Well that's one of the biggies ticked off my bucket list. The Edinburgh Fringe, finally. How's it taken thirty something years to get that one off the list? How comes that's after Rio Carnival and New Orleans Mardi Gras? It doesn't make sense. I've got mates that go regularly. Mates that have performed there. It's on this island.
Anyway. Done now. Let's move on.
I had been to Edinburgh before, but hadn't seen much of it. My only real memory of it was that it smelt of corned beef (it still does); so I interspersed my fringing with a soupçon of exploration. Now, whilst I'm new to this Fringe malarkey something that I do know is that it doesn't need any more reviews, there's so many that it distorts everything and you have no idea whether or not something is good. I'm going to try not to present any opinions and merely (selfindulgently) give you a rundown of my diary, so you can recreate it in the comfort of your own home using Youtube, irnbru, a treadmeal, a deep-fried pizza, and maybe a tramp urinating in front of you whilst you sunbathe, if you happen to have one.
Wednesday:
Limbo Sketch Comedy: Fisting for Biscuits
The Men Who Stare at Jokes
Thursday:
Barry at Arthur's Seat
We've Become Mango
Blam! - someone jumped an office chair over a table, did not know that that was possible.
I'm Sorry I Haven't Haiku - the western world's first haiku based panel show
Rubberbandits
Friday:
Candyfloss and Barbed Wire
Mitch Benn
David Mills
Sophia Blackwell - who, for the record, was amazing
Beard Envy - who very much weren't
Scroobius Pip
Bo Burnham
Saturday:
Short and Swede
[insert weeing tramp here, ideally on the roof of a shopping mall accompanied by a pooing dog]
Ross vs Violich
John Kearns - this was a free show - I'm guessing it won't be free next year. Well zeitgeist.
Andrew Maxwell
The Boy With Tape on His Face
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