So Wednesday night at Arch1 was G&B’s Dark Delights show, our dark comedy night. I love these gigs so much and last night’s basket of deplorables were just plain brilliant. Kicking things off we had Mike Strogi, who gave the show an explosive start as well as some tips on the right airline to book if you want to fly straight to the office. It ws then over to Tom Cousins and a little nostalgia for the greats of 70’s TV before Connor Yeates explained just why Gordon Ramsey’s advice that you should always eat what you make might have more than one meaning. It was then the turn of James Townsend and the true name of the Illuminati: Mlkjfkrfk. We then had the comedy brilliance of Jimbo who after 12 years of celibacy wonders if he’s vaginaphobic. Next was Tine Petersen who’s tried other stumilants and is wondering if it’s time to do coke. Noooooooooooo! Oliver Miller was after Tine with just why his mayo is extra salty. Theresa Bradstreet then told us of Dignitas’ new competition, Tesco’s self check-out service. Finlay Grove was next with why his parents divorced: his mom didn’t like having a name like a cul de sac. It was then over to Matthew Healy and when a heinous crime become a family outing. Closing the first half was the gloriously reprehensible Elliot Curtis. Elliot gave us everything from the worst ever eulogy to the sexiest cat and how not to do the wheelbarrow race.
After the break and a bit of dark magic we got off to a cracking start with Donal Vaughan. I don’t think any of us will ever order a knickerbocker glory without thinking of Donal after last night. It was then over to Ogi Nikodijevic, whose accent is the result of being cursed by a woke witch. It was then the turn of Neuroses (aka Robbie Fox). Now there’s now way you can sum up Neuroses in a line or two; this is something you experience. So if you get the chance to see him, grab it. After Neuroses we had Barbara Fernandez and by far the best costume of the night and the fabulous headbanging headonism of the batshit crazy. It was then over to Stephen Portlock, Hamlet the dog and the wrongest of Minions. It was then the turn of the act the circus didn’t want, but G&B definitely did, Nicky Vere-Compton. After Nicky we had Kevin-the-Nerd’s evil twin (aka Roger Clarke) who claims not to be a monster, but the evidence suggests otherwise. The evening’s penultimate act was Ella Bloom who has a spectacularly brilliant idea of how to riun social influencers influence. Closing the show was the wrongest of wrong un’s, Bob Walsh. From some great tips on how to keep the kids from your for on Halloween to just how nosy Bob actually is and an applause ovation for a courgette, Bob had the room in absolute tears of laughter.