A return to the nice sized crowds we expect at Long Live Comedy saw an invasion from Scarborough. Lovely town, but the fact that they have a sea life centre made us feel a little competitive.
True to form, even though we have a theme every week (this weeks was messing about in boats), only a couple of people did anything boat themed. But that's fine, it won't stop us.
The show started with Guest Compere James Christopher, warming up for his own show which starts next week in the Black Swan in York. The comedy underground movement grows. Come the revolution etc etc. James has come up with a novel way of dealing with hecklers - he shoots them. It somewhat took the edge off when he had his 'bullets' quietly returned to him. Not so much ouch as awww.
Dave McCue opened the night, with some very informative tales of the secret danish plot to take over the north east. Salty dogs! Lovely guy, and he started off the night very well, with charm and no shortage of punchlines.
Next up Dave Glover, big lad, acres of comedy hidden around his ample beshirted body. Driving tales abounded, and one of the funniest spiderman lines I ever heard.
Callum Cramb compered the second section, chatting amiably with the crowd, and being constantly interrupted by a drunk man who wanted us to 'worship cheeses'. He apparently came close to wetting himself, sadly that was nothing to do with the comedy.
Pete Thompson entertained us with sporting tales of an Oxbridge Cox and a short extract from Wind in the Willows, where Satan sits with a baby otter between his feet whilst playing the pipes. Culture as well as comedy you see.
Julie Dunstone was next with a short set about fear of holidays and the inner workings of the male mind. She said after that she wasn't sure how her material would work with a 'young' crowd. She needn't have worried, it was a lovely punchy set with plenty to laugh about.
Al Dawes was in charge of the final section, and the big competition reveal. Though his Britney Spears impression was off key, he looked lovely with bunches. And went camp when he was buying cigarettes. Oooh, he likes them smooth.
Finishing the night was Scott Tyrell, a favourite of ours, who did plenty of new material about lord of the rings, and a classic story about prisoners sharing a moment of intimacy.
The competition was 'Sailors Songbook (or film guide or tv guide)', so you had to pick a pun with a nautical theme. Coming close was 'The Oars Whisperer', but the winner was 'The Lost Bouys'. It took a while for the crowd to get it, but get it they did.
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