We arrived 10 minutes after the doors opened, a good hour before the show was due to start, to find all the seats taken. We did however manage to get a spot against a wall on one side with a reasonable view.
Simon Brodkin was on first as the chav Lee Nelson. It's a joke which to be honest I think has had it's day. Oh Chav's are sooo funny. They wear caps, and burberry, and have kids when their teenagers etc etc etc. Hilarious. That and the fact it wears a little thin after the first 5 minutes. There was the occasional good dealing of heckles and interaction with the audience, which made me think Brodkin might still turn out to be a good comedian. He just needs to come up with a new character.
Simon Munnery was on good form. Last time I saw him was at Edinburgh at Late 'n' Live. Pissed, with his arm in plaster, he wasn't exactly coherent and he died somewhat on stage.
Tonight he showed that he is the genius we all know he is, though his set was sprinkled with all the old favourites. Like when he came second in a school poetry competition and won a box of paints. "It sends out an interesting message to a child. Well done but give up."
Lastly, the reason we were all there. Noel Fielding. One half of the Boosh. Mad as a hatter. He did several routines I've seen before like the one about a fly buzzing around, and if you're writing a novel and your disturbed easily by a fly, then maybe you don't have a novel in you.
The room was roasting, holding 120 people, instead of the normal 60 or so. Getting to the bar was a struggle even though we weren't more than a couple of metres from it, that's how packed it was. Noel made a few references to Martin, the guy who manages the night, and his over packing the room. Stuff like, Martin I've finished my drink, you might be able to squeeze another couple of people in the glass.
The fact the stage was shrunk to the size of a postage stamp, so that more people could be crammed in, meant that Noel's usual madcap moving about couldn't really happen. Which is a shame, but on a positive note meant I got some clearer pictures than I did at Edinburgh, where they came out all blurry.
I've read that the show we saw was better than the night befores, which had loud hecklers throughout. A few people seem to have gone to both shows. At a tenner a go we couldn't really afford to do that.
One fan at the front had handcrafted a very strange Noel teddy bear, complete with jacket and mullety hair, that spent most of the night propped up on the mic stand next to Noel.
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