Write-up by guest MC Callum MacKenzie
As anyone whose headed down the stairs at the Star of Kings on a Tuesday evening, and caught one of G&B’s early-week shows will know, they rarely dissapoint. But even by our high standards, this week’s show was a corker. Kicking off proceedings was the always spectacular, Marc Salmon, who gave the room a lesson in not just how to open a comedy show, but also, on why you should never borrow his mug. Second to the stage was Declan Evans, whose family, when he first told them about his plans to pursue a career in comedy, laughed in his face. Well, he says, they sure as hell aren’t laughing now (though we at G&B most certainly are). Our second, exotically spelt Marc of the evening was Mr Cox, a man brave enough to answer the world’s big questions, like: do dogs lick humans because their made of bones? Next up, G&B received a lesson in just how terrifyingly talented the upcoming generation of comics appears to be, as storming the stage for his second ever gig was Kwami Odoom. It says a lot about a comedians talent and charm when he can open a set with the words: ‘I am vegan’, and have the entire room, stay on side. Next, David Robinson answered a question that’s long been on my lips: why is the term ‘silver fox’ considered a compliment? The reason? Because the alternative, is ginger. After David, came Tony Carr’s tale of the day he met a wine taster. At least, he presumed that was the man’s profession. Given his interest in the question: ‘do you spit or swallow?’ Our penultimate act for the first half was Harun Musho’d, the man who read Matt Hancock’s autobiography, so you don’t have to. We cannot stress, what a service, Harun has done. Bringing us into the break was the giant sized hilarity of Pete Kinsella, a man who does not get nearly enough credit for his dogs liberal views on sexuality.
Kicking off the second half was the always hilarious, always delightfully dead-pan Billy Kerr, whose current hairstyle was designed by his teenage bedroom’s high levels of testosterone. After Billy, Claire Cox, who showed the room not only how to smash your first ever gig, but also the quickest way to upset a man: tell him that Quentin Tarantino films aren’t that good. Next up, Prakash Mistry asked a question that has been on the lips of the politically engaged British public for several years now: ‘Jacob Rees-Mogg… just, why?’ Before our penultimate act of the evening, Luke Maurer, gave us all the reasons why ‘best butt plug fight’ should be a category at the next Oscars. He epitome of alternative comedy, and the embodiment of utter hilarity, Mr Colin D.H. Smith. Anyone whose seen Colin perform before will know that it is a close to impossible task, summing up his act in mere words, and referring to the accompanying image (of Colin, dressed as the horse headed god of the Conservative party, visiting a young Rishi Sunak, played here by a block of cheese) really is, the best we can do