Last night I was at Bluey’s, the only Australian steakhouse in Alfreton for the FaF Promotions comedy night. This is a gem of a gig that proves that good comedy can be found in places that one wouldn’t necessarily expect it from a first impression. Rich, who formed the front row by being sat on his own, is a man who stands out. He has green hair and looks as alternative as they come. Luckily he’s good natured and has a sense of humour, because last night he became the foil used by most of the comedians, not least our MC, Ben Briggs.
Ben Briggs (MC)
Briggs has performed at Bluey’s before and I shouldn’t be surprised if he was re-booked by popular demand. He came to the stage with a swagger and immediately took charge of the room by making a provocative reference to sheep as we were in Derbyshire and then soon after commenting on the unlikely way the audience pronounced the name of the town. I was very happy to see Briggs had a good memory for faces and was able to recognise people he had spoken to the last time he was there – it means a lot to people when they are remembered. Rich, sat on the front, proved to be a great gift to Briggs, who cheerfully took the P out of his job, his looks and his love of Celtic Folk Punk. He could have tapped out at that and not spoken about Easter eggs, as the room was ready for the first act, but perhaps feeling how strongly the room was with him, Briggs gave them an extra five minutes. This was an overrun that wasn’t really necessary, but the audience were loving everything he did and it didn’t unbalance the night. Briggs built up no end of momentum. His room work was great and there was a huge sense that he could have done or said anything and make it funny. Against this, Briggs was a bit overly sweary, using ‘fuck’ almost like other people use commas and he could perhaps have cut out a few and kept the same force of delivery. This was massively enjoyable compering from an act who was pretty much a force of nature. His room work reminded me of Ian Cognito and that is no mean compliment.
Carranza opened speaking fast and giving a buoyant high energy performance. He was very animated with his hands, arms and body, which gave added life to what was a strong delivery. A lot of his material concerned race, but this was complimented by a very nice section about his partner’s nut allergy, which gave his set a nicely balanced feel. He took a bit of a gamble with a section on Australian racism, which given it was being performed in an Aussie bar, may have been taken badly, but this paid off nicely. I enjoyed the comment about a nanny, as this was wonderfully timely and very much of the social media zeitgeist. This was a very good set and Carranza had a sharpness that I’d not seen before.
McGuire was a confident presence and he carried on the good work from Carranza, earning a couple of applause breaks. I appreciated how McGuire would change the pace of his jokes, with some having long set ups and some very short and this ensured that the audience were never sure when to expect the reveal. Despite, or perhaps because of, the long set up JFK went down a treat. My personal favourite though, was the caught penis. This was a well delivered set from an act who certainly knows how to work a room.
Shooter made a great start with a callback to Celtic Folk Punk as having actually seen Ferocious Dog, as mentioned by Rich on the front row. This was followed up by some very nice room work with comments about how he’d only come for the free tea. Jared was a lot stronger in ad-libbing and finding comedy on the hoof than when I had seen him before and he has made a big leap forwards in his ability to make up comedy as he goes along. It was lucky that he went with a fair bit of room work, as it was six months ago that he last played Bluey’s and this helped to keep his set fresh. Despite speaking a little bit too quickly at times, he was a charismatic presence and gave everyone a good time.
Burnley opened with a reference to Celtic Folk Punk, which was something of a very enjoyable running joke for the night. From here he went on to deliver a set that was adroit. There was a lot to like in this set, but there were also a few things that I wasn’t so keen on, but they were all quite minor. On the plus side, this was a well written set that was a lot of fun and contained some great lines, such as no score draw and the callbacks to winning an argument were very much appreciated. On the downside, and this isn’t something unique to Burnley, ‘tell you a bit about myself’ and miming kicking a ball when a joke lands are a bit overused. The ending was a trifle anti-climatic after the build up and this was a missed opportunity to finish what had been a highly congenial set on a high.
Keith Carter as Nige
This performance was a true highlight to what had been a great night. Carter plays Nige very well, pitching the character at the right level to carry conviction, but without making people nervous by the aggressive changes in voice or his mannerisms. This was a set that mixed room work and material in a way that not only kept everyone alert, but which also made the time fly by. The way that Nige interacted with the audience was fantastic and there was plenty of evidence of lightning fast thinking. When he reached the guitar solo of a song, telling Rich on the front row that he had time to go and get a beer (and he did actually tootle to the bar and back) was genius. The material was very strong and varied, with plenty of nuance to it. This was a performance that worked on a lot of levels and was simply excellent. I wasn’t in the least surprised when he was requested to do an encore.