RR: How did you start dancing? Did you get teased because 'dancing is for girls'?

NAC: I started dancing at the age of 21 after seeing the Cholmondeleys and the Featherstonehaughs at Phoenix Arts Centre in Leicester and I got to hang around with a lot of women because ‘dancing is for girls’. 

Like Marc Bolan Tom danced out of the Womb and was teased awfully by the other boy babies in a mysterious pre language way for being a homopresexual.

RR: What made you decide to leave the world of conventional dance behind and create your own brand of stand up comedy?

NAC: Leaving the world of dance for the world of comedy was a bit like leaving a gentle, caring home environment and joining a riot. But though we have been bloodied and bruised by the experience its been a lot of fun and we’ve made some great things that we wouldn’t have made had we remained in dance.

We have found a wider audience of people who perhaps wouldn’t consider going to see contemporary dance but might go and see interesting leftfield comedy.

RR: What makes you laugh?

NAC: Each other. Lately its been a combination of profound and rather puerile things as we’ve been working on a new show about our bodies and our minds. Descartian Nob gags. Stewart Lee’s puking and pissing on Christ bit is probably the funniest thing ever. That made me laugh and keep laughing. Things that cleverly step over the line of what is acceptable. I like Micky Flannigan’s bit about ‘doing fuck all’ a lot. I love Phil Kaye’s bit about the tooth fairy and I’m a big fan of Alex Horne’s jokes especially the Chat magazine one. So many things, ‘lower your expectations’ by David O’Doherty, the episode of Space where they go to the Nightclub, the manzier/bro episode of Seinfeld. The film Step Brothers and the bit in Ghostbusters where the ‘stay puft’ giant is revealed. The bit in the mighty boosh where he says, ‘all alone, the wind is my only friend” and then a whispery wind voice says “I hate you”.

RR: Which Song is guaranteed to make you dance…?

NAC: No song is guaranteed to get me dancing, as like Tina Turner, I’m a dancer for money.

RR: Do you find the audience's sense of humour differs depending on where you're performing? Which regions or countries really 'get' you?

NAC: We have performed in America, Australia, China (translated into Mandarin and Subtitled) France (performed in French – which neither of us speak) and all over Northern and Central Europe and the only times we have had trouble with people not laughing has been once in Montenegro where none of the audience spoke English and Once in Ashton-Under-Lyne where none of the audience spoke Human.

RR: You've been called the Margot Fonteyns of comedy, like Morecambe and Wise at Sadler's Wells, a dancing version of Flight of the Conchords and likened to both Tim Minchin and Tim Key: we reckon this collective would make a pretty great dinner party. Who would be your dream dinner party guests? And dream dance partners?

NAC: I would definitely invite Tom to cook because he is as excellent in the kitchen as he is at making me laugh. I would probably invite Tim Key but not Tim Minchin as I would fear him breaking out into some JCSS during the fish course. I’d invite Salman Rushdie to start the post meal parlour games off with Hide and seek. And Polly Harvey because behind the cold exterior I think she might be a good laugh.

As for Dance partners I’d quite like a little dance with Charlize Theron.

RR: What's next for you? Are you after your own TV show? Or might you design your own range of leotards?

NAC: We’d love to make our own tv show. We’re no good at drawing, so no design but maybe a perfume.

Next is just the same ol same ol. Make another brilliant show (working title - Feel about your body (? how do you).

Touring our dance comedy cabaret for families based on the myth of Hercules (the 12 labours bit rather than the bit where he kills his wife and kids). Try to put food on the table for the children. Get ignored by the mainstream comedy, theatre and dance worlds. Try to get people who aren’t swayed by media success to come and see our shows by writing moderately amusing things like this. I think its time we won another award of some sort so we might be getting in training for the school sports day parents' races next summer.

See the New Art Club's Quiet Act of Destruction at The Soho Theatre.