Tuesday, August 17th, Star of Kings

Tuesday, August 17th, Star of Kings

Last night was our second show at our new Tuesday night home, The Star of Kings, and it was a packed room with lots of new faces. Our first act up to the stage was a G&B regular, the hilarious Ryan Cross. At the moment, Ryan can’t wait for his partner to leave the flat so he can indulge in some hard core fantasy time. Mainly that of being able to afford to live on his own. It was then over to another G&B fave, Robbie Fox who says he’s going through his sarcastic phase…seriously. He’s also managing to keep a chipper face around overly cheery people. How long that lasts, who knows! Steven Mayne was next with some great audience bootcamp training before he explained the fine line between too little and too many recreationals. The gloriously dry Doug Graves was next. Doug reckons his jokes are bit like the Taliban: it’s all about the execution. Joshua Bethania was after Doug with the confession that he aspires to be more like Michael Jackson, but just can’t afford the surgery. It was then over to Joe Stammers and the pain of the real 21st century prejudice victims: the gingers. And a big fan of the lockdown panic buying, Joe still has a couple of years’ worth of bog roll to get through. The rapping riot that is Anky Damz was next with some great ways on how to totally fuck up a first date before the fabulous Cecilia Delatori explained what the evil dictators like Sadam Hussein, Hitler and her mum all had in common. Speaking of evil dictators, our first headliner, Henry Ginsberg, had us wondering just what the statute of limitations was on genocidal rulers before it’s ok to name high street coffee shops after them. And, as a professional chef, Henry also left us with the insider terminology for scrambled eggs: smashed chicken periods. Well, I’m eating cereal for breakfast from here on.

After the break and a wee bit of traditional G&B Russian roulette – this time with a fish hook – we got off to a great start with Tiziano La Bella and spiteful luggage fucking to cultural wars and an inability to make a good coffee. John Conlan was next with some up to the minute Taliban material that was a triumph of comedic performance. The cheeky as ever Gary Walsh was next with the news that he’s now retired. No gold watch, but he did get to keep the company phone. It was then the turn of Scott Bennett and some great tips on how to do a bringer gigs: bring someone you know you’re better than. David Parsons was hot on Scott’s heels with tales of boarding school and an interesting skin care regime. It was then over to Phil Henderson a man recently diagnosed with the big C…dyslexia! Lilian Belli was after Phil with some world class audience eye contact. Something she assures us cows aren’t so keep on. Closing the show was the brilliant Declan Kennedy. I’m a huge fan of Declan’s and last night I think he made a ton more fans. From the most organised group sex to why Earth is now lower on the property market than it was at the beginning of 2021 to why Branson should have been forced to get a replacement bus service back from space, Declan had the room in absolute hysterics.

So that was last night. Thank you to everyone, acts and audience, who made that so much fun. Headlining next Tuesday we’re the return of our lad Bryan James and the wonderful Harun Musho’d. Hopefully see you then.