I think the phrase goes something like, "You have to have the bad to appreciate the good." If that is true, then we are due something truly amazing to appreciate after this show. The premise is simple, playful and, frankly,... Continue Reading →
I feel that I'm a little late to the party in reaching this conclusion, but I think that with The Dark Room, John Robertson may have inadvertently created the comedy version of The Rocky Horror Show. But before I justify... Continue Reading →
Today is all about what is colloquially known as the tricky second album. But before we get to that, we cannot begin without a quick mention of the most important meal of the day. One of our guys flew in... 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 →
Our evening started with chaos: a cab that never turned up, a failed attempt to leg it across town, and, for the first time ever, a missed Fringe show. The silver lining? It gave us plenty of time to get... 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 →
