Nothing Is Impossible: The Real-Life Adventures of a Street Magician by Dynamo

room. I wandered in there, said ‘Hello’ and showed her some card magic. The woman’s jaw dropped. ‘Chris,’ she shouted, ‘you have to see this.’ Before I knew it, I was being marched down the corridor into the dressing room, with this woman waving her AAA pass at the security.
    ‘Hang on a minute,’ said Chris, engrossed in a conversation with his band mates and wife, Gwyneth Paltrow.
    ‘Chris, you really need to see what this magician does,’ she urged. Again, he gently batted her away. ‘Give me a second, Mum, I’m in the middle of something.’
    The woman turned out to be Chris Martin’s mum! I’d had no idea at all. His mum all but dragged me under his nose, insisting that Chris check out my magic. Chance had favoured me once again. Eventually, Chris turned his attention towards me. I knew that I had about a five-second window before he’d lose interest, so I performed one quick card levitation and went to leave. But Chris was suddenly on his feet. ‘Wait, wait,’ he insisted, ‘that was amazing, you have to show the band!’ Within seconds, I was surrounded by the whole of Coldplay and Gwyneth. I had a very impressed Chris Martin smiling down at me. ‘F*** me, this kid’s good,’ he grinned.

    My heart swelled. We had another piece of killer footage for Underground Magic . Thanks Chris’s mum!

    SHOWING SNOOP AND Chris my magic taught me to never give up on a situation – no matter how impossible it might appear. You have to watch for the random opportunities and take them – you don’t know who that woman in a small room away from the main action may turn out to be! The door you open might lead to a friendly support act, willing to help out. It might also bring you to the head of security and before you know it, you’re out on your ear. But hey, you win some, you lose some.
    I think the fact that I can do magic certainly puts me at an advantage. Entertainers perform all over the world and by the time they’re famous they’ve seen it all. It’s probably very rare that they witness something that genuinely amazes them. Magic is still only really practised by comparatively few people. If everyone did, it wouldn’t be magic. There are lots of rappers, footballers, singers, actors, but you can only really count on two hands the names of magicians who dominate their field. When I meet a rapper or singer, they are usually pleasantly surprised that I’m not another kid trying to get a record deal. I’m just there to perform for them, surprise them, and offer a different perspective on their day. Even for the most jaded of performers, magic can be reinvigorating. They don’t know what I’m going to do, and so they’re even more amazed when I perform some magic and absolutely smash it.
    It’s funny that, over the years, I’ve always managed to get introduced to people, but on the whole it all happens very naturally. A lot of people have commented that – I don’t know if this is a weird thing for me to say – I have some sort of magnetism. I think that it’s because I’ve never been someone to want something from other people. I go and perform, but I don’t expect anything in return. I’ve always just wanted to share my gift.
    I suppose being a cheeky so-and-so with a fair bit of northern charm, wit and humour doesn’t hurt much either. My nan always said I had a sunny disposition. I’ve always had that little bit of cheekiness about me because I had to, otherwise I’d have been done for on the estate. I definitely picked up the entrepreneurial side from Gramps and possibly my dad. Plus, most of the people I saw around the estate were always hustling a little bit. That spirit of making things happen for yourself has surrounded me for as long as I can remember.

    LOOKING BACK, IT feels like quite a journey from being in hospital to making Underground Magic . It was the beginning of my success as a magician: I was featured on the cover of The Guardian Guide, The Sun wrote a