Sunday, February 13th, Star of Kings

Sunday, February 13th, Star of Kings
We had another great show full of new faces yesterday afternoon at The Star of Kings. I’ve been so impressed by some of the new acts hitting the comedy scene at the moment and can’t help wonder if, financial crippling aside, the lockdown hiatus may have done some good in resetting and refreshing our stages. First up yesterday was the hilarious Lily Webb. Lily has a feeling God may indeed not be keen on her for being gay, despite trying to throw Him off the scent by once claiming to like Laim Payne…or at least his tattoos. It was then over to Louis Brady and how to overcome the judgemental eyes of a Deliveroo driver…order from a Nandos more than three doors down from your flat! The brilliantly bizarre James Sutton was hot on Louis heels with colossal Colombian cocks and sperm bank milky tea. The first of the afternoon’s new faces was next with Mark Pencherz aka Mark bladder, the go to guy for all your break-up shoulder to cry on needs. It was then over to Ogi who proved just how unique Brentford actually is, or at least its accent. Lauren Eco was after Ogi with a warning about London rats and cockroaches, the 21st century’s new cyber criminals. Our next new face was Matt Pugsley, a man from a long line of wrestlers and biblical siblings. The wonderfully dark Billy Kerr was next with tips on how to spot a wrong-un…they usually look like Billy. Closing the first half was the brilliant Jake O’Brien Murphy. Jake gave some tips on how to check whether you’re an East End hipster: your personal philosophy can be found on tote bags. Jake’s also not a big fan of Boris Johnson, who creeps him out like a carpeted floor in a gents’ loo.
After the break and a bit of deep, dark secret mindreading, the comedy kicked off with Ren Pereira, who when sober speaks several languages effectively…and several offensively when drunk. It was then four new faces in a row starting with Tim Butcher, who reckons that when you tire of London you’re not tired of life so much as life in a tiny flat with no money. Next was Lenny Walker who thinks he might like to get covid, because his lack of it is making him feel left out and unwanted, even by a virus. Harriet Fisher was then after Lenny. Harriet says she’s very competitive, so during lockdown got a job in Morrison’s. Because if she was getting a lockdown job she was determined she was going to be essential! Tasha Cluskey was next and explained the difference between bi-sex and a hate crime: nail extensions, apparently. It was then back to our regulars and Joe O’Donovan‘s concerns that feeling a bit rough after his recent booster shot he might be proving the anti-vaxers right, which no one wants to do. Our penultimate act was the fabulous Annabel Edmonds and the sexy alure of the bedtime fart and the joys of the garden fence kama Sutra. Closing the show was the wonderful wacky wizard that is Stuart Turner. This was an absolute treat, some fabulous and utterly demented magic. From a bit of Valentine chance with dice to some fantasy romance and fish and chips (be still my beating heart!), Stuart had that room in stitches laughing and wow’d with some spectacular magic. Loved it!
So that was yesterday’s show and what a fun afternoon it was. Sadly we’re closed next Sunday, but we’re back on Sunday 27th with our G&B’s New Act Competition. Hopefully see you then.