Well we had an awesome night of comedy at Arch1 last night. Everyone was on cracking form and the audience were lapping it up. First to the stage was the sumptuous, sartorial silliness of Jack Davies and just why blow-jobs are wrong and complimenting someone’s shoes is an insult. Next was Danny John Scott, the teacher who is inspiring a whole new generation of burger technicians and Hollyoaks’ extras. It was then over to Shuang Teng who learned a whole new language because she was just too polite to correct a colleague who thought she was Japanese. Next was the infectious laughter of Marc Molnar and tales of the massage parlour where you definitely do not want extras or happy endings. The deliciously dark Emma Richardson was after Marc. Emma does enjoy a good serial killer, and we’re not talking your fly-by-night entry level Ted Bundy stuff here. Hot on Emma’s heels was Louis Brady, who is a year Cancer free, a term his astrology loving ex-girlfriend really hates. Closing the first half was the brilliant Sean Knox. From gimp suits and how to watch Great British Bake Off with a hint of danger to music not to get mugged to, Sean had the crowd in hysterics from start to finish.
After the break, and with the assistance of two of our audience, some magical mind melding with the crowd gave rise to a surprising artistic collaboration. We then got off to a great start thanks to the mellifluous craziness of Barbara Fernandez and the BPD sing-a-long. Tom Cousins then let us in on why his horoscope loving ex and him were destined never to work: her sign was a Swastika! It was then the turn of a new face to G&B, the wonderful Omodara Olatunji, who’ll only consider dating white men if they stop referring to her like she was part of the Cadburry’s confectionary range. It was then over to Doug Graves, who was on absolute stellar form last night. Doug admits his comedy is a bit like the Taliban: it’s all about the execution. Joe O’Donovan was after Doug with the realisation after Shuang’s earlier set that he might be more in demand in China than he could ever have imagined. Next was Lim and some great advice on nightclub etiquette: never pay for a lollipop in the loos with a Pokémon card, no matter how rare the card may be. Closing the show, as only he could, was the legend that is Jimbo. It was probably five minutes into his set before Jimbo even spoke, but by that point everyone in the audience was already finding it difficult to breathe from laughing. Jimbo makes it all look so easy. The sheer art of slapstick and clowning comes across in his every move, gesture and word. Just typing this makes me smile and I think that’s Jimbo’s gift to us: he brings pure joy to any stage on which he stands, and whatever mic stand he ends up fighting with. Simply brilliant.