Theatre Severn, Shrewsbury
Ross Noble live is a different proposition from his TV appearances. Live his wild, surreal, tangential flights of fancy are given free rein, with absolutely hilarious results. On a stage full of inflatable lightbulbs Ross gives us, amongst other things, the building of a barrel organ for use in “sado-mechanism” (complete with toy monkey banging cymbals); wearing glass trilbys during sex; an Eagles tribute act for pensioners; new catchphrase “strap yourself in bitches, its time for some Swiss fun!”; popular Swiss names; how to cook a weasel; the problem of finding pre-gig food in Shrewsbury and why are sandwiches now served on planks. Belly laughs straight from the off, this was one of the funniest gigs I have seen. I’m not sure how much was “scripted” (I’m sure he has fall-back gags), but it all seemed off-the-cuff and he had the whole place rocking with laughter. A brilliant comedian at the height of his powers.
A mixed bag of studenty types and middle class white people. But then it was Shrewsbury.
It made me think..
That laughter is the best medicine. After a shockingly depressing year or so, given the “state of things”, this really cheered me up. I’ll definitely be going to see him again.