April 2008 Review
The sell-out audience in the Red Lion Hotel last Thursday enjoyed another great
evenings stand-up comedy. News of the high quality entertainment on offer had
obviously spread since the last show, and regulars were joined by parties from
several of Basingstokes large companies.
Phil Dinsdale, an ex-steel worker, opened the show, drawing on his upbringing in
the North East and his rugby background to engage the audience with well-judged
observational humour. His first appearance in Basingstoke will probably be best
remembered for his opinions on Gillian McKeith.
Nessie Flange has clearly been neither a steel-worker nor a rugby player. Jan
Jack uses her alter ego to deliver risqué material in the persona of a sweet old
lady, often in verse form. She showed her strength, however, in despatching a
member of the audience interrupting her set; as Nessie might say, an unfortunate
case of premature ejaculation.
Another new face was Michael Mooney, a young man returning to the comedy circuit
after a break. Physically imposing, he presented a cleverly written set. It will
be interesting to see how his work develops.
By now the room was crackling with the kind of energy you find when the audience
and performers are enjoying each other’s company.
The atmosphere was right, then, for Steve Jameson to close the evening as Sol
Bernstein, Britain’s oldest Jewish comedian. This character was developed
several years ago, and is a perfect vehicle for outrageously
funny observations about race and religion and sex. It was a virtuoso
performance. Long may he continue to be 84 and on first name terms with the
Hollywood greats.
Danny Dawes closed the evening, drawing on the contributions from the audience
who had helped to make the evening so enjoyable – especially Herbie and the
Fujitsu employees who felt it necessary to disclose they weren’t Japanese.
John Shaw
The sell-out audience in the Red Lion Hotel last Thursday enjoyed another great
evenings stand-up comedy. News of the high quality entertainment on offer had
obviously spread since the last show, and regulars were joined by parties from
several of Basingstokes large companies.
Phil Dinsdale, an ex-steel worker, opened the show, drawing on his upbringing in
the North East and his rugby background to engage the audience with well-judged
observational humour. His first appearance in Basingstoke will probably be best
remembered for his opinions on Gillian McKeith.
Nessie Flange has clearly been neither a steel-worker nor a rugby player. Jan
Jack uses her alter ego to deliver risqué material in the persona of a sweet old
lady, often in verse form. She showed her strength, however, in despatching a
member of the audience interrupting her set; as Nessie might say, an unfortunate
case of premature ejaculation.
Another new face was Michael Mooney, a young man returning to the comedy circuit
after a break. Physically imposing, he presented a cleverly written set. It will
be interesting to see how his work develops.
By now the room was crackling with the kind of energy you find when the audience
and performers are enjoying each other’s company.
The atmosphere was right, then, for Steve Jameson to close the evening as Sol
Bernstein, Britain’s oldest Jewish comedian. This character was developed
several years ago, and is a perfect vehicle for outrageously
funny observations about race and religion and sex. It was a virtuoso
performance. Long may he continue to be 84 and on first name terms with the
Hollywood greats.
Danny Dawes closed the evening, drawing on the contributions from the audience
who had helped to make the evening so enjoyable – especially Herbie and the
Fujitsu employees who felt it necessary to disclose they weren’t Japanese.
John Shaw
