Write-up by guest MC Barbara Fernandez
We had an intimate and fabulous night at the Star last night! Both audience and acts were well up for comedy – it all started with James Sutton . There’s nothing our intrepid James won’t try – from tiny milk containers at his local sperm supplier to large dental hygiene accessories conveniently located next to the toilet. We then had Peter Withers who has had such heartwarming interactions with doggies and kiddies over the course of his plumbing career that he longs for the day they go out for some laps…along the North Circular. Next up was Andrew Bryant, whose bike-without-wheels is rivaling his personal gear for not providing many joyrides. It was then over to Christopher Donovan – no need for an apple a day to keep the doctor away, just avail yourself of Chris’ voice. Is it a darlik? A bored receptionist? Either way, it’s effective. After Chris was Tree (aka Theresa Bradstreet). Tree may have been named for where she was conceived, but there are no children in her future – too many weddings. Or was that funerals? Turns out it’s a bit of both. Closing the first half was the inimitable Moss (aka James Watkins, pictured). Moss was in fine form, taking us through Beethoven’s 5th (through the medium of spoons, no less) to slide whistles, fruit-free banana slips and an impressive bank heist finish. Excellent stuff!
Our second half kicked off with Ricky Boby. Ricky says there’s nothing more embarrassing than having wanker’s arm at the gym – turns out your nondominate hand isn’t as adept at scrolling through vids to give you that happy ending. It was then over to Brendan King, who has taken Love Thy Neighbour to new heights: loving thy bigot and thy racist. Now if he can just learn to swim, he might be that second coming we’ve all been waiting for. Liv was next (aka Olivia Helden), who has taken the art of white coffee (and confusing baristas) to a whole other level. White toasted vanilla? Expresso shaken not stirred? The Lord’s work in Starbucks is never done. It was then over to Lee VG who says he loves his new sweet soda kick – if he ever gets the big c, at least he’ll have room for dessert. Christopher Beanland was next: for Chris, the future is brutal(ist) – Chris took us on an architectural romp.that, if the promo films are to be believed, would have even tough guy Telly Savalas drooling like a baby – right after he’s attended the over 40s disco and hopscotched into the future. Closing the show was the fabulously funny Kim Hope. When it comes to Kim’s body, kids are taboo – no way is she letting tenants in for 40 weeks only to have to do an intense refurb afterwards. Oh and it tirns out a chilled Riesling is best served with a dash of invincibility – for your average incel male.
So that was our show! Join us next Monday at the Star for the brilliant, rapid-fire one liner hilarity of Ali Shahrukhi and the man who’s bonkers for bubbles, the fabulously funny Charlie Jackson!