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January 3, 2010 by Such Small Portions
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Ditrty Love, Moonfish Rhumba, Ronnie Rigsby, Holly Falconer
Us Brits aren’t known for getting ‘sexy’ right. D Day, baked beans and queuing, yes… but sauciness? Rarely. Combine comedy with Britishness and you get some kind of bawdy Alan Partridge hybrid at best.
Or so this cynic thought. Moonfish Rhumba Presents… Dirty Love, hosted by the very British – nay Victorian - Dan Lees and Guy Combes, is it fact a feast of naughtiness. Their website describes the gig as a “special night”… “of the outrageous, sexy, hilarious and bizarre”.
Mostly, it reminded me that one thing we islanders excel at is mocking our baser functions.
Take Vicky Stone, who reworks Disney songs into such dainty ditties as “Beauty and her yeast”, or ‘Doctor’ George Ryegold, who sings about lovely things like gynaecology or rape – yes about rape, somehow managing not to cause any wincing from onlookers.
Dan and Guys’ closing number about how in an ideal world they would be ‘lesbians together’ also managed to navigate the tricky ground between hilarious and crass.
Before this reviewer starts to sound like some kind of post-modern Mary Whitehouse, the star of the night: Ronnie Rigsby – ex-children’s entertainer, should be touched upon.
This old Tommy Cooper renegade appeared on stage with a Tesco carrier bag, stuffed with pop up books and puppets of God and the Devil from his kid birthday party days.
He told me he was undressing me with his eyes, that as a reviewer I should be burned alive, and that I probably worked for the Bitch Gazette. He was bloody marvellous.
Other highlights included Ryegold’s ideas on how to use an obese man’s skin after a gastric band had been fitted (trampoline anyone?), Vicky Stone’s parody of the Claims Direct commercial, and Eric Lampeart’s slightly over-keen but good opening set.
And of course our hosts – mad, sexually frustrated, and with more chemistry than cheese and pickle.
Their act is unpolished on occasion, but you’ll be laughing so hard you just won’t notice.
To find out about future Moonfish Rhumba gigs…
Holly Falconer
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