Doctor In The House : Doctor Ahmed

Spotlites : 6th Aug – 14th Aug

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Material :three-stars Delivery :three-stars  Laughs : three-stars

Dr Ahmed is displaying a very creative idea he had on how to be alive, while dealing with death in ones life. So, really, you can say that this show is suitable to every single human being on Earth. Unless you have worked out how to avoid death? Which if you have, well, congratulations to you! For content reasons, I would recommend an adult to accompany folks aged between 13-16 yo, and would say that the material is not suitable for anyone younger than this. Death is an intense subject for many to wish to even think about, so further discussion after this show between friends and family, maybe something that you would need or want to do. But don’t worry, I doubt that anyone would leave this show feeling sad. In fact, if you have experienced death in your lifetime, you will most likely find the performance very refreshing.

The Dr uses a mixture of industry practiced techniques, self taught, in order to communicate a beautiful message. Being a real doctor allows for perspectives not often shared on stage; if it does not make you giggle and consider altering your medical visits, then you must never have been to the doctors before.  As he walks us through his own learnings, we see diamond performance potential shine through. If you are not touched by the reason Dr Ahmeds works to be himself as a character for the purpose of teaching what he has to share, well, then you must not be human.

Ahmed is not perfect – his comedy timing needs slight attention, as potential funnies are swirled through a sea of energy; being lost within the time it takes for the bookends of the punchline to knock up on either side; The audience needs wee bit more of a chance to recognise and register sometimes, especially with puns. I prescribe two beats of silence on either side of the punchline. The singing needs about 10% more confidence, 8% of which should definitely be delivered through gently observing eyes; an optical drift, just long enough to catch a soul, before sweeping on again. I think if that were applied, the very last and most subtle of vocal jitters could smooth out and the sound would be worthy of a much larger stage show. I would love to see this Doctor find himself through his performances more, and would really like to watch him explore different expressions, like circus performance; as well as spoken word, poetically beat between operatic explosions. Definitely more performing please Dr Ahmed, but maybe less in the way of a stand up comedy style, in my opinion, as I think cabaret has your name written all over it.

My guest loved the experience and laughed regularly before summing up with words like “wow” and “this is the best show I have seen in the Fringe, ever! Actually? Yeah, no, actually, it is!” I would also love to see normal life doctors behave more like Dr Ahmed does on stage! Sometimes a dryness of character, displayed as professionalism is difficult to read, while people are not being academic and are being emotional.  Which I guess is the kind of emotional intelligence we all need to interact with, when dealing with grief in ourselves or in another person. I feel like grief is an effected emotional state of pure disorganisation, caused by emotions which are too strong to be put behind our own thinking, of how we feel. It is like we feel to much to be able to think. We learn out of it, but not without great effort and practise, usually over much time. Confusion can be invented between human beings, while there is a delay in empathy between emotional communicative transactions. I think both parties need to be in a state of feeling, thinking, acting, then both feeling again etc, before learning and healing to occur; at least this is what I discovered during my own experience of living with death. Feeling first, then thinking about how to act in order to communicate that emotion, helps us with being. It is nice to see Dr Ahmed shake off the stiff upper lip and get more loose with his expression. It’s nice to know how people are thinking while they talk to you, and with professional type figures, well – it is just a pure joy to see them be in an emotional state too.

Lovely show, and thank you for the support you are providing towards Macmillan Cancer Research, Dr Ahmed. Keep inspiring man!

Reviewer : Bobbi McKenzie

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1 Woman, a Dwarf Planet and 2 Cox: Samantha Baines

Pleasance “This” Venue / 3-18th Aug (15.30)

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Material :four-stars Delivery :five-stars  Laughs : four-stars

The setting of Samantha Baines’ contribution to the Edinburgh Fringe 2016 is rather more interesting tahn your standard stand-up –  because if you arrive early, you may be placed in charge of dinging the Pun Master’s Bell. I liked this idea as puns are often missed without due care and attention, particularly if crafted as slickly as they are by Sam.  Some of her material is cheesier and more obvious than the glaring moon, don’t get me wrong. But I must admit, there were a few puns that would have slipped past my own gaze, if it hadn’t been for the ding – which invariably lead to an  “ahh”  followed promptly by a  “doh”!  But it can make you feel only human when a pun slips by you, especially when Sam needs to also prompt the bell master, into dinging the dong in the first place.

In any case, Sam spat jokes out like a leakage of matter from a blackhole of complete banter and the faces Sam pulled were like watching a dance off between opposing gravitational forces. Tickled my ribs like a martian with twelve arms and little sucker punch blobs for hands, so it did. Perhaps, in future, some David Bowie music could be measured in? Just to add a little third dimension to the equation, you know? It would make for a good entry/exit soundtrack and could also fill the subtly awkward silence during the reading of the thesis, which otherwise I thought was a great segment. Gives a justified reason to break out those dance moves too Sam, which I could see were already being contained like a nebula about to turn super nova!

I love that this woman uses her brain to think outside all boxes, and that her face becomes a canvas for the constellation of her emotion to explode. Sam applies a great use of sarcasm with excellent timing and slightly self deprecating appreciation of her own ego. The oxymoron is genius.  Not entirely sure whether this is a purposeful technique or just a very honed natural ability, but it certainly works for a strong delivery.

Heckle at your own peril in this show, cause the girl will beam you up like you were desperately seeking to be probed then leave the audience laughing at you, through a trans-code of pity and confusion; until you wonder to yourself, why seeking for attention while you were meant to be observing, was ever an idea that you forgot to actually think about, before your brain let it take off from your tongue, at a speed fairly slower than light.

Would love to have a pint with this woman, and would feel more than delighted to take my own Nanna or any other family member to see Sam’s show again. This act is one of my favourites this year so far, and the venue organisers have nailed the timing at which is appears. Just what you might fancy between a spot of lunch and your dinner, to heat you up into interconnected bi-lateral thinking, which can then help shift your dimensions of observation into the right gear, for taking in more festivities over the remainder of your evening, on planet Earth. Samantha Baines – Rock Solid mate! Shine on you crazy diamond.

Reviewer : Bobbi McKenzie

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Pippa Evans: Same Same But Different

Bannermans (Venue 357)

Aug 6-9, 22-28 (1.45pm)

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Laughs: five-stars   Material: five-stars   Deliveryfive-stars

Having been to see ‘Showstopper! The Improvised Musical’ last year, it was a real treat to see Pippa Evans in her solo show ‘Same Same but Different’, which is part of PBH’s Free Fringe. We felt sure we were in for a great show of music and comedy. Pippa played to a packed Bannermans and was well received from the onset, with anecdotes and musical numbers interspersed with moments of audience participation that were great to watch, if not a little personal for those chosen few!

We laughed heartily at the detailed recounts of ‘cringy’ first time fumbles and being dressed in Laura Ashley as a young tomboy and sang along with the closing number “You’re Awesome” as we came to terms with the fact the hour was over. We were transported to the ‘wild’ as Pippa took on the role of Bear Grylls and had the audience in the palm of her hands. She is an accomplished vocalist, improv performer and comedienne and this show only affirms this. Stand out moments included her song ‘Roles I’ll Never Play’ when it became clear to us all that you can’t play Fagin with tits(!) and her fond talking about her Mum and her growing awareness that she was always right!

Although there was a script, Pippa’s skillful ability to improvise was woven through the show as she learnt more details about certain audience members as the hour progressed (Caution! Sit in the front row at your own risk!). Someone close by was ‘serenaded’ for a whole number as he resembled an ex-boyfriend… it could have been tense, but it was just hilarious. Her small but perfectly formed band was great, and they moved seamlessly through the planned and improved numbers. She handled huge topics with a light touch and tiny topics with a toothcomb. She knows her craft for sure and with humility she holds her humanness and frailties and has the ability to laugh at herself. It’s impressive, that is for sure.

Pippa had this way of putting us at ease and making us feel included, just before she said or did something that made us think a little more deeply. She had a lovely take on not judging one another with some witty interspersed judgements! Then we all found ourselves singing ‘I won’t judge you’, to her, to our friends and then to the room, it was touching. She did this kind of stuff quite a few times and she did it extremely well. Jokes, flipped into something poignant or serious or potentially ‘sugary’; but it wasn’t, she meant it and so did we. Pippa Evans makes the world a better place; she is good for the soul. This is a performer who deserves the upmost respect.

Great stories, great songs, great human humour… It’s fairly simple, go and see this show! It’s free to get in but you will definitely want to pay for this golden hour of entertainment, and if your not convinced, the finale will have you reaching for your purse! People, queue round the block if you have to, she really is worth it. Pippa Evans – You are awesome!

Reviewers: Ali Bell and Denise Borland

five-stars

Dominic Frisby : Lets Talk About Tax

Gilded Balloon Teviot Balcony

 3rd – 28th August

£8.50 (£7.50)

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 Material :four-stars Delivery :four-stars  Laughs : three-stars

What is the most expensive purchase we make in our life time? The Government ?’

Picture this!!   A small, low-ceiling, black drapes hung around all the walls, nestling in the lower depths of Teviot Row House.  Tax diagrams everywhere, a mega-phone and a microphone, paving the way for Dominic Frisby & his new show.  As the lights dimmed, a figure emerges from a dark corner… adorned with a bowler hat, chequer’d suit and spectacles he does indeed resemble the Tax Man of our haunted dreams. In fact, an hour of comedy on Tax and the HMRC would be enough to scare anyone, but could we be wrong? With lawyers and tax evaders in the firing line, we were soon informed of the wicked ways of how the government chips away at our hard earned pounds.  This was more informative story telling than fast-paced comedy show. With Dominic’s delivery  consistent, precise and comfortably paced, you could quantify the essence of a well-researched show.  With his swing-o-meter in hand, we discovered how every disaster has its tax point, and who pays for it…  us ?  Tax is power, power is money, and money needs to be taxed… back to square one.

If you enjoy a laid-back, fun-loving attitude towards tax, or you want to know how to avoid paying tax, then this show will delight you.  I think anymore than an hour would have pulled the “T” out of tax, & of course more jokes would have got more laughs. But when he did get funny, Dominic hit home with a low punch to the stomach.  Politics, money, voting, tax inquiries, and expensive calls to the HMRC all contribute to a Fringe show abounding with thought-provoking points. Whether Dominic makes you laugh, shout or cry, one thing is for sure you’ll leave his side a more educated soul in the art of Tax and Taxes. Well done Dominic for putting the “F” word back into governmental institutions… & when I say F, I mean fun, fun, fun!

Reviewed by Raymondo Speedie

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Tom Ward

The Pleasance

Aug 3-28 : (21.45)

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Material :four-stars Delivery :four-stars  Laughs : three-stars

IMG_7009.JPGTom Ward popped my cherry for the Fringe this year! Cracking show… absolutely loved it! He was performing at the Pleasance, in its basement, a great venue with a really intimate feel. This intimacy proper suited the show, for Tom is the kind of mate everyone wishes they had. The geezer you would be making sure came to your parties to keep everyone entertained. Funny! Funny! Funny!  His comedy is of the observational kind, and, god bless him, he looks at things through rose-tinted spectacles… his jokes never offended anyone once. Ward’s stories are snappy and the punchlines just keep on coming. Engaging from start to finish, Tom just about pulled the full 50 minutes off, despite a couple of monologues bobbin’ on for a bit – but I guess I was hooked on his snappier stuff by then. As I departed the Pleasance I felt a sneaky feeling well-up that Tom was bound for stardom… if he gets a proper haircut. A class act!

Reviewer : Mark Parker

four-stars

 

Nathan Cassidy: 42

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Free Sisters
Aug 4-28  (19.42)
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Material :three-stars Delivery :four-stars  Laughs : four-stars
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Nathan Cassidy is funny and entertaining. He reminds me of the way that certain films start off slow before drawing you in completely. The title of his show is centered around the fact that he was once in a recording studio with the band Level 42, a moment caught on film for posterity and to entertain this year’s Fringe. His efforts last year were nothing short of startling, & the Mumble were keen to see what new tricks Cassidy had up his sleeve.
Bustling with street-wise banter, this modern clown worked us hard with his funky material. One-by-one, everyone in the audience warmed to him and yes, the audience loved it. Me included. I have decided to take a new look at comedians, they have nae always been my most fave to review. Divine is old school when it comes to comedy and tonight’s performance inspired me to liken the comedian to one of the greats. Tonight, Nathan had Norman Wisdom as his muse.
Cassidy’s creation also has one of the most novel finales to have ever graced the Fringe. I cannae give away the details, but there is a certain  brilliance in its unusuality. This show is well worth the fiver I put in the bucket, and I sense a rising star in our midst.
Reviewer : Mark ‘Divine Calvert’
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THE MUMBLE
 What is the idea behind this years show – & is there any continuity from last years
NATHAN CASSIDY
The idea of the show is the audience choose 10 options from 42 and I do a different show every night based on those options in a quest to find the meaning of life – order from chaos.  It’s about love and togetherness….
THE MUMBLE
What does the Edinburgh fringe experience mean to you
NATHAN CASSIDY
Back to the Future II was about what you’d change if you had a second chance at life, this year is more about saying we have no second chances and we need to find meaning in this life and get as much from it together as possible. Edinburgh Fringe experience is what I work towards all year, and I want to give the audience something totally different, which I’m hopefully literally doing every night this year.
THE MUMBLE
Have you an eye on 2017 already, & if so , what is it
NATHAN CASSIDY
I do have an eye on 2017 already – I’m doing a show called ‘Man in the Arena’ – there’s even a big poster advertising that show in the underpass on Potterow.  That show will be about bravery in a volatile world.

Jamali Maddix: Chickens Come Home to Roost

The Attic, Pleasance Courtyard
7-29 August 
20:15 (1hr)
£10
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Material :three-stars Delivery :four-stars  Laughs : three-stars
Jamali Maddix strutted out from behind a black curtain to the sound of the Wu Tang Clan. I don’t think the sixty-something Scottish couple in the front, Rod and his wife, knew what they were in for. In fact, they certainly had no idea what was about to befall them over the next hour. I like to think of myself of a a reasonably hip mum with teenagers who allow me to at least try to keep up with them, so I wasn’t phased by his constant use of the F-word and winding up the crowd about racial, sexual and political matters. Poor Rod, though, the Tory voting Scotsman who became more and more red faced as he gritted his teeth in polite rage, really got it in the neck as the constant barrage of jokes came at his expense. I was glad I was tucked away in the second row and not picked on for anything at all. I must have looked sympathetic. ‘I’m an arsehole’, the twenty-five year old Londoner kept saying, ‘I’m an arsehole’, just to make sure everyone cut him some slack before he went for them. And we generally did. Apart from Rod. 
 
Jamali, immediately likeable and entertaining, launched into the laughable absurdity of us Britons holding on dearly to emblems of a rich and powerful empire; most of which we have now of course lost. He likened having the Queen as figurehead to a business man who’s become homeless, but ‘still wears the suit’. None of the topics were much of a surprise for a young mixed-race London man, but apart from losing Rod’s gameness and sympathy half-way through, he played well with the audience members who remained game. I would think it difficult playing to an almost all-white audience when your subject matter can offend and stir up some awkwardness in his punters. He was apologetic in his manner, even statements of non-apology, if that makes any sense at all. But that wasn’t going to stop him saying what he had come to say. His timing was super tight and his delivery punchy, and you could easily imagine him as the annoying friend who pesters you as you about to sleep with a ‘story that you absolutely must hear, right now’ and looks way too eager to think of turning down. Timely jokes peppered his chat; about UKIP, Brexit and suicide bombers. The voice of the urban young; suggesting that letting people over 50 vote because ‘they’re going to die before they see the thing they wanted’, a bit like a suicide bomber. 
 
He did make some serious, thought-provoking points along the way. Noting that in our first-world lifestyles, we unwittingly support slavery. Just imagine he says, the plantation owner saying ‘of course I’m morally opposed to slavery, but I really like having my lemonade served.’ He really pushed us into a corner with that one. He whipped through the barrenlands of internet porn, the absurdity of our society where breasts are used to promote products instead of feeding babies, and the equating of capitalism with prostitution. 
 
He lost the crowd momentarily as he launched into a sentimental vignette about his mother, which didn’t seem to have anything to do with comedy at all, but a brief baring of his vulnerable side. He pulled us back with some self-deprecating jokes about taking drugs with his pals and then getting on the straight and narrow. He ended almost wistfully, remembering the time when a brick hit his head in a ridiculous life event, but ultimately brought him back to wise decisions. “As you get to decide what you’re gonna do next”. I expect Rod wished he could have taken that on board about five minutes into the show and quietly left. 
 
Maddix definitely provoked some good old honest belly laughs, but is geared to a young audience who can easily handle our modern swaggering vulgarity and in-your-face attitude. As he gets used to handling the varied personalities in an audience, I’m fairly sure he will use his intense bundle of bearded energy into amusing larger and larger crowds, and punching them in the face with a fresh and urgent perspective. One to watch. 
 
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Reviewer: Lisa Williams

Paul Currie: FFFFFFFMILK!

Heroes @ The Hive

Aug 6-28

Ticket in advance / Pay what you like

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Laughs: four-stars   Materialfour-stars   Deliveryfive-stars

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In 1974, sometime after a celebrity party near Luton, Tommy Cooper & Bjorn Borg’s love child was born. His name is Paul Currie, a ridiculously funny man who has this sterling ability to control the actions of every person in his large crowd. As I watched him get them all standing, dancing & singing ‘The Girl from Ipanema’ in total unison, I’m like this guy’s more charismatic than Napoleon. In fact, if Currie would have ordered the Old Gaurd to advance on the British at Waterloo, they would never have turned back & fled – he’s that bloody commanding. Its one of the best things I’ve ever seen at the Fringe – I say thing because I’m not quite sure what his show actually is. I guess its slapstickian vaudeville driven in its highest gear by an incredibly amendable comedian.

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He makes his entrance in a spectacular fashion, gliding about the room to some euphoric music… I swear down, the trip to see Currie is worth it for this alone. Absolutely brilliant. From here, we are given an open invitation to peruse the madcap mentalities of this laugh-a-second madman, from his Jesus-sings-Madonna routine to a wonderful sequence when he sings a song called ‘Telephone-lips.’ Also, when you have seen Currie doing Christoper Walken doing Star Wars, you really know you have lived. The camaraderie that Currie blew throughout the audience is something I have never actually seen outside of, say, a Butlins holiday camp – but witnessing it happen among the quasi-cynical crowds of the Edinburgh fringe was a new experience. I do urge you, your pals, & their pals n’all, who you have never met, to see Currie while he’s in town. He’s that good.

Reviewer : Damian Beeson Bullen

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John Pendal : International Man of Leather

Stand IV (28 York Place)

4th – 28th August 2016 (16.45)

£7 (£6)

Material :four-stars Delivery :three-stars  Laughs : three-stars

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The Stand once again looks set to dominate Edinburgh’s Comedy Fringe as it regally resides over York Place with its impressive choice of six venues sporadically splattered along both sides of the street. Each venue considerately caters well to the thirsty audience by positioning itself close to a convenient watering hole or such like, providing refreshments, albeit in the form of the plastic pint, to the eager festival thrill seeker …such as myself.

Although this evening’s act was kicking off rather early to engage in such a tipple, it felt disconcertingly rude not to partake. And so, armed with a cold, squishy-plastic Magners, I nudged my way along the creepy Spielberg corridor to a cosy, if somewhat compact- studio (den) situated opposite the street from the original Stand venue, where I would witness the unravelling of Mr John Pendal, ‘International Man of Leather’.

Having little prior knowledge of Mr Pendal, I had only the rather intriguing and somewhat raucous title to base my preconceptions upon, and correctly predicted that the evening would have at least some level of ‘risque’ dialogue. Not to be disappointed, immediately upon entering the venue, I was presented with a pencil and paper, and politely asked to write down ‘something that turned me on’. Which I was assured would remain anonymous… Of course it would, I thought to myself, as I begun exploring my options and contemplating which inner secret to sully the innocent white square in my hand.

For a reasonably salacious headline, I expected perhaps a more intimidating engagement (and prepared for such by sitting myself as far back as possible, until I was all but perched upon the air conditioning unit). However, the man himself was anything but frightening, and in fact he presented himself as really rather endearing. Although “dressed as a lesbian” (sic) standing tall in a chequered shirt tucked tight into his jeans, and sporting a thin pencil black tie,  the only hint that there may perhaps be a more experimental side to this sweet natured rogue was the leather cuffs and a fleeting glimpse of some thick gold chains around his neck.

He embarked on a tale of his conflict with his strict Baptist upbringing and how he came to be crowned International Man of Leather amidst some strong competition, delivering fluid, punchy and often genuine hilariously comic observations. He relates the surprising and vastly contrasting international attitudes to sex from Asia to Europe which he encountered during his colourful travels. He challenges the essence of religion with stark logic, intriguing facts, fast-paced wit and comic tales, all the while, pacifying any potential offence in the audience with large fluffy kitten placards.

The audience genuinely warmed to this endearing man, whose sexual exploits and adventures as he travelled all over the world in his acclaimed title seemed remarkably contrasting to his gentle, rather conservative presentation. And it was apparent his genuine desire to break down preconceived notions against self-expression and sexual exploration. His set was cleverly presented with a splashing of retro vibes and geeky science, engaging the audience with clever ideas, such as engineering three-dimensional sexual orientation graphs while throwing in some nostalgic comedic references to Tupperware and Thunderbirds.

Given this was the first night of the performance, it was excusable that his first few jokes were lacking somewhat in delivery, but he quickly recovered and gained confidence, settling comfortably into his set and winning the crowd round effortlessly. Perhaps he could have been a bit more risqué, I believe he had a few more ‘water sports on acid’ stories up his sleeve, but overall, he delivered relaxed and intelligent stand-up comedy, often fascinating and insightful – and I have left with a new-found desire to visit Japan, for an entirely different set of reasons.

Reviewer: Teri Welsh

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Will Duggan : A Man Gathering Fish

Pleasance Bunker 2

3 – 28th August

18.45

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Material :three-stars Delivery :three-stars  Laughs : three-stars

Entering a vault-like bunker in the belly of the Pleasance, a small dark room awaited u, as did the star of the show.  This Manchester-born comedian, ‘who may have well been a Doctor,’ appears with his hilarious debut show at the Edinburgh Fringe Festival. Will Duggan is a straight-forward-talking Northerner-Englander, who has brought a witty and sharp-tongued show to the maelstrom that is the Fringe. As he throws out his first line of the night, we come to wonder if he is going to be a comedian of hate, as Doctors didn’t seem to please him too much.  A few minutes later you come to realize that this show is more about the trials and tribulations of his life, of where he could have went, and where he ended up.  ‘A comedian at the Edinburgh Fringe aint so bad,’ he kindly reminds us.

Mr Will Duggan has this cool demeanor about him, but a look that could turn you to stone if your opinions don’t appear to be in order.  He looks at the realities of life and brings it us in a twisted way…  this is real life at its roughest, but reconditioned for our pleasure. Fast-paced and certainly not lighthearted,  there was so much information being propelled at us it was hard to dilute at times.   As the show moved forward  I found myself being heckled by ‘Will,’ and was flung headlong into his world of mischief.  My name, my likes, my dislikes and some quick banter allowed myself and the audience to interact with his gritty jokes. Dark tales and bad jobs contributed to his undisputed rise into comedy, and on finding the right mechanism he had the audience reacting with bounds of laughter.

After being a Teacher, a Chemist, a Doctor  and then a comedian, ‘Will’ feels he has finally made the right choice, which I & the chuckling crowd agreed with as he spilled out his witty one-liners. Funny, out spoken, direct, gripping, but with no brakes at times, this was a roller-coaster that could have gone on for hours. Take a chance and go see Will Duggan, you just might enjoy it !!!

Reviewer : Spud

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