Susan Morrison: Swearing, Shit and Shagging - Scotland's Filthy History, Stand 4, Edinburgh Festival Fringe

 Morrison is well known on the Edinburgh, and Scotland, comedy scene, but also as writer and broadcaster. More importantly for this show, she's also an enthusiastic historian, often focusing on the seedier aspects of society. So this is a show that's not only entertaining, but informative.

She takes us through Scotland's massive contribution, real and apocryphal, to the worlds of swearing sex and bodily functions, complete with on-screen illustrations, at a rapid pace. And she answers the big questions like how did women manage to have a shit whilst wearing a crinoline, and what sort of activities did Edinburgh's 'gentlemen' get up to when left to their own devices? There's even a bit of audience participation to illustrate the former...

Fast, filthy and funny. And excellent.

Tomatoes Tried to Kill M, but Banjos Saved My Life, Summerhall, Edinburgh Festival Fringe

Can a show ever live up to such an eye-catching title? Keith Alessi is from an Italian American family,so tomatoes played a bit part in his family life. He was also, from a young age, a fan of bluegrass music, especially the sound of the banjo. But an early attempt to play the instrument soon ended in failure. He want on to have a successful career in business, which came to a halt with a sudden illness (in part doe to all those tomatoes...) that would change his life completely, and revive that banjo playing desire.

It's an interesting story, which he tells well, interspersed by his now-competent banjo playing and a hilarious moment of puppetry. And there's a moral to the tale too, as he discovered the concept of 'enough', an important step in life. But. There's a self-satisfied air about his delivery that can grate at times. It's enjoyable, interesting, and there's some great music playing a times, but there was always that 'but'...

The Kingmaker, Pleasance, Edinburgh Festival Fringe

Advertised as a Work in Progress, and the unfinished nature of the piece was strongly emphasised by the performer ('Mouse') before she began. This will end up being a much longer performance when completed, so this was only the first half. Despite which...

This is a fascinating hour and only left me wanting more. Mouse is a charismatic performer and is sure to be engaging once the show has some polish applied. It's her tale of joining, belonging to, and eventually leaving, a religious cult in the US. That fascination comes from her explanation of how ordinary people can be attracted into these movements, and then persuaded to stay. She went willingly, stayed willingly, and... well, sadly, it's how she left that is the big missing element. And one of several reasons why I sincerely hope that The Kingmaker, in it's completed form, is back for Fringe '27.  

Churchill's Urinal, EICC, Edinburgh Festival Fringe

Rosie Holt has built up a huge online following in recent years with her sharp parody videos of a Tory MP character.  Good satire walks hands in hand wirth reality and perhaps her biggest tribute is from the huge number of people fooled into thinking she was the real thing.

This play takes that original format, and twists the character into a Labour MP who becomes the first female Chancellor of the Exchequer (with apologies to Rachel Reeves!), and picks up on a real life fact and plays with the idea that it could turn into a viral incident.  In the Chancellor's en suite is urinal, a symbol of the patriarchy she'd prefer to do without.  But there's a problem. Churchill used to piss there so would it be an insult to national hero if it were to be removed?

The story is leaked, an interview ends badly, and immediately the media turns on her, along with the full propaganda force of the far right's social media, whipping up a frenzy of fake 'patriotism'. A Chancellor under siege. And a talking urinal, as the old war leader speaks from both grave and porcelain, along with a few other voices. Is there a strategy to turn things around?

The basic premise is sound enough, but this isn't sharp satire I had hoped for. Although sprinkled with contemporary references, there's an old fashioned feel to the script, descending into farce at times. Some of the humour seems laboured (pun intended), it's rarely hilarious.

It's certainly not all bad though. There's an effective attack on the hagiographical mythologising of WC, who truly was a racist alcoholic, and an effective demonstration of the power of social media to blow everything out of perspective. Plus a few decent jokes, especially the one about Fabricant. Holt's performance is energetic, and engages with her audience, but tends towards the chaotic at times. There's excellent support from Michael Lambourne as the vocal urinal and other voices.

Maybe it was the expectation of something akin to her viral hits that left me feeling disappointed, but I was left with the impression that a solid ten to fifteen minute sketch had been stretched a bit too far...                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     

Le Vent du Nord, Queens Hall, Edinburgh Festival Fringe

More of the same, thank you very much! We saw LVdN in January (yes we love them that much!) and this was, I'm happy to report, more of the same. The same energy, musicianship, high quality vocal harmonies, and pleasure in each other's company. While most of the numbers are foot tapping and spirit rousing, they can also provide moments of musical beauty, times to pause and take stock. And their intros combine information with humour.

A distillation of the sights and sounds of pure joy.

Cathy, Traverse, Edinburgh Festival Fringe

Tommy is dead. He was husband, father and grandfather. But he was also the family peacemaker, and with his influence gone they are free to fracture apart, driven by grief. Cathy misses her man and takes it out on those around her. The daughter she's never really liked. The granddaughter heading for single motherhood. And her well meaning but ineffectual son in law. She's no time for vague concepts like 'trauma', or sharing . She's too busy correcting people.

It takes happenstance, and connection from an unexpected place, to change direction, to begin healing. Realising that sharing grief is beneficial, and the empathy to see how other people suffer as much as oneself. In this sense Cathy has a fairly predictable redemptive story arc, with a cosy ending. But it's a bittersweet ride to get there. And very, very funny. There are sharp lines, digs at sectarianism, generation gaps and a suitably traumatic event to bring people together.

At the centre of it all is Elaine C Smith's Cathy, sharp edged and brittle, with a soft centre, and a wonderful comic performance, backed up by a strong cast. If you don't expect anything revelatory this is a laugh out loud hour with some uplifting emotional moments. You come out feeling better about yourself, and that's always nice, isn't it?

Big Bite-Size Breakfast Menu One, Pleasance Two, Edinburgh Festival Fringe

DYING STARS

Two people in a field in the dark.  He's trying to find a supernova in the telescope.  She's brought the hobnobs.  Two friends interested in astonomy.  Or is one of them for another reason?  Some men can be a bit slow to catch on.  Vary funny.

BORE

A girl sits reading in a pub.  She sees a couple come in and sit near her, and it seems that not all is well between them.  But their conversation is interrupted by an unwanted visitor.  Can Greg get rid of him and save the situation?  Or is he too boring?  A laugh out loud look at social awkwardness.  And the bookreader gets the punchline...  

HERE SHE COMES

It's almost time for the bride to go down the aisle, so it's natural that she's nervous.  Her brother and stepfather both help and hinder, and the wedding adviser keeps butting in.  There are laughs, but sadness too.  A bittersweet little drama.

STARDUST

 A woman calling roadside asssistance finds the AI chatbot to be a bit oversensitive, and unwilling to provide the help she needs.  A humourous comment on the way AI is taking over so many aspects of life. 

NARRATIVELY SPEAKING

What would we sound like if we spoke like caharcters in a novel, complete with thoughts and asides and descriptions?   Could we handle that level of honesty?  Three women find their speech conventions challenged when one of them decides to revolt.  A comedy that plays on the boudaries between life and fiction.

And that's another look at the Bite-SizeBreakfasts for another Fringe.  Some new faces in the cast, and plenty of exceelent writing.  Lots of laughs, and some subjects to ponder.  It remains a must see for us, and one of the most reliably entertaining shows.  If you only have time to see one of thier shows this year, I'd recommend Menu 1.

See you next year guys!