I know, I know – we weren’t supposed to be back here yet. We literally said in our last Castle comedy review that we’d return in December. But here’s what happened… It snowed. It frickin’ snowed. AND we’d spent the... Continue Reading →
We’re very aware that this review is late. So very, very late. If we had a proper editor (and I always imagine J.K. Simmons as J. Jonah Jameson when I say that), he’d have been screaming at us for over... Continue Reading →
This evening’s story actually started a few months ago, with a simple text from a pal: “Hey mate, just seen this poster — I think Carl Donnelly is playing my local!?!” Yes, that Carl Donnelly. The one we recently dubbed... Continue Reading →
Well, this is an absolute treat. We’re sat under the tarpaulin roof of The Unicorn Bar, drinks in hand, sunshine streaming through, and it’s the last day of this year’s Edinburgh Fringe. But that lovely scene isn’t the treat I’m... Continue Reading →
We’d fled the chaos of Pleasance Courtyard — not far, just down the hill to The Holyrood 9A and its frankly ridiculous gin selection (Rock Rose and Isle of Harris topped our highly scientific taste test, if you’re keeping score).... Continue Reading →
Don’t you just hate it when your own words come back to bite you in the arse? In our 2023 review of Troy Hawke we boldly declared: “Okay, we fully intended to stop writing anything about work-in-progress shows. We sort... Continue Reading →
It’s the final day of the Fringe and we’re sat in Assembly Gardens. I’ve just helped the bar “tidy up” the last of its Zubrowka, and we’ve bumped into a journo pal who – bafflingly – has picked today as... Continue Reading →
