Tonight I was in the Maze in Nottingham for the Funhouse Gong Show. This is a pleasant contest in a rock pub and there was a decent sized audience there to see it. Originally the glow sticks were hard to see in the dark, but Spiky Mike wisely swapped these for the easier to see cards during the first intermission. Mike had a fun night compering, with a repeat slip of the tongue when he encouraged the audience to put their hands in the air, rather than in the clapping position.
Our opening act was Oscar Reed, who when I had seen him in Sheffield, had given a good performance. Tonight he had rejigged his set and whilst his opening routine isn’t there yet, the rest of his set holds promise. His material about being a philosopher was great and it felt like he reached a higher gear with this section. Unfortunately he was gonged off before he had a real chance to shine.
Next was Alex Black whom I’ve seen three times in the last year or so and it is pleasing to say that he has made a visible improvement in that time. His strongest material is about children, but it was nice to see some local material utilised, which gave his performance a more bespoke and personal to this gig feel than many. Ghandhi was interestingly, but requires more before it becomes stage ready. In contrast to when I saw him last, Black achieved better pacing with the minute allowed for the final, but hasn’t quite got a killer punch for that bit. Black’s delivery was good, but he did have an unfortunate habit of commenting about the occasions when a joke didn’t quite land, which I thought put him in danger of persuading the audience that he was doing badly when he wasn’t.
Salim Sidat, our first one-liner comic of the night was next. I have mixed feelings about him, as some of his gags were good, such as a play on his resemblance to Keith Vaz and an Escort. However, he used a joke about a camel with four humps being a Saudi Quattro, which is all over the internet. A few of his gags had a familiar ring to them and I’d much rather comedians ensure that all of their set is written by them.
Closing the first section was Yorkshireman Chris Stiles, an act whom I don’t see gigging as often as I’d like. I enjoyed the Barnsley pilot and the subsequent routine about posh plumbers, but he was a surprise early gonging. Stiles hadn’t done anything to alienate the audience and looked to be building up nicely when he was voted off out of the blue.
Orrion Kalidowski has a strong West Country accent that made it hard for me to understand what he was saying at first. He looked confident on stage as he opened by talking about his name, but although he made the final, I was surprised at this as the gaps were too long between him saying anything funny. This was a set with a lot of talking, but not a lot in the way of punchlines
Amazon King-Jackson was the standout act of the night. This was a performance that combined an engaging delivery, material that held together well and some good writing. The choice of priest for one reveal was nicely novel and King-Jackson was on the verge of an applause break for the affordable holiday. During the minute allocated for the final she went with some dark material that could have split the room and risked losing the goodwill of the audience, but fortunately her earlier sterling work won through. This was an impressive performance and I’d like to see more of her.
Dave Luck, on his second gig, had a very good night delivering one-liners. He rushed his first one, not leaving enough of a gap for the period reveal to land with full force. However, after this, things went more his way, although at first he didn’t have much linking his gags. Towards the end, though, he had a string of linked gags and built up a lot of momentum with these. There was a great time delay on sales/sails, as half of the room thought it out before laughing. The quality of the gags was a tad variable, but for a second gig this was extremely encouraging performance. Sales/sails, bag for life and counterproductive were all excellent.
Anthony Burgess promised more than he delivered. He looked plausible and seemed confident, but was an early gonging. He began with a you are what you eat gag, but this was one that the self-appointed workplace funny man would say rather than being anything no one had heard before. This was followed by a premise stretched too far and off he went.
The final act of the middle section was the up and coming Ben Shannon, who was along with Jay, the only act who didn’t really need a microphone. I like Shannon, as he has a real joy of being alive and he brightens up gigs. His material is quirky, but it stays on the funny side of this and remains accessible. The ham based routine was enjoyable and I was expecting him to go through to the final. However, Shannon misjudged his timing and finished his material 30 seconds or so before his time and left in limbo without enough time to jump into a routine and he went with a couple of shorts which the room didn’t go for and so was a late gonging.
Sue la Rue (with Peter Ningita on guitar) opened the final section. Musical acts don’t often do well in gongs, but la Rue bucked this trend by making it through to the final. She began by singing a song about vaginas before doing another about vaginas and then carrying on with a third vaginal song and then during the final treated the audience to another vagina song. Although the line about weetabix was good, this was most definitely a performance that the room enjoyed more than I did. I’m not a fan of musical acts, but an act that sings just about vaginas for 5 minutes plus another 60 seconds in the final is much more than I’d like on a comedy night. It wasn’t so much crass or anything, it just got very samey quickly and it made la Rue seem more like a novelty act that a comedian.
Matt West had a topsy-turvy night. He began weakly by talking about nerves (from a new act this bit didn’t inspire confidence, even when it is put on), although in fairness this did lead into some darker and much funnier material. West then got into a bit of a rut with a joke about the beach. In context, I can understand repeating the joke in full, although he could have got away with just the first line second time round, as it was quite a time eater, but to repeat it in full a third time was certainly overkill. West then made the fatal mistake of turning his back on the audience whilst delivering some material and this broke the connect with them just as a vote came up and off he went.
Bambam Shaikh closed the night in style. Bambam is a quality character act who delivers an intelligently structured set with something in it for pretty much everyone. As is to be expected this was a strong performance by Jay and it was a joy to see him again.