Luke Toulson: Laid-Back Grouch
Alan Hindle | Tuesday 30 August, 2011 11:47
Like so many comics I’m seeing at the Camden Fringe, Luke Toulson is much funnier interacting with the audience than delivering set material, and when things go wrong he has gear up to salvage the show. Wisely, then, Toulson has made a show with very little material, a whole lot of chatting with the audience, and plenty of opportunities to fuck up. Or, perhaps I lucked out on the night, as there can’t be that many audiences out there containing people whose job description is “Thai Ping Pong Dancer,” or “Tasmanian Illegal Gaming Site So I Can’t Tell You Who There Are Or They Will Have To Kill Us All.” The show was sold out the night before, and doing the barest minimum of research I found Toulson is a regular at the Edinburgh Fringe and won some awards for stuff, so chances are it will be full tonight as well. However, Toulson, while funny and I certainly laughed, delivers an even amount of average laughter, a level carpet of humour- with a reasonably thick shag, but with few outstanding thrills. Perhaps I like my comedy graph a bit spikier. I’m happy to sit through lulls if they lead suddenly to LOLs. (I don’t really know any Txt slang, I just know that one because some twelve year-olds were using it in conversation on the bus and I am apparently the sort of person who eavesdrops on 12-year-olds for writing tips.)
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