Lorna Jones reviews 3-time Canadian Comedy Award nominee Graham Clark’s long awaited performance at East London’s Comedy Cafe on the 28th July 2012.
The Comedy Café served up another corker last Friday in the form of yeti like Stand Up, Graham Clark. Battling a tough, attention seeking front row, Clark seared through their drunken banter with Olympian dexterity. “What is your name enchantress”? he asked of a slobbering, rose drinking heckler.
Drawing a comparison between the varied crowd and the Breakfast Club, Clark took those willing on an intricate journey through his left-field world. Clothed in a tight fitting denim jump suit, he talked of the general respect lorded on him from the homeless community. His distinct underdog theme gaining momentum through a series of closely observed and hilarious anecdotes.
Even when the Canadian turned his glare on our fair aisle, the audience, now won, lapped up the gags. There were tales of ancient bras washing up on northern beaches and how even Blackpool itself “is like, let’s call it a day”. An interlinking theme of ‘booing children’ was heartily received, as was his decision to turn vegetarian for a girlfriend, “I like vagina just a little bit more than bacon. It’s close. It’s a photo finish”.
He came, he saw, he conquered. And while the night of an Olympic Opening Ceremony is a tough one to rival, Clark succeeded in his own ceremony of off beat, fresh and entertaining comedy. And once the drunken hecklers had been redirected to the zoo, the night was on top form. It is only a shame he doesn’t grace our shores more often.