Amsterdam Underground Comedy Collective

If you were to ask the audience why they were laughing hysterically at Hans Teeuwen, they probably couldn't tell you. This is because Teeuwen's humour is so stupidly bizarre, so darkly deadpan, so poetically distasteful, with a Kaufmanesque quality, a lot of bravado and just a little jazz thrown in, that it tickles you in places you didn't know were there. An enjoyable mind twister.

Pleasance Dome, 556 6550, until 24 Aug (not 18), 8.30pm, £10–£11 (£8.50–£9.50).