Winston’s Wow

The Boards @ The Playhouse
 8th  – 29th August – 20:30
 £8 – £10.00

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Winston Spear is a comedian from Canada whom was voted number one in the Canadian Comedy Awards for best stand up… so he would have come to his first stint at the Edinburgh Fringe with some confidence.  A wacky, unique and obscure individual, Winston embeds a strange, but interesting mime dance routine into his act.  His show starts with Winston on the Grand Piano, quickly informing us he can’t play the damned thing – or actually sing for that matter. From this funny start he appeared to float onto the stage with a Michael Jackson shuffle, moon-walking his way through endless facial expressions that had me in stitches…….

Next came the real body of the performance – a series of one-liner jokes which were funny in themselves but lacked that thread to held them all together. Winston is a winner with mime, for sure, & for me his quirky routines should remain the centre pieces of his show.  With appearances on Canadian TV and some film to his name Winston has had an active past & faces a promising future. Perched high in the Edinburgh Playhouse, seems a secret addition to the Fringe, but is worth definitely worth seeking out… Good show Winston!!! THREE STARS

three-stars

Reviewer : Spud

Invisible Badminton & Other Dreams

Cowgatehead

8th-29th

12:30

Free (£5 donation gets a book of haiku)

****

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Probably a cold

But according to Google

Hepatitis B

I think every lad I know would love to have James Bran as a pal – he just fits in with everyone, & when his comedy mojo is working its proper well funny. Somewhere in his mid-twenties (I presume), he has already gained an excellent calmness to the delivery of his material, which is placed somewhere between Quirksville & Southend-on-Sea. His show begins with a pleasant pre-amble, warning us of his twenty minute amnesty window when folk are free to leave without hassle, & also of how to treat any latecomers in the room – one is invited to turn around & give them a menacing, miserable look.

After these very pleasant pleasantries, Bran takes on a journey through his hilarious dream diaries, the invisible badminton of the show’s title, & the endorphin-inducing rush of tossing table-tennis balls at the wee basketball hoop set on his head (hasketball). Interspersed through these mighty comic highs are a series of hilarious haiku which he barks out to the audience as if he were Spike Milligan chortling through his limericks. The comedy that Bran manages to eke out of these syllabic brieflings of poetic brevity is amazing, as the following sample should reflect;

****

Condom in a hedge

Beside them owner’s knickers

Welcome to Stockport

Lockless bathroom door

The best case scenario

You catch me flossing

Snuck into the loos

We had a little fumble

Then she took a shit

****

The twenty minute amnesty window passed without  a hitch, followed not long after by the pre-foreseen arrival of latecomers, who Bran, differing form his normal modus operandi, yelled at to ‘Get Out!’ From here on in, Bran managed to maintain his high level of hilarity, & if anyone is on the lunch break between 12-30 & 1-30, or just starting out in the festivities, there is no better place than in the warm & fuzzy feltlands of Bran’s mind.  FOUR STARS

****

four-stars

Reviewer : Damo Bullen

Ian Smith – Whereabouts

Pleasance Courtyard 
6th-30th August
19.00
£10/£9
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Ian is lovely chap who performs a fabulous PG rated stand up which will tickle your funny bone no matter how old you are. He deals with hecklers better than any other comic I’ve seen, and boy was I there on the night that he was put to the test! Not surprisingly, Ian was performing to a sold out venue, but the heckles started early, first by a Priest and then by a dear elderly lady who offered her services to him… as a relationship councilor. The most surprising hecklers ever! Ian coped well, with seamless improv and his sweet northern charm. But then things took a turn for the dramatic, when a rather aggressive man who looked like a large thumb, rudely left while shouting a nasty comment to Ian as he stepped onto the side of the stage.  The thumb man was then followed out by another older gentleman who assured Ian he was going after him to ‘have a word’. (In Scottish; ‘word’ can often mean ‘fight’, so Ian was pretty worried for a while after, in case they tried to re-entered the gig!)
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Ian, recovering from this bizarre episode, was hilarious; for as polite and gentle as he was to both gentlemen, he had a super bitching hissy fit about it behind their backs which broke all awkwardness and made the entire event tearfully funny. The show was peppered with fantastic call backs and was very funny without being at all rude or offensive, which is probably harder than it seems, and certainly takes a great deal of intelligence.  A brilliant one for all the family, unless you are related to gangsters, apparently it doesn’t do it for them much! Well done Ian, you survived a legend gig, with more dignity than you can shake a stick at. Two thumbs up!  FOURS STARS
****
four-stars
Reviewer : Bobbi Mckenzie

Mark Forward

Gilded Balloon Venue 14
6th – 31st Aug (not 27th)
21.30
£10/£12
*****
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Oh my days, this has got to be the funniest show on at the Edinburgh Festival this year!  People were in pain from laughing, like actually making sounds that in a different setting may have got them arrested; as the roar was teetering off throughout the house it sounded like an old audio piece collected from a ruined battlefield.  You could only complain about having too much fun at this gig! Mark will weird you the f*ck out and bring you in and out of reality throughout 60mins of face-pulling, surreal character comedy and musically, tantrumy stand up that will break you in half with laughter.
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This man is the epitome of untouchable!  The only way you could not enjoy Mark Forward, is if you were born without a sense of humor. In which case.. he would probably be be the only man left to save you.  Get a ticket now! Next year you may have to watch him in a stadium for £50! FIVE stars can barely do him justice!
*****
five-starsReviewer : Bobbi Mckenzie

Amy Howerska – Sasspot

Gilded Balloon Venue 14
6th – 30th Aug
18.45
£9/£11
****
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Amy gets the crowd roaring with her super stories of her and her sister growing up on a military drop site, surrounded by Sassy skydivers. She describes life threatening bonding excursions with her eccentric father, jokes about her psychopath grandfather, and fondly recounts the unusual games her and her sister would play; which could have only been played by children growing up in their rather uncommon environment.
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Her family sound totally bonkers, especially her sister who I would love to meet! What a hoot! It is brilliant that Amy decided to become a stand up and not follow the family into skydiving, because this perspective on life has to has too much comedic value to be kept a secret.  Amy might look fem, but she is an absolute inspiration to any ladette, I can tell you! She thoroughly entertained the house with her funeral antics and tequila tales; what a dude! FOUR STARS
****
four-stars
Reviewer : Bobbi Mckenzie  

Peace Love & Not Understanding

Cowgate Head
2315 August 19th to 29th
Free
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    When your open gambit is laying into Richard Dawkins, one of the finest intellectual minds of the 21st century, I’m afraid you’ve gone into a bit of a grey area, comically speaking, as far as I’m concerned. I mean what’s next? Making jokes about kicking Stephen Hawkins out of his Wheelchair? But then this could be seen as his theological ground, as he often re-asserts his agnosticism. Although I suspect, particularly from the shows oddly-toned finale, that Luke Stephen leans a little more towards the Jesus than the void: and, like all good keepers of the faith, this is often used to justify his largely disappointing tales of sexual misadventure.
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It’s not the first time I’ve heard a comedian talk about nothing but sex with a bit of nod and a winkful of misogyny, and I suspect it won’t be the last. It’s something of a staple in modern main-stream comedy as are more than one or two of his gags. This blokey, laddish delivery has been doing the rounds since the early nineties and frankly it wasn’t that funny then and it isn’t that funny now. Maybe if you’re from the ilk that likes reading loaded, drinking Stella and playing Grand Theft Auto on your PlayStation this might be for you. But for me it just annoyed. What grated more were his constant attempts to justify himself to the audience. Feeling like he was almost sucking up to us. Show a little bit of damn courage man! Still, saying all of that, people were laughing, & quite loudly at times, so if average turns you on then fill your boots!  THREE STARS
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three-stars
Reviewer : Steven Vickers

Kelly Kingham – Inside Out

Just the Tonic @ The Caves
17.00
Free Show
*****
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Kelly’s nervous and slightly manic disposition makes for a very endearing machine gun story teller, indeed. Diagnosed somewhere within the autism spectrum, Kelly gives a unique delivery of a very personal but actually quite ordinary and certainly enlightening perspective of life as a fifty three year man from North London.  As he fiddles with his jacket pocket like an excited eight year old, who is clearly thinking much faster than his mouth can deliver, Kelly gives us a fantastic insight to his world of imaginary friends, married life and mortgages and his self confessed mental-isms. He is beautifully ridiculous, heart tugging with honestly and ironically educational in a ‘carry on – spiritually awakening’ kind of way. This is a gem of a free show, and actually I am very surprised that it is not occupying a £10-a-ticket prime time slot.  It should be next year! See Kelly for free while you can. FIVE STARS
*****
five-stars
Reviewer : Bobbi Mckenzie

Baba Brinkman and Heather Berlin: Off The Top

Canon’s Gait
8-30 August (excluding 18th)
12:10
£0/donation
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I wonder if it’s possible to be open-mouthed and grinning widely at the same time? I shamefully admit that I didn’t go to this show with very high expectations. I thought that a husband-and-wife team rapping about neuroscience in the Free Fringe could easily turn into a cringefest when am awkward teacher at school tries to ‘get down with the kids’. But I was very, very mistaken. These guys are incredibly clever and inspiring, and manage to produce an educational, inspiring and wonderfully entertaining show from beginning to end.
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Baba and Heather had a delightful, bantering rapport between them, and referenced their relationship often in order to explain some of the harder concepts of neuroscience along the way. Once you got over the slightly bizarre experience of two white suburban guys (one very brave member of the audience acting as a control) in an self-consciously ironic ‘rap battle’ on stage, you were drawn into the neuroscience control studies being conducted live by Dr.Heather Berlin, who is a very cool and understandable PhD level researcher.
*
Admittedly, as a psychology major, I was particularly thrilled hearing about the latest science on neural networks, creativity, and particularly which areas of the brain are active during improvisation, but everyone was keen to learn more about ourselves as we were encouraged to try out the cognitive, perception and memory tasks on the projector screen.
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There was a bearded, bespectacled member of the audience unfortunately standing right behind me, but I didn’t have a context for his extra loud guffaws, clapping and whooping until he was invited to leap on stage to perform his love poem from the perspective of a nerdy mathematician/scientist. It was perfectly and brilliantly executed, with breathtaking connections being made at breakneck speed. No wonder he’d been hyping himself up into a frenetic state of readiness. He needed it.
*
It was rated as a PG, and I think some younger science geek kids would certainly enjoy it, but there were some sexual references, mostly innuendo, that parents might want to be aware of. I thought it was a shame that the Scottish kids were at school during this lunchtime show, as surely they would have been inspired.
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The show ends with a rap by Heather herself, and its humour sent you off with a good feeling, adding to a sense of smugness that you’d stumbled across an absolute jewel of a show in the Free Fringe.  Please go and give them a decent donation – I don’t think you would regret it, unless called up to rap and it goes horribly flat…yes you might regret that. Big up MCs Brinkman and Berlin – you deserve every bit of your FIVE STARS!
*****
five-stars
Reviewer : Lisa Williams
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CHARLES BOOTH 

The Mash House
 Aug 17, 19-30              
£4 – £6
17.20pm
****   
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Charles Booth is a character comedian, actor and writer and performs one cracker of a one-man show.  Set in the top room of the Mash House with blacked out windows, a pair of Deer antlers appear from behind a screen and with the added voice-overs off a car approaching we could only imagine what was in store. An impressionist with many character sketches, from swimming sperm, to the Miltonic sacking of Satan from Heaven his is a very interesting show indeed.
****
Charles performed 8 different sketches, all of which were well thought-out and superbly written. Maybe not to everyone’s taste, Booths is a kind of comedy which utilises elements of acting, stand-up and impressions . Well done Charles, for  this is truly no easy combination to assemble, & assemble well – but you’re done it, son.

****

The changing of costumes for each sketch were simple but effective . Booth’s show gives you a take on some of life’s more unspoken areas, the places we go to in our head but sledom share. The sketch on the sperm finding their way to vagina heaven was most entertaining, gaining many a laugh for the audience. Booth’s ability to support his comedy visions with well-created voices and expressions was fantastic and added much to the fun of the show.  He had me in stitches !!!!!   This is one guy we should watch out for as I am sure he will be back next year with more hilarious character comedy to release upon us. FOUR STARS

****

four-stars

Reviewed by Spud

Stuart Black

Maggie’s Room, Laughing Horse @ The Three Sisters
August 6-9,11-16,18-23,25-30
£0/donation
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The venues for the Free Fringe are sometimes a little disappointing, but expect to get what you pay for. It was a tight squeeze getting in and out of the hot, dark upstairs room in the heaving bar, but the young crowd was smiley and well behaved. Loud indie rock blared out with a disembodied voice from behind a black curtain (a little like an emo Wizard of Oz) encouraging us to wait it out until the best bit of the song before the show began. Stuart jumped onto the stage, looking like the Mad Hatter who’d lost his hat while overnighting in a car park. Wide eyed, with his silver hair high on his head, eyes accentuated with Marc Almond style eyeliner, you wanted to root for him and cross your fingers that he was going to make a genuine laugh tumble out of you. Which, again, in the Free Fringe, can be hit or miss. But thankfully, he did. Quite a few times.

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Generally dry humour with a fidgety, slightly manic edge, checking his notes from his little note pad on a table luckily worked well with his nervous stage persona. Which you weren’t sure what percentage was real or not. I smiled at his surprisingly simple but glorious substitute for Prozac. His personal childhood and family stories were woven well with wry comments on modern life, politics and history.  He was able to punctuate the dryer stories with mini skits involving the Incredible Hulk, complete with the music from the iconic 70’s TV show. Moments like this make you glad you share the formative childhood moments of the same generation as the comic, and wonder how ‘relatable’ it is for the youngsters in the crowd. He’d also share some tender family memories; proud of his mother’s free behaviour in a restaurant after years of repression. He’d fling out a shocking line or two occasionally, about religion, reminiscent of a teacher seeing if you were still awake in a lesson straight after lunch when the heaters were up too high.
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His piss take of New Age therapies and the guff on the boxes of beauty products, the acceptance of which often need a complete lobotomy or at least suspension of any rational thought, were realistic and funny. He finished on a high, with a slight peek into his crazy ‘very self-aware’ unconscious. His purposefully rambling anecdote about being carried along the YouTube sidebar and his Jungian description of his freaky dreams showed me this was a man I could definitely relate to. He strikes you as a sweet natured, humble man who appreciates his crowd and deserves every success. THREE STARS

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three-stars

Reviewer : Lisa Williams