Greg Fleet – Secret American
Venue: the swiss club
The empty seat next to me was the only empty seat in the entire room, which is pretty good for a Tuesday night! I was unable to convince anyone at all to come with me, not anyone. I am such a loser and I have a constant struggle with these kinds of feelings. The only thing that helps sometimes is if I make little cuts on my arms late at night. So I sat, self consciously, next to the empty seat, willing the little rodent at the helm to dim the lights.
Greg Fleet is a funny guy. Would have been terribly awkward if he wasn't. I’m sure the audience would have gotten used to it eventually but I can only assume that most people had come to listen to some stand-up comedy so its possible that the audience members may have ‘gotten the ‘ump’ if Fleety pounced onto the stage and started reciting the blood types of medieval princesses alphabetically.
As far as stand-ups go this guy is great! While the theme of the show, ‘Secret American’ is only loosely covered, it does serve as a structure binding together Fleet’s many stories. The show is essentially Fleet recounting stories from his life and as he is a great story teller and snappy dresser it makes for a thoroughly entertaining night.
I wouldn't hesitate in recommending that you hold onto the pre-show chardonnay that will no doubt by this time be throbbing in your bladder and perhaps even dribbling a little into your underwear and stay for the pun-ridden character based finale as it is a definite highlight. Australian stand-up at its best.
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