30TH OF MAY.

This weeks guests - The Flash, James Christopher, John Scott and Tom Mitchel.



So last night was a lot of fun. A success if not a roaring one. Our little comedy club is a very friendly place, and given that we were fighting against a bank holiday hangover, and England playing football it wasn't badly attended. Unsurprisingly, when the football ended, a few more people turned up.

Callum looked after the first section, including material on dance floor do's and don'ts which set up this week's competition.
He introduced Tom Mitchell, a very cerebral guy, with some great imagery to hand. His admiration for pornographers seems very genuine. Finishing the first section was a return of Doctor Who lookilikey James Christopher; who's speccy trekky act is becoming less of a crutch, he is doing more material as himself, which is genuinely funny. Got the moment of the night when he got a big groan. 'oh so puns don't work in the 'dog and parrot'. Yes, it was a location gag, you did have to be there, but of its moment, it was cheer worthily good.

Al introduced himself and did stuff on moving to the north, and struggling with the accent etc. Strangely enough he had mothballed it because he thought it was too geordie, and wouldn't travel. But it certainly works here. A heckle from Callum pointing out that Al's a cheesemaker, not an engineer, brought forth a cheesy take on Charlie and the Chocolate factory.

The other act in this section was comedy magician THE FLASH; cracking stuff. He has a really good polished act now, with gags and some really fun tricks. The audience mind reading bit is so good, and made by the fact that the stooge seldom gets it.

Pete looked after the last section, going over his notebooks for new stuff - this gave us some great quick ones, including beautifying wind farms by including models of two guys choping wood on them, and some longer bits which need a bit more of a polish. The competition took the form of 'you name a dance step, we will act it out' Callum's idea, and it worked really, really well. The winner was the classic dad dance which came with very clear instructions - crouch; lift one leg and twist; repeat with other leg; both thumbs up throughout. The lucky winner recieved a bottle of sanatogen tonic wine (we shit you not.) which comes with the warning that 'tonic' in no way implies health giving properties.

John Scott, fresh from playing rooms with 200 people for actual money, still came down to mix with the likes of us. He was exercising his new idea about sitting down to perform. It was a really interesting change, it took the energy out of the set, but it made everything warm and friendly and fuzzy.