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Review – The Comedy Crate Weekender at the Charles Bradlaugh, The Black Prince and The Lamplighter, Northampton, 12th and 13th July 2025

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It’s July again, which means another annual Comedy Crate Weekender with two days of comedic mayhem, split over three venues in Northampton town centre. Only £40 for two days which means you can see ten class acts for a mere £4 a session; so cheap it ought to be illegal. A very hot weekend was both a help and a hindrance, in that it makes for a generally happy bunch of people all enjoying interval drinkies in the sunshine, and fortunately the aircon in the Bradlaugh is super effective. But even being reduced to a sweaty mess in the other venues (multiple electric fans notwithstanding) was not enough to reduce the spirits of a fully sold out event, which took place without a hitch. Or if there were any hitches, the Comedy Craters kept them a secret, so well done to them.

The idea of the Weekender is that there are 25 acts, out of whom you can see a maximum of 10, all sharpening up their Works in Progress in preparation for either the Edinburgh Fringe, or a national tour, or just generally working up new material. As such you might see a show that’s already pretty darn perfect, or you could see something where the audience are guineapigs for the comics to find out what’s funny and what’s not. Mind you, they’re all ace at their game, so even material that only just fails to meet their exacting standards can still be pretty funny to the rest of us.

Everyone will have had a different experience at the Weekender, depending on which shows they chose to see, so I can only tell you about what we saw. And of course, dealing with 25 acts is potentially a nightmare of its own. If you went to see a show with a cast of 25 you wouldn’t be remotely surprised to have one or two understudies if someone is not feeling well.

And that’s exactly how our Weekender started, with the unexpected attendance of President Obonjo standing in at very last minute for Helen Bauer for the first show at the Lamplighter. Only three or so hours before he was on stage, he was enjoying tea and toast over a leisurely breakfast in his Presidential Palace; but fortunately His Excellency was able to step in and save the day. He’s not taking a show to Edinburgh but just fleshing out some new material, so of all the acts over the weekend his was perhaps the one most in flying by the seat of his pants mode.

Nevertheless, the President is such a joyously inventive comic creation, that it’s always a pleasure to have an audience with him. And his new material comes from a fascinating place; at the risk of sounding like a pensioner so much is wrong with the world today, and so much of that is because you can’t tell fact from fiction – the lies spouted by politicians and influencers, and social media claptrap and all that. Thousands of Tiktokers believe Obonjo is a real president of a real republic somewhere in Africa. And he’s moulding that fact into a rather surreal show that balances the rubbish people are led to believe against what is genuinely the truth. It’s an idea with legs, and I’m sure the President will turn it into a great show.

From one level of preparation to the extreme opposite; our next show was Thor Stenhaug with a preview of his Edinburgh show One Night Stand Baby, and this one is all packaged up and ready to rock. Thor Stenhaug is a new name to us, and, on the strength of this performance, it’s one of those delightful occasions when you can happily announce, a star is born. A hugely affable and friendly presence on stage, Thor explains how he moved to London from Norway, how he got into comedy, and all about his big relationship with Daisy. But it was when Daisy’s parents asked about Thor’s parents, that he had to confess he is the product of a one-night stand; and he’s not the only one in his family who is! Honestly, those Norwegians! His routine is packed with original material, fluidly and confidently delivered, with some wonderful appreciation for English turn of phrase, effortless callbacks, and some surprising use of accents – his Scouse is incredible! I can only predict great things for this young man. One Night Stand Baby is on at the Pleasance Courtyard in Edinburgh from 30 July to 24 August and will be a must-see this Fringe.

Next up for us was Toussaint Douglass, with a preview of his Edinburgh show, Accessible Pigeon Material. We’ve seen Mr Douglass a couple of times now and he is very personable and warm character on stage who builds a great rapport with the audience. His new show is very work in progress and has more surreal material than I’ve seen him use before. I must confess, I didn’t really get the pigeon-based stuff; but he has an excellent routine – that still needs work but will get there – where he uses a member of the audience and a boxing glove puppet to express how difficult it can be to get your father to tell you he loves you. Hoping it all shapes up in time for the Fringe, but he’s a great comic so I’m sure it will. Accessible Pigeon Material will be on at the Pleasance Courtyard from 30 July to 24 August.

Next was someone I’ve wanted to see for a long time, and he didn’t let me down. Charlie Baker, an irrepressibly cheeky chappie, is working up material for a new show next year. He’s one of these innately funny people who could make you laugh just by reading a shopping list. And the basis of his new show is very simple; people he hates. Not named individuals, that would be ridiculous; but categories like Retired People at the Supermarket at Weekends, or People from Surrey. You instantly get it. He fills out each of his categories with wickedly funny material, not only verbal but often physical – he’s terrific at physical comedy, even incorporating a bit of dance and singing into the routines. He has some brilliant ideas – the Devon Rat Pack for example, or my favourite, the Millwall Magician, where he basically intimidates you into agreeing that, yes, that was your card, otherwise you’d get A Visit from the Boys. Not a huge amount of material yet, but what there is, he spins into comedy gold. Fantastically funny.

Our last show of the first day was Tom Rosenthal, with a preview of his Edinburgh show, Whatever People Say I Am, That’s What I Am. I’ve only seen Mr Rosenthal once before, and that was earlier this year in Chichester’s production of The Government Inspector. I confess I haven’t seen him in Friday Night Dinner or Plebs, because I’m more of a live entertainment kinda guy than a TV watcher. However, unfortunately, quite a lot of the material in his show is based on references to those TV shows, and because I didn’t get the references, I missed out on the laughs. He’s obviously a very quick witted and intelligent fellow, and his delivery is slick and sure-footed. The set was curiously all about him, and I don’t mean that unkindly. Where many comedians take their own experiences and make them relatable so that we can all recognise our own experiences within them, Mr R’s experiences are purely about himself, without inviting us to see how we might be able to share in them. It’s as though he sets up a barrier and all we can do is observe him without feeling what he feels. I’m sure that if I had seen his shows I would have enjoyed it more, and I sense that if you are a Friday Night Dinner fan you’ll love it. Whatever People Say I Am, That’s What I Am is on at the Assembly Roxy in Edinburgh from 30 July to 24 August.

Sunday started with a preview of Glenn Moore’s new Edinburgh show, Please Sir, Glenn I Have Some Moore? and is another work in progress where pretty much all the progress has already been made. Glenn Moore has one of the fastest brains in comedy and this is another of his intricately plotted, extraordinarily creative and extremely funny hours of stand-up. His premise here is to explore why he’s not the most assertive or people, illustrated by comparing himself to his go-getting cousins, Benji the stripper and silent Ursula. The centrepiece of the show is a car journey driving to Death Valley which gets more and more panicky as it progresses, but en route Mr Moore brings in so many side jokes, some of which have a delicate subtlety that fill you with pleasure when they finally make sense. A total master of the art of callback, neither a word nor a gesture is wasted in this show and it’s a joy from start to finish. Please Sir, Glenn I Have Some Moore? is on at the Pleasance Courtyard from 30 July to 24 August.

Next up, and someone we haven’t seen in ten years, was Tiff Stevenson, with a preview of her new Edinburgh show Post-Coital. This was another work in progress performance and consisted of a sequence of only lightly connected observations, some of which were very funny, and some of which weren’t – no criticism, that’s what a WIP is all about, after all. The basis of this show is the relationship between sexism and class and where feminism falls in the balance. She has some excellent material about umarells – a term I hadn’t come across before – which describes old retired Italian men lurking at building sites and offering unwanted advice to the workers. Niche, do you think? Maybe, but also very recognisable and funny. Of all the Edinburgh previews we saw, I think this needs the most work to be done, but Tiff Stevenson is a very safe pair of hands and I’m sure it will all come together in time. Post-Coital is on at Monkey Barrel Comedy (The Hive) from 30 July to 24 August.

Our next act was Hal Cruttenden, with a preview of his new Edinburgh show, Hal Cruttenden: Can Dish It Out But Can’t Take It, and is, as he freely admits, the second show he’s created out of the ashes of his divorce. But whereas his previous show It’s Best You Hear It From Me was clearly a mix of comedy and therapy, you sense now he’s truly moved on and is mining genuine comedy nuggets from how he’s been coping as a singleton. He has such an engaging and natural style on stage that you cling onto his every word – which is fortunate, because every word is hilarious. He assesses the audience for possible future divorces, and honed in on me as being the token old man in the audience having fun because you might as well because you haven’t got long. He does offer some serious observations about the way the world is going in this Trumpian era, and he’s darn right with them all. Exceptionally funny and quick to react to everything the audience might choose to throw at him, the show ends with a lovely speech by the Prime Minister that so cleverly assembles a plethora of callbacks. The only thing left for him to “get right” before Edinburgh is choosing which bits to omit, but it’s all tip-top quality. Hal Cruttenden: Can Dish It Out But Can’t Take It is on at the Pleasance Courtyard from 30 July to 24 August.

We chose to stay in the same location for the rest of the day, so our next act was Matt Richardson, with a work in progress of a new show, Brash, that will tour the UK this autumn. We’d seen Mr Richardson quite recently, so that much of his material was not new to us but it is still incredibly funny. It’s an informal and relaxed hour of observations of village and domestic life, gang activity in an Oxfordshire village, how growing up doesn’t necessarily mean you can decide on your own bedtime and a frantically funny routine about massage that turns into what I can only describe as a wankfest. Mr R sets up a terrific rapport with the audience, tells his stories with an engaging cheekiness, and the show is filled with loads of laugh out loud sequences. A very funny chap. Brash continues with a few more WIP performances around the country and the tour starts in earnest in Glasgow on 22nd September through to Milton Keynes on 26th November.

Last show of the day, but certainly not the least, was Rosie Jones, with a preview of her work in progress Edinburgh show, I Can’t Tell What She’s Saying. As she says at the beginning of her show, if you don’t know who she is, she feels sorry for you, because you obviously can’t afford a television. Rosie gives us the lowdown on her life so far, starting off as a seven-year-old pervert – her words, not mine – and taking us through all the benefits of being both gay and disabled. She knows the importance of a perfectly constructed and worded sentence and uses her unique delivery style to accentuate the well-placed pause for maximum comic effect, and it works very well. Supremely confident and effortlessly cheeky, it’s a fun hour that will only improve with more preparation, and that is, of course, what it’s all about. I Can’t Tell What She’s Saying enjoys a week’s worth of WIPs at the Pleasance Courtyard from 11th to 17th August.

A great Weekender completed, thanks to all the comedians and the Comedy Crate maestros who keep the thing moving so well. Recommendations for Edinburgh must be for Thor Stenhaug, Glenn Moore and Hal Cruttenden, and both Charlie Baker and Matt Richardson will be must-sees on tour. In the meantime, there are still a few more Comedy Crate preview shows on sale before Edinburgh starts in a couple of weeks’ time. Snap them up before they sell out!

Review – The Comedy Crate Edinburgh Previews – Josh Pugh and Jessica Fostekew, The Lamplighter, Northampton, 7th July 2025

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It’s exciting that July has come around again so we enter the world of Edinburgh Previews at the Comedy Crate! Monday night saw a terrific full house welcome two comedians getting their comedic ducks in a row so that they can quack with confidence when the time comes.

First up was Jessica Fostekew, whom we haven’t seen for a criminally long time, with a work-in-progress set in preparation for her Edinburgh show, Iconic Breath; an unusual title that stems from the fact that her son hasn’t quite mastered the niceties of the English language yet. Jessica Fostekew cuts an engaging, confiding persona on stage; she starts off trying to work out whether we’re her kind of people – a few subtle assessments confirms we are, to much relief on all sides.

Ms F takes us on an enjoyable amble through her family experiences. Her son is growing up to be King of the Lads, despite her best efforts to encourage his sensitive side; fortunately, he has yet to learn the finer art of swearing and exactly what makes a hand gesture offensive. She gives us some brilliant general observations about family life, such as how marriage is managing always to stand exactly where your other half wants to stand (so true!) And who appreciated the power of a bum to efficiently regulate the administration of a WhatsApp group? There’s also a hilarious impersonation of a ghastly nasal American podcast woman, and an extraordinary account of a security incident at Zurich Airport that very nearly had an untoward consequence.

All the way through, she keeps up a wonderfully wry performance, constantly shifting the pace and tone of her delivery which keeps it very lively and unpredictable. Extremely funny, and almost the finished product which will be great by the time the Edinburgh Fringe starts. Jessica Fostekew’s Iconic Breath will be on at Monkey Barrel Comedy (3) in Blair Street every day from 11th to 24th August.

Headlining the evening was the irrepressible Josh Pugh, who doesn’t have an Edinburgh show this year but is nevertheless honing new material into shape for future use. Josh Pugh loves to take recognisable, simple ideas and twist them so that you look at them from a new direction. As he says, stand-up is an odd profession. You think you’ve got something funny to say but instead of sharing it with your nearest and dearest, or joking with the lads down the pub, you hire a mic and a room and invite a ton of strangers; what could possibly go wrong?

Josh’s new material is rooted in his experience of marriage and having young kids, and the ridiculousness of modern life. He has terrific material about what happens when you have two completely separate friendship groups of people from very different backgrounds and interests, and what happens when they collide; and the usefulness or otherwise of using an airfryer as part of a suicide attempt. But it’s family life that most concerns him at the moment, including how spending the day with a three year old isn’t bonding but boring; how the childbirth was so relaxed that they were able to take in an Amazon delivery at the same time – cue a fantastic wordplay callback moment – and what happened when he couldn’t find the squeezable comb designed to distract his wife’s attention from the pain of childbirth.

An hour in Mr P’s company is a guarantee of constantly new and refreshing material, delivered at a fast and intense pace, extremely funny and, you sense, also extremely honest. And whatever you do, don’t mention Twycross Zoo to him. A great night of comedy, much appreciated by all. And now it’s only a day or two before the Big Comedy Crate Weekender, which will be a hoot – or in fact, ten hoots, as that’s the number of shows we intend to see!

Review – Comedy Crate at the Charles Bradlaugh, Northampton, 8th May 2025

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Thursday saw another bumper package of comedy at the Charles Bradlaugh, Northampton, courtesy of the Comedy Crate, including a last minute change of cast which propelled natural headliner Matt Richardson into the role of MC, and what a brilliant host he was. Perfectly mixing the usual duties of getting to know the crowd with delivering excellent original material, he kept the comedic bar very high throughout the evening.

So not only did we get to meet investment fraud investigator Samantha – who turned Matt’s tax bill material back on him to blistering effect – we also discovered eighteen year old twins Tighe (?) and Felix, who accepted all the teasing that deserved like the well brought-up good sports they clearly are. Matt also told us stories of life in his rural Oxfordshire village, with his pushy GP friend and the posh geezers who hang around the Sainsburys Local. Brilliant and very believable observations of wannabe tough lads who can’t help the fact that they’re called Julian and go skiing twice a year. Fantastic stuff!

Either by gifted booking or hilarious chance, to celebrate VE night we had comics from all over the world. All three acts were new to us, which always makes for an exciting line up. First off was Hubert Mayr, a 39 year old Austrian stuck in a London which he can’t afford – he should come to Northampton, things are much cheaper here. Much of his material is based on how he came to the UK in the first place, and how he is planning to return to Austria soon. He has an engagingly nervous energy which belies his Schwarzeneggar style voice but works very well with his observations as an outsider on life in the UK. Extremely funny material that gently harks back to the war, but with some modern gems too, such as how to deal with noisy neighbours. Very entertaining!

Next up was Blank Peng, from a quiet, rural area of China that only has about 40 million inhabitants. Great attacking delivery with excellent material that compares life in the UK with China and particularly grapples with those elements of her homeland that make the Brits uncomfortable – child labour, TikTok data-harvesting, and nuclear war for starters. Despite a strong accent which I must confess meant I didn’t catch everything she said at first, she has adopted beautiful idiomatic use of the English language which makes her material even more hard-hitting and relatable. Some surprising engagement with the audience too!

Our headliner was Mike Rice from Ireland, who creates an instant rapport with his very matey persona – he’s definitely the kind of performer you can imagine sharing a pint with. On the day that a new (American) Pope was proclaimed, he had some terrific material about what that means for the Catholic Church. Leading his funny stories on to  where angels fear to tread, he had me in hysterics with his vision of Donald Trump being taken from behind in jail by a tiny Mexican, and he has atruly hilarious sequence about a threesome and the special support that his pal was able to lend during the process. Effortlessly funny, and absolutely first class!

As we head into the summer, the Comedy Crate goes into Edinburgh Preparation mode, with many Fringe Previews lined up all over town (and indeed the county), with the highlight being the Comedy Crate Weekender on 12th – 13th July. Not to be missed!

Review – Comedy Crate at the Charles Bradlaugh, Northampton, 13th February 2025

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It was with a buzz of expectation that a merry band of a hundred or more souls settled down for another excellent line up of comedians at the Charles Bradlaugh, all arranged by those nice people at the Comedy Crate. Some new names to us, and some familiar; it was always going to be a great night.

Our host for the evening was the jovial Ross McGrane, whom we’d seen once before as the opening act at a Screaming Blue Murder, almost ten years ago. A naturally funny guy, he’s full of electric enthusiasm and is the perfect MC to get us all in the mood. As well as working his way around the crowd, he also shared some excellent comedy nuggets, such as an exploration of the cost of toys, and the childcare advice of his East Ham granny; I too had an East Ham granny, so can appreciate the veracity of her wisdom. He kept the whole thing going at a tremendous pace and was a classy conduit indeed.

First up, and someone we’ve seen many times before, was the fantastic Steve Day, still coming to terms with the potential for offence at the difference between deaf and Deaf; as a deaf comedian, no one can express that better than him. A terrific communicator, he has great material about having a household with grown up kids, his experience co-hosting a Paralympics event with Boris Johnson (shudder) and I still love his line about moving to beautiful Sutton Coldfield for the views. Bold and inventive, he takes comedy where angels fear to tread, and the audience loved him.

Two comedians shared the second spot, and we started with Harry Pettitt, introduced by Ross as Harry Kane for no discernible reason. A fresh-faced Essex lad who looks like butter wouldn’t melt, he has a confident stage presence and an instant connection with the audience. He gave us some very funny routines about the benefits of spending time with posh people and the joys of travelling. I reckon this young chap is going places. After him, came Matt Adlington, another naturally funny guy, who kept the energy up; continuing the Essex theme of the night, he has a smart delivery and a rather kindly presence. He was surprised to know how well we knew our Magpie material, and has a uniquely splendid reason for sporting a beard.

Our headliner was Jordan Gray, someone whom I’ve been fascinated to see ever since her devilish live TV appearance with Ben Elton. Her delivery style verges on the manic, leaping all over the stage, contorting her legs into unusual positions like a wannabe ballerina on speed. Most of her material stems from her life as a transgender woman, and it’s both incredibly emotional and unabashedly hilarious. What primarily comes through is her honesty; she’s outrageous but she’s truthful, unpredictable but, above all, very, very funny. We loved her witty song about being coeliac – as is Mrs Chrisparkle, so we both felt her pain – and she provided the perfect conclusion to a brilliant night of comedy.

Next Comedy Crate at the Bradlaugh is on 13th March – sadly, we can’t make it, but you should!

Review – Comedy Crate at the Charles Bradlaugh, Northampton, 17th January 2025

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What’s this? Haven’t we already had a Comedy Crate session at the Bradlaugh this month? Yes indeed – but those nice people at the CC kindly arranged a bonus night out in January. The venue was totally packed – if you believe there’s no demand for comedy in January, think again!

Our host for the evening was Russell Arathoon, a jovial cove who reminded me of how a drag artist would host a comedy show if they weren’t in drag – if that makes any sense. Immensely cheeky and saucy, he was quickly pulled up by a group of three ladies for mispronouncing the name of the venue (not to mention the fact that he later said we were in Nottingham). He also had plenty of fun teasing the work outing from the paper and cardboard company and the Take That tribute act in the front row. Sometimes a little near the knuckle, but extremely likeable and animated, so the evening flowed like a dream.

Our first act was the sensational Scott Bennett, who delivers his inventive and original material with deft ease and wonderful confidence. He has such great observations on long-term marriage, what children can do to a car, and why he’s stopped going to the “by hand” car wash. Extremely funny and natural, as well as being very generous with his time which flew by. An expert of his genre.

Unusually, we had two acts for our second segment, both new to us, younger comedians who are obviously developing their craft. First up was Abbie Edwards, who projects a slightly neurotic persona of a young person who’s lead a sheltered past, juggling a Christian upbringing with the sheer joy of discovering sex. Very nicely paced and with good confidence. She was followed by Osman Shibli,who has a strong likeable stage presence and brings entertaining observations on his unusual Pakistani/Qatari/British heritage. Both acts need to firm up on stronger punchlines and nail them more decisively, but, let’s face it, Mr Bennett was always going to be a very tough act to follow. They both acquitted themselves extremely well and can look towards a good future!

Our headliner was Ian Stone, an act who has been around a good while, which makes it even more surprising that we’ve never seen him before. Much of his material is based on the fact that he is Jewish, which he tackles head on, no holds barred, daring to say the things that only he can. Amongst his gems are some great material about his wayward dad, and the secret to forming a credible opinion on any subject. He’s a complete master of his art, and, frankly, I laughed so much that it hurt.

Double portions of Comedy Crate comedy in January! The next gig at the Bradlaugh is on 13th February, with another amazing lineup. Go on, you know it makes sense; at £13 quid a ticket it’s the best value comedy in town.

P. S. No names, no pack drill, but it’s very antisocial to get the vapes out in a comedy club. It’s not big and it’s not clever. If it happens again, there’ll be trouble.

Review – The Comedy Crate, Charles Bradlaugh, Northampton, 9th January 2025

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A great line up for the first Comedy Crate of the year at the Bradlaugh, and despite the nipping and eagerly cold night, a packed house of comedy devotees had an amazing time. Our host for the night was the warm and friendly Paul Revill, no stranger to this stage, who went about his task of getting to know the audience with his usual attack and merriment. He explored the possibilities of Hi-Vis bedroom antics, ascertained the most popular Quality Street amongst the audience, and spent the evening trying to work out in which field reticent third-row Leon was an expert. This was a burning question that was never truly answered, but Mr R kept everything moving and provided a delightful conduit between us and the three comedians sitting at the back.

None of the acts was new to us, so we already knew we were in for a great night. First up was Michelle Shaughnessy, emigrated from Canada three years ago without ever having set foot in the UK before – was it a wise move? She tells us about breaking up with her husband, her subsequent dating experiences and the benefits of sugar daddies, all with a marvellously confiding style, stringing us along with solid comedy material before delivering a hilariously unexpected punchline. Tremendously confident and assured, this is smart and clever comedy of the highest order.

Second up was Gbemi Oladipo, whom we last saw a few months ago in front of a very small audience where he worked his socks off to make an impact. Now, with a bigger, fully engrossed audience, he hit the ground running with some wonderfully daring material which, in the hands of a lesser mortal, could have sunk without trace; but Mr O has quickly become a true master of delivering bold, race-themed comedy, where you never feel uncomfortable because you’re always laughing your heart out. I wasn’t expecting him to touch politics, but his Kemi Badenoch material is fantastic! I also loved how including him on a recruitment panel backfired, the horrors of finding his mother’s sex manual, and why you should only have white male pilots on a plane. Everyone adored him and we can’t wait to see him again.

Our headliner was the inestimable Hal Cruttenden, whom we last saw in Edinburgh where he created a show based on the horrors of his recent divorce. Three years on, and he hasn’t been backward in coming forward going on new dates, which he tells us about with his irrepressible relish. He also reflects on how the world today is most definitely not what it was, which sounds like it would be a downer, but Mr C can make a shopping list funny. Fearing for the future of democracy, he sympathises with any young people in the audience (not that there were many of those!) His insight into why young people of today couldn’t be called up to go to war is brilliant, and one can only admire his self-awareness as to where he falls in the spectrum of a woman’s sequence of lovers, if I can express it that way. He ended his set with a hilarious story of what happened when he performed comedy to a group of young soldiers safely removed from Afghanistan, with all the death and destruction they would have seen. Doesn’t sound like comedy material – but in the hands of an expert like Mr C, it truly is.

A fantastic way to start the comedy year, and there is a bonus Bradlaugh night next Friday, 17th January – can’t wait!

Review – Comedy Crate at the Charles Bradlaugh, Northampton, 12th September 2024

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Good to be back at the Bradlaugh for a sold out show with a top line-up. Our host for the evening was Jason Stampe, a jovial chap who kept things moving smartly and mined some great laughs out of the modestly drinking 24-year-olds and the Amazon Van Man and family in the front row. During the course of the evening we also heard about his experiences as a comedian on cruise ships – having seen many such shows on cruises, my heart went out to him –and his battles for supremacy at home with his son. An MC who has loads of good material as well as interaction with the audience? Jason Stampe’s your man.

Our first act was Paddy Young, who had garnered lots of splendid reviews at this year’s Edinburgh Fringe. Delightfully self-deprecating, Paddy Young delivers his material as though he knows he’s going to go down badly, but that’s far from the truth. He has some very clever ideas about the showers at the gym, the differences between landlords and landladies, and a cheap alternative to heating one’s flat.His opening material about Huel went over the heads of 90% of the audience (ours included) – but when we got it, we got it. His interactions with the crowd were sharp with a slight air of danger, but his overall stage persona is very funny and engaging. He’s clearly going places!

Next up was Chin Wang, born in China, now a Brit, with some beautiful comic observations on the vagaries of the English language, to which she returns regularly throughout her set. She has excellent material on the cultural differences between the two countries, including the desirability to get tanned (or not) and how welcoming the nations are to immigrants (or not). Full of funny and intelligent observations, she went down extremely well with the audience.

Our headliner was Paul Sinha – no stranger to Northampton, and always a welcome return guest. His set was largely an account of his life-story, from before he was born, through training to be a GP, finally getting a boyfriend in his forties, to where he is today. Having battled with a number of health problems over the past few years – all of which play a part in his routine – the Sinhaman was on blistering form with hilarious punchline after punchline, getting brilliant humour out of the darkest of places, and having a good laugh at his own situation in the process. I think it’s fair to say that the audience were ecstatic in their appreciation! A blissful end to a great night.

Unfortunately, we can’t go to the next few Bradlaugh nights – but I trust that you will, because there are some great names ahead!

Review – Edinburgh Previews with the Comedy Crate: Jacob Nussey and Markus Birdman, Cheyne Walk Club, Northampton, 27th July 2024

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With the Edinburgh Fringe just around the corner, there’s just time to squeeze in two more Preview shows – courtesy of those nice people at the Comedy Crate – before half the comedians in the country up sticks and head North of the Border.

Our first act was Jacob Nussey, whom we last saw a year ago as part of a Comedy Crate  night. He’s a gifted comedian, with a wry, authoritative style and a steady, earnest delivery to whom it’s impossible not to warm. He is now shaping up his material about the other places where he has worked – primarily Amazon – into a full Edinburgh show for next year. As a result, this was very much a work in progress set, as he finds a way to link together his ideas into a finished format. It’s an excellent idea, as everyone has some experience of Amazon one way or another, so it’s very relatable and recognisable. Nicely self-deprecating, and full of amusing observations, it’s probably too Early Doors to gauge the show as a whole, but so long as he keeps up those unexpected insights I’m sure he’ll do great.

Our second act was Markus Birdman, a fantastic comedian whom we’ve seen many times before and was, indeed, an early recipient of a Chrisparkle Award back in 2013. Having taken his health problems (two strokes which affected his sight) as the basis of his last Edinburgh show, he’s amplified them and is now concentrating on people’s reactions to his earlier material in his new show, We Are All in the Gutter, but Some of Us Are Looking at the Gutter (the sound you hear is Oscar Wilde turning in his grave) on at the Banshee Labyrinth in Edinburgh from 3rd to 17th August (except for those pesky Tuesdays).

I can’t hide the fact that I am an enormous fan of Mr B and every time he brings a new show out, he confirms that my awe of his comedic abilities is fully justified. Even when he’s checking his exercise book to make sure he’s on track (this is still a Preview/Work in Progress) he has such energy and such spiky turns of phrase that you never know what to expect next. From unexpected admissions of racism (joke) to the concept of straight guys giving other straight guys an orally good time because, why not?, Markus Birdman turns the negativity he received following his last show into a powerfully positive new hour of comedy. Taking some inspiration from his religious upbringing and his family life  – although not necessarily in the way you’d expect – the show is a plethora of brilliant ideas and superbly spun stories that will be an absolute winner when it hits Edinburgh.

That’s it for the Edinburgh Previews – the real thing starts in a few days. If you’re joining the Exodus to Bonnie Scotland, have a great time – and if you’re not, you can always follow the best (hopefully) of the action by keeping an eye on my reviews!

Review – The Comedy Crate Weekender, Edinburgh Previews and Works in Progress, Northampton, 20th and 21st July 2024

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A veritable cornucopia of comedic talent descended on Northampton last weekend to take part in this year’s Comedy Crate Weekender, two days of fun and frolics where comedians who are honing their Edinburgh shows to perfection come and try them out on the willing guinea pigs of Northampton. Three venues, twenty-six (twenty-seven actually, there was one double act) performers, and enough laughter to make even Greyfriars Bobby satisfy his FOMO by leaving his post and sniffing it out. It’s all down to the precision engineering planning and organisation of those nice people at the Comedy Crate, to whom we offer three cheers!

The structure of the weekend means you can make it very much your own adventure. With two or three shows on at the same time, you can create your own comedy recipe for each day. I’d like to be able to say we chose our schedule with meticulous research – that would not, strictly speaking, be true. But this is what we saw – and how we reacted!

Saturday 20 July:

Michael Odewale (The Black Prince)

We’d not seen Michael Odewale before, although I knew the name. He’s a very likeable presence on stage, quite relaxed and confiding, and he started off with some very relatable and recognisable material about his driving instructor being a conspiracy theorist; I think that was especially funny as it’s a completely believable concept! There’s a great reason why he failed his Hill Stop and Start, and he has an excellent way of telling old white ladies and old black ladies apart. His show frequently returns to a central thread about just trying to be a better person. He will be the first to agree that it still needs a lot of weeding and shaping, but once it’s there I’m sure it will be a great hour. His Edinburgh show, Michael Odewale: Of Mike and Men, is on every day at 14:50 from 30 July – 12 August at Monkey Barrel Comedy at The Hive.

Olga Koch (The Charles Bradlaugh)

Olga Koch is another name of whom I had heard Good Things but had not yet seen for myself. Whereas Mr Odewale gently took us through his material, Ms Koch dives straight in, all guns blazing, with a fiery, spirited attacking style full of vigour and kapow. Born in Russia, university-educated in New York City, and for the last ten years a resident of the UK, Olga Koch is clearly a citizen of the world but very much shaped by those unusual Russian/American formative years. She wants us to know that she is rich; she’d like to be able to tell us where the money came from, but much of that is surmise – however, her father apparently was one of six or seven men who basically took control of Russia’s oil industry once the Iron Curtain was down. Nothing illegal, he assures us. Ms Koch has a fast and funny style, hardly pausing for breath as she illustrates her life story with observations on privilege, wealth, and learning from other countries. This is also work-in-progress, but there’s not that much left for her to tweak, and her Edinburgh show Olga Koch Comes From Money is going to go down a storm. It’s on every day from 30 July to 25 August at 17:40 at Monkey Barrel Comedy 3.

Andrew Bird (The Charles Bradlaugh)

Local lad Andrew Bird (what he doesn’t know about Towcester isn’t worth knowing) returns to the County Town with a very polished and hilarious show delivered with his usual cheeky, knowing, down-to-earth style. Its central thread is about the nature of comedy and how and why we appreciate it – including plenty of local variations, which enables him to give us some comedy nuggets about his stage appearances in Belfast, Liverpool, and Birmingham. He’s not afraid to come close to some tricky subjects – race, religion and suchlike, but handles them with such aplomb that it’s impossible to be offended. There are also lots of stories about his nine year old, and life with a Slovakian wife (or is it Slovenian, he can never remember). Full of drive and immensely likeable, he hasn’t got an Edinburgh show coming up, but he will be taking this new material (and hopefully some other, as yet, unwritten stuff) on tour later in the year. Just don’t call him Andy!

Angela Barnes (The Charles Bradlaugh)

Angela Barnes prefaced her show with a warning that, not only was this a Work in Progress, it’s a Work in Progress for a show for 2025! So the fact that there is clearly a long way to go before the comedy material she shared can be neatly dovetailed into a properly structured show, she does at least have plenty of time to achieve it. That said, she is taking her Angela Barnes is Getting Worked Up (WIP) show to Edinburgh this year. A hugely funny and always reliable performer, Ms Barnes gave us some unfamiliar topics of discussion; predominantly, the fact that she suffers from synaesthesia, the condition where your sensory perceptions get muddled up – which of course she uses for comic gain. There are also entertaining anecdotes about performing to a nudist group, and taking part in the TV programme World’s Most Dangerous Roads with Rhod Gilbert. Angela Barnes is a naturally funny person with terrific style and presence, and once this material has been properly “worked up” this will be a brilliant show. Meanwhile, Angela Barnes is Getting Worked Up (WIP) is on every day from 12 to 25 August at Assembly George Square Studios at 18:15.

Maisie Adam (The Charles Bradlaugh)

Of course, we knew who Maisie Adam is – but confession time, we have never seen her perform before, neither live nor on TV. So we had no idea quite what a treat was in store. She is one of those gifted comedians who appears to need to put no effort in whatsoever to deliver you a brilliant hour of comedy, because she makes it look so easy (which we know it certainly isn’t!) A lovely, honest storytelling style leads you to believe absolutely everything she says, which, in this work in progress show, included avoiding turning up to a gig in Halifax wearing a Leeds United strip (a definite no-no, I understand), what happened on her hen night, explaining how she was happily married to a man to a club full of lesbians, and the tactical error she made before going on the TV programme The Wheel. A masterclass in confident, fluid delivery and a bundle of truly hilarious material to enjoy too. Maisie Adam is not preparing for an Edinburgh Fringe show but has a UK tour, Appraisal, starting in September, finishing in November.

Sunday 21 July:

Sophie Duker (The Black Prince)

A fairly last-minute replacement for Darren Harriott who was unwell, Sophie Duker brought her Work in Progress show to the Black Prince; and, although she was using notes, it struck me that the show was a good 90% in place. Ms Duker is new to us, but she has a strong stage persona, a confident delivery and a wonderfully playful use of language. However, the content of her show didn’t appeal to us at all, I’m afraid. It came across as misandrist, describing all men as toxic, saying that they shouldn’t live over the age of 35. I know I’m sure this is not her genuine belief (I think) – and, of course, it is comedy – but it nevertheless alienated the men in our party and Mrs Chrisparkle found her content – the whole notion of delusion or delulu – so uninteresting due to sheer repetition that she decided to have a short nap. I suspect we were completely the wrong demographic for her show. I guess you either love her – or you don’t! Huge kudos to second-row Nick, by the way, who played the role of her missing Daddy superbly. Her show But Daddy I Love Her is on at 19:00 in the Pleasance Courtyard every day from 31 July to 25 August except the 14th.

Brennan Reece (The Black Prince)

We’ve seen Mr Reece a couple of times before and he never fails to impress with his likeable cheekiness and impish sense of humour. The basis of his latest show is that he was signed up to become the new face of CBBC, which is a great gig to get – guaranteed work for a year – but just before he started the job, he was sacked – over an allegedly offensive joke in a tweet (allegedly) – and they wouldn’t tell him what it was. Being Mr Reece he goes all around the houses with a maze of funny observations and tangential sideswipes, and it was a very enjoyable hour of comedy. Very much still a work in progress – and I would say he possibly has to get his skates on to get it ship-shape before Edinburgh opening night. But he has such a winning personality that you sense he could get away with virtually anything on stage – and probably off it too. Brennan Reece: Me Me Me is on every day at PBH’s Free Fringe at the Liquid Room Annexe/Warehouse from 3 to 25 August except the 13th.

John Robertson (The Black Prince)

I had absolutely no idea what to expect from Mr Robertson – and what we got was a whirlwind of anarchy that is possibly unique in the world of comedy. Armed with an electric ukelele (what deranged mentality thought of that?), a razor-sharp brain and a truly inventive attacking style that meant that no one was safe in the room, no matter where you sat, Mr Robertson just spends the whole show riffing off the audience in all kinds of unexpected and unpredictable directions. For about the first five minutes I was thinking oh no this was a terrible mistake, but after you start tuning into his sense of humour you appreciate the high energy 100% hilarious show it is. It’s notable that, for all the danger that he radiates as he careers around the stage and the audience, none of his interaction with the crowd is ever cruel; it’s perfectly pitched. In fact, if you get picked on by Mr R – it helps; I was identified as the rich retired man of the audience and it was quite a flattering role to have been given. He has one particularly silly song – The Kitekat Blues – that genuinely had me in hysterics.  Never come across him before – but Goodness Me what a force of comedy he is! This was a work in progress for his Human Hurricane show in Edinburgh – every day at 20:20 at the Laughing Horse at the Counting House from 1 to 25 August except 9th; he is also performing in his Dark Room show every day from 31 July to 25 August at the Gilded Balloon Patter House at 22:00. They don’t call him The Human Hurricane for nothing.

Steen Raskopoulos (The Black Prince)

Another new name to us, Steen Raskopoulos comes with lots of success in his native Australia, so I was hopeful of a strong performance. He clued us in at the beginning that his shows are not regular comedy stand-up type routines, but a more involved series of sketches, improvisations and other elements of audience participation. And, to be fair, before he started, he established whether there was anyone who didn’t want to be approached to become part of the show – and we all stayed silent, as we wondered what on earth he was going to do to us. His new show, Friendly Stranger, takes as its core thread the kind of thing that most of us would do to help a stranger, if they were in need. And we all pretty much confirmed that, as nice people, on the whole, we’d do what we could. What follows is a complicated sequence of sketches, ideas, and interactions that together form a very clever overall piece. Now, of course, this is a work in progress, and one must always make allowances for that. However, and I’m afraid this is a big however; it just wasn’t very funny. Many of the sketches didn’t land – the punchlines and pay-offs fell short; and the end scene, which is like the physical version of one massive callback, concludes the show in a messy, unravelled and scruffy way. I can’t help but think that in Edinburgh that particular ending is going to be very tricky. I really wanted to like this more because Mr Raskopoulos is clearly the friendliest and most easy-going of chaps, and you’d love to go for a pint with him afterwards; but the show itself left us feeling very shortchanged. Friendly Stranger plays at the Pleasance Courtyard every day at 16:50 from 31 July to 25 August except the 12th.

Amy Gledhill (The Charles Bradlaugh)

The final hour of comedy at this year’s Weekender was spent in the company of Amy Gledhill, a riotously funny lady who doesn’t take herself remotely seriously but also shows a delicate vulnerability beneath the hilarious surface. Her show, Make Me Look Fit on the Poster – brilliant title, by the way – is an all-encompassing look at her life and loves (so far), and the scrapes that she sometimes gets herself into in the pursuit of a man. There is a wonderfully funny sequence about her hapless visit to a Go Ape venue which ends in calamity but has you shaking with laughter. Ms G has a brilliant aptitude for physical comedy, so that when she recounts a scene where she’s dangling from a harness a few feet from the ground, she gently spins around like a giant Christmas bauble, to give the visual effect of what she might have looked like – and it’s so believable! There’s another story where she tells about receiving an automatic massage and how it jolts her in the back – and the physical portrayal of this scene just had me collapsing with laughter. But there’s also a serious side to the show, where she tells of an assault she experienced on a train; downplayed, ridiculous, self-deprecating but very real. Amy Gledhill is hugely likeable on stage and radiates funniness from every pore. And I’m going to insist on butter on my chips in future. Make Me Look Fit on the Poster is on every day at Monkey Barrel Comedy 1 at 18:10 from 13 to 25 August.

And that, gentle reader, sums up our Comedy Crate Weekend! I hope if you were there that this reminds you of some brilliant laughs, and if you weren’t – where were you? You’d better be there next year!

Review – Comedy Crate Edinburgh Previews – Scott Bennett and Sara Barron, The Lamplighter, Northampton, 8th July 2024

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With just a few weeks to go before the Edinburgh Fringe kicks off, Northampton is in full Edinburgh Preview Season with another of the Comedy Crate’s top value and great entertainment gigs giving the chance of a useful preview show to some amazing names in comedy. It’s always fascinating to witness comedy shows being crafted and honed before your very eyes, in preparation for the Big Festival ahead. And Monday’s sold out show (yes, you don’t often see “sold out” and “Monday” in the same sentence) provided two hours of super-impressive comedy as two comedians dotted their I’s and crossed their T’s in the pursuit of perfection.

First up was Sara Barron, who will be taking her show Anything For You to the Monkey Barrel venue on Blair Street, Edinburgh, from 30th July to 25th August (except Mondays). Ms Barron pointed out from the start that she has the main content of the show sorted, plus a few excellent add-ons to be dovetailed in, but as yet the full structure of the show is to be settled on – and also a decent ending. However, given the utter brilliance of the material she delivered in the Preview, I don’t think she’s got much to worry about.

The main premise of the show is that she thinks she’s better than her mother – that sounds a bit big-headed, but then again, her mother also thinks that she was better than her own mother, so it sounds like reasonable evolutionary progress. Sara Barron gives us a hilarious insight into what her mother is really like – and it’s a delightful mix of outrageous caricature and total credibility. En route, you end up feeling sorry for both Ms Barron’s father and husband, as they both come in for more than their fair share of gentle torture from their womenfolk!

Sara Barron has a superb stage presence with brilliantly attacking delivery, and a very funny way of conveying the social differences between Britain and America without ever becoming unsubtle about it. I loved her account of that domestic moment when your husband lets out a pitiful “ouch” from another room; and there’s a lovely sequence concerning how and when she agrees to have sex. Even in its current loose format it’s an incredibly funny hour, and when Ms Barron has the show fully shaped it’s going to be a terrific Edinburgh winner this year.

After the interval, we had an hour in the presence of Scott Bennett, who is bringing his show Blood Sugar Baby to Edinburgh at Just the Tonic at the Mash House on Guthrie Street, Edinburgh, every day from 13th to 25th August. It’s listed on the Edinburgh Fringe site as a Work in Progress, but apart from Mr B using a paper script at this stage, it struck me as being a pretty nigh-on finished product – and a riot of laughter from start to finish.

It doesn’t sound like an obvious starting point for a comedy show – the account of his daughter Olivia’s congenital medical condition, which meant she had very low blood sugar from the tiniest age – and at first you wonder if it’s going to be one of those uncomfortable comedy performances where a comedian uses the audience as therapy by getting it all out of their system. Definitely not so in this case. For one thing, we can start with a happy ending as Olivia is alive and well and being a dreadful troublesome teenager that fulfils her current job description; but also the several intervening years have clearly put distance between Mr B and the horror of the baby’s earliest months which provides us all with safety and reassurance.

The show takes us, steadily and factually, through the complete procedure of identifying that something was wrong with their baby, finding out what it was, how it could be put right, and the treatment she received. Scott Bennett delivers his material in a very structured, logical, almost episodical sequence; and the benefit of this is that every episode receives a comedy side commentary which explodes the seriousness of the situation with the humour of everyday life and brilliant observations. He peppers his routine with hilarious self-deprecations and cunning callbacks. Towards the end of his hour I actually found that I had exhausted myself with too much laughter – that’s got to be a good sign.

Two Edinburgh productions that will have a great time at the Fringe. And it’s not long now until the Comedy Crate Weekender with 26 acts available over two days! Can’t wait!