First sketch show of the festival was decided on a whim again, basically because the person advertising it was polite, so off I went to see So On and So Forth. Flyerers and promoters take note, if you are really polite and look genuinely interested in your show, the likelihood of me coming to see it increases endlessly. I’ve not seen that much sketch comedy before but I know it can be quite hit and miss, thankfully I really ended the style of So On and So Forth, and particularly liked the thread of having lost a member, and the implications of that. They also had a joke about Dyson Airblades therefore they are winners in life - even if no-one else in the room seemed to find this as hilarious as me (podcast links will always provide added entertainment).
Mark Olver - Portriait of a Serial Killer. I have come to the conclusion that I bloody love Mark Olver. The show was part stand up, part theatre, the two didn’t always stay seperate mind. I’m pretty sure the madness of the festival was starting to have an effect on Mark haha. The use of the TV screens was cool too. This show also included actual violence, plus I’m not a fan of clowns. Free posters are cool too.
Before going to Edinburgh I’d been really enjoying Show Me The Funny on ITV, I couldn’t get to see my favourite Patrick Monahan because of clashes but just before heading to the festival found out that Stuart Goldsmith was also going to be up there. Before I even got in the show strange stuff started to happen. A frenchamn accosted me in the queue, asking me how my fringe show was going, this whole situation was genuinely perplexing, as no matter how much I denied it he definitely thought I was a comedian. So a plea: if you were impersonating me at this year’s fringe please do let me know; the man had very much enjoyed your show. Anyways, to Stuart’s show; it was a nice feel good hour of comedy. There wasn’t anything too outrageous but the material about his godson was really lovely. I did come away with a odd feeling though becuase Stuart directed the section about how he was going to be a pushy parent, followed by the list of things the child would do directly at me, I felt like I should go and take up the flute or something.
Then I dashed over to see Alex Horne: Seven Years In The Bathroom. The show following the average human life, has the potential to have its dull moments. However the level of the audience participation really made this show. The timing of it too was brilliant, it was very reminiscent of Dave Gorman.
It was time once again to dash back to Pleasance Courtyard to see Torchwood’s Tom Price. I find it really hard to describe this show, there were some brilliant moments such as how you wear you shirt changing who you are, and his embarrasment about the whole Billie Piper thing. The revelation towards the end of the show was really shocking but brilliant. I would definitely see him again.
The day was rounded off by Late N Live. Now I’m pretty sure I had set my expectations of Late N Live a little bit tooo high, this was mainly due to the audience I think though. The highlight of the compere was when he announced that he was married to a clown, apparently though no-one else in the room had seen Mark Olver’s show to understand the hilarity of this. I genuinely can’t remember that much of Andrew Bird’s set becuase it was hijacked by thedrunk man who seemingly was only there to steal his shirt and grab him, Andrew did really well in coping with that mind. Next was Jimmy McGhie who I was seeing later on in the week anyways. His set was decent, the range of accents he did were really good, and later in the week at his show I met the guy who decided to chuck water over which was a bit odd. I was really glad that Elis James was on the line up because clashes again meant that I couldn’t see his full show. It was a good set, and he actually got some decent amounts of material out, I would quite like to see his full show next year.
On the way back to the hostel also happened across Rich Hall getting a taxi, I’ve come to accept these things just happen at 4 in the morning in Edinburgh now.