was something of a Camberley thing. Just a local habit of referring to
people in relation to what they did, remember a guy who worked in the local
record shop known as Dave Our Price. Thus Mick who played in Magic Moments
At Twilight Time became Mick Magic. Not to mention Shona Moments, Kate
Twilight and Jay Time. So what was the story with you, how did you end up
being a Mick Magic too?
Greetings to you also! Why Mick Magic? That is a good question. First the
easy answer; it sounded better than Mark Magic. The real answer; I was part
of a double act - Mick n’ Mack . I was, of course, Mick the Magician, and
the other half of the act was Mack (or Mac) the robot ( robot
character/dancer). After the act ceased, I was asked to appear in a Gala
show performing magic and was asked what I called myself, my reply - Mick
Magic. The name stuck, and after an internet search, I found I was the only
magician. I guess that’s how I came across you and made a sneaky purchase of
CD’s to see what the other Mick Magic was all about LOL !
So I suppose I should ask the question; what exactly are your
I love music, the nemesis of magic. I am a frustrated musician, I want to
do all the fancy solos but can’t be bothered with the basics. My music
leanings are a wide and varied mix of heavy rock, original film score,
electronic instrumental, anything really, if I like it, I listen, if I like
it a lot I’ll buy it. Always looking for something new and interesting. My
guilty pleasure is, with out a doubt, Whitesnake!
I grew up with a love of magic. As a child, I used to be mesmerised watching
David Nixon on telly, though I was none too pleased when he made Lynsey de
Paul disappear, I had a wicked crush on her. I remember being convinced that
Basil Brush was the great magician on Earth, was that so wrong? Who were
your own early heroes in the world of magic and what was it about them that
appealed so much?
Like most kids in the 70’s and 80’s, TV’s Paul Daniels, Wayne Dobson, the
Great Soprendo (Geoffrey Durham) and, of course, Mr. Ali Bongo. I have had
the pleasure of meeting all four and they have lived up to expectations.
They were the last of the great TV Magicians before reality TV ate up all
the great variety shows. The magic was entertaining without being cheesy,
all true professionals and masters of magic. In the late eighties early
nineties, I enjoyed watching the Secret Cabaret on Channel 4 where Simon
Drake presented magic in a macabre style in a fantasy gothic horror world.
I remember one Christmas, I’d have been junior school age, my parents bought
me a magic set, oh wow! Keenly, I learnt all the tricks (badly) and
continually made a hash of them, though little would dampen my enthusiasm.
If mum and dad fell asleep in their armchairs, I would sew their clothes to
the cushions so I would have a captive audience at hand when they awoke.
Bless them, the always pretended to enjoy my ‘shows’, possibly for those
rare moments I actually got a trick right! Did you have a magic set yourself
as a kid, or failing that, when and how did you get the bug?
Yes, I did have a magic set. Relatives still remind me of my shows as an
eight year old, at family gatherings, with a gimmicked top hat that, when
you poured a glass of water into it, you could turn it over and wear without
getting wet. Most of my relatives enjoyed the effect, and the use of the
towel that my Mum would always have on stand-by as, without fail, most
would end up soaked. However, my love of magic started much younger, when my
Grandfather would show me coin tricks and taught me my first card trick.
the magic wand, and as if by magic, you will be transported to the next page
of the interview. I pull out all the stops, don't I?