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Pleasance Courtyard
Aug 11-14, 16-29 (16.45)

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25 year-old Rory O’Keeffe is a refreshing wee marvel in the panoply of stars that shine into Edinburgh each August. A soft-spoken, quick-witted geezer, he builds an immediate rapport with his audience that never falters, taking us on a merry ride through his theme – the comedy latent in language, something we can all relate to. Indeed, some of his own contributions to the English language are simply brilliant & should definitely become a part of all our perfunctory patois. A central motif is of this show is his adventures in learning Italian, & when one is shown the Italian hand-signal for the Risorgimento, one knows one is being entertained by a clever fellow. O’Keeffe was trained as an actor, & where many before him have attempted the cross-generic saunter into comedy & failed, he has actually gained something in the transition – a platform for his absolute mastery of the spoken word. He’s funny too – you know as soon as he begins to say summat about summat, then when he says summat else about that particular summat, you’ll be laughing – every time!
Rory explores his theme with an adept credibility & a knack of connecting with our personal, subconscious comedy observations. Working his room without getting too involved with the audience, he is assisted by a supreme confidence in his material which cements all essences together. He also uses a power-point with precision, & just as Sean Dyche got the Burnley FC managerial job with a brilliant power-point presentation to the board, then led them to the riches of the Premier League, so too is O’Keefe’s canny use of said equipment propelling him into the higher reaches of the comedy universe that is twinkling over Caledonia’s capital right now. This guy is definitely mid-blossom, on his way to being one of the better comedians around, & when you hear the sound-engineer still chuckling nine shows in, you just can tell that he’s gonna go far.
Reviewer : Damian Beeson Bullen
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48 Below
Aug 11-15 : (00.30)
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Watching Geneva Rust-Orta’s first ever performance at the Edinburgh was a bit like gazing at a Leonardo Da Vinci sketch. There is genius there, clearly she has the gift for comedy, but her youth & her inexperience still dominate both performance & material. She is only 21, and although her patter is of a woman twice that age, her life experience is such that is a scanty bed-soil from which to feed her talented eye for fun. Credit where credit is due, however, she’s only been doing comedy 9 months – a recent graduate in theatre down Yorkshire way, her end-of-year show had comedy elements in it, & her tutor suggested a spot at the Edinburgh Fringe. The spot she got was at half-past midnight, & trust me some of her stuff really does need to be on this late – she’s a bit, well, ‘open’ & a bit too ‘raunchy’ for anything earlier – but its all, well, rather hilarious.
Before arriving in Edinburgh, Californian Rust-Orta has already been pronounced as the UK’s second funniest Jew. Checking this & other stereotypes with a cheeky grin, Rust-Orta offers a unique insight into life, with realism rising out of every breath. A romantically-minded, comic poetess trapped in a neo-modern cage, I have a funny feeling that if Geneva sticks at it, her place in the comedy pantheon is assured, & her juvenilian sketches grow into a masterpiece even Da Vinci would have been proud to call his own.
Reviewer : Damian Beeson Bullen

Pleasance Courtyard
Aug 3-28 : (22.45)

Throughout 2016, it seems, women are slowly taking over the western world. Teresa May owns the UK, Clinton should take the States, Merkel dominates Europe & in the world of comedy, the Mumble has noticed that the best comedians at this year’s fringe have been, in the main, female. Last night I saw the veritable queens of these amazonians – a couple of intensely brilliant feminazis who strut onto stage in cat-suits barking, ‘I am woman, hear me roar!’ Bouncing off each other like lightning bolts thrashing a perfect storm, this is a comedy couple working at the highest possible pitch; sociopathic comedy, dramatic soliloquies, sexy vignettes are all stitched together to form a never-ceasing tapestry of fun, which the girls’ sheer excellence in accent-variation rises to the fore.
For me, the highlight of their material was Jackie Cooper Clarke, based, of course, on John Cooper Clark — a parody that was better than the real thing. The girls use classic songs, slightly tweaked, to accentuate their set – Black Velvet, Don’t Cry For Me Argentina, for example – which are all played on a keyboards by the wonderful Christoph, who also pipes in from time to time with some deep-throated stage directions or a joke of his own. Dangerous & dirty, brash & bolshy, wild & wicked, to N&P all men are fuc£-puppets – such as those two wine merchants from Windsor – & basking in their own sexuality they portray an absolute unfloundering confidence in their comedy. A true treat.
Reviewer : Damian Beeson Bullen
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Apex Hotel , Grassmarket
4th – 28th August (21.00)
£6.50 – (£5.00)
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On a cold wet miserable Edinburgh night I found myself upstairs in the Aprex Hotel, awaiting the wonder that is Paul Vickers. We were here to witness the birth and demise of Twonkey’s Mumbo Jumbo Hotel & with a name like Twonkey I was not sure what to expect. My curiosity was getting the better of me. Emerging from behind a black curtain with puppet in hand, which looked like it had just come out of a witches cauldron, the room ballooned with instant laughter! The stage before us contained a minature set which reminds one of a child’s bedroom, while our host resembled a 1970’s children’s TV presenter. All this made a direct impact with the audience, that with a bewildered look on their faces looked completely baffled…
This is a comedy show with all the trimmings, mixing puppetry with accompanying soundtracks, we were cascaded down a waterfall of laughte – being tossed back and forward from sketch to sketch you are soon caught up in the mayhem of Twonkey’s Hotel. With a coconut duck and a singing tree stump, one audience member looked dumb-founded. This was an intriguing piece of comedy. Like a mad professor from another planet, he appeared to be more nutterey than Nutella. With psychic knickers, finger-puppets, miniature people, dynamite, and a chainsaw this allowed the audience the chance to participate in the madness at hand. Mumbo Jumbo Hotel is a throw back to childhood fun, with humour that punches you in the head, & in the bruise linger fond memories of days long gone.
With the puppet sketches, well-written hilarious songs and crazy dance moves, Mr. Vickers did get the unsuspected audience in stitches of laughter. Caught up in a wonderland of toys, mad impressions, miming, crazy jokes, this was all rather gob-smacking. An imaginative piece of theatrical comedy that will have an impact on all who see this show. If you have a cheeky one hour to spare at 9PM this August, take a journey back to your youth with Twonkey’s Mumbo Jumbo Hotel and you wont be sorry….
Reviewed by Raymond Speedie

Cowgate, Bar 50
Aug 5-27 : (16.45)
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Comedians are clever people, yes, but Phil Mann is a genius. Not a comedy genius, although he is a pretty funny geezer, but seems to possess a wikipedia’s worth of fun & imagination in the creative whirpools of his soul. This is Mann’s tenth year in Edinburgh – he’s a highly-trained actor as well, so he must lead something of a romantic life, one thinks.
Loosely based on the theme of the abstract state of ‘nothingness’ Mann’s show is essentially one-man improv session, but remarkable in the fact the only person he really has to bounce off is himself. Beginning the show by nicking someones phone in order to create the soundtrack of the hour, & after the audience filled the blanks in several ‘read out’ cards, Mann proceeded to imagine this wee wonder;

And this quick-thinking wit ninja did all it so bloody well…
Reviewer : Damian Beeson Bullen


THE MUMBLE – This is your tenth trip to the fringe are you any wiser since your first about material
Spotlites Venue
08-12th Aug
18.45
£5 (£3)
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Reviewer : Bobbi McKenzie

Laughing Horse @ Moriarty’s
Aug 4-28 : (16:15)
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Ben Shannon (Nottingham) & Mike Reed (Merthyr Tydfil) are old Uni mates – they love each other & their love each other’s comedy in equal measure. Last year they found themselves on the geographical fringes of the Fringe – Moriarty’s on Lothian Road -, liked it, & decided to come back & do it all again. Its location, actually, is good – its more like a machine-fun border post for West Edinburgh, trying to take folk out with laughter before they hit the battlefield. Going there’s a bit like going to Skye – its a bit of a trek but its worth it!
Bright, cheerful and consistent, this was great free comedy by a determined duo. The show is divided into two – Ben is a cheeky wee surrealist, who feeds on the audience energy like a jack russel wanting to go for a walk when it sees its owner get his shoes on. Back and forward his banter went, as with a questionnaire of curios questions they dug deep to find the fun in peoples occupations. For the second half, Mike is a classical joke-teller, all of which are buzzing amidst the perfect storm of his mind. The two styles on offer make for a good blend throughout the hour. With slap-stick jokes about family and girlfriends & modern life, they managed to get their increasingly talkative audience to chuckle along like a leaf on a river in May.
Reviewers : Spud & Double B

Assembly George Square
Aug 3-28 (19.00)

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When I turned up at the Assembly I thought, ‘great I will be in the gardens for the show’ but no such luck. Laurence was round the back in what was basically a metal shipping container that you would see transporting cargo. So I was a little sceptical as I rocked up to the girl on the door, but hey it’s the fringe and I will give anything a go once! Thankfully my scepticism was wrong, for the show worked well in a small space. You felt you were right in the middle of the Lawrence’s front room, as he was only a couple of feet away. The folk in the front row could look him straight in the eye, helping them to connect with the secret corners of this comedian’s universe.
Lawrence’s struggle for independence in a highly presuming world is a good and insightful show! Pumping through plenty of jokes and laughs and decent banter, he tells the story of his life more than well. Laurance has the ability to laugh at himself and to also see the funny side whenever he encounters negativity – all very endearing and rather inspiring. Laurence walks you gainfully through his struggle for independence, sharing all his ups & downs the along the way. It’s not satire or comedy on the fashionable independence of Brexit or the Scottish Independence vote, it’s far more personal than that, for Lawrence fights for recognition and mutual respect from both the people that support his life and the wider public as well. He makes you look inwards to see how you view others, witha n appetite for life we could all be inspired by. Its overall a very good, show and I was glad he allowed me to join him in teh odyssey of his life… Lawrence made me realise that we should all perhaps take life a little less seriously and approach our challenges with a wry smile.
Reviewer : Mark Parker
