I don’t think anyone can ever truly explain why social media algorithms decide to drop certain performers into your life. Sure, we all understand the theory behind the so-called “dark art” – watch one clip and suddenly you’re fed ten... 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 →
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 →
As the bright evening sun glistened across the stage, the four of us sat on our stools, mixed drinks in hand and wondered why we had never seen comedy in this place before. Where were we you ask, Honolulu? Havana?... Continue Reading →
Ev-ree-bod-ee, everybody in the house of… gin? Okay, so that isn’t quite right, but hopefully, my incredibly dated music reference gives you some idea of just how much time I’ve spent in Walthamstow. I always get a little sceptical when... Continue Reading →
King's Cross may be the worst meeting place in rush-hour London. Every Tube heading there is more sardine can than mode of transport, and the local bars aren't much better. But with pals coming in from Essex, Mayfair, and Harrow,... Continue Reading →
‘Twas the final day of the Fringe, when all through the townNot a creature was stirring, not even a clown... Yes, that was an unnecessarily dramatic opening, but I’m honestly never sure how to describe the actual 'final day of... Continue Reading →
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