Andrew O'Neill (3 stars)

This article is from 2010

Andrew O'Neill

Comedic view of metal music and culture

If Andrew O'Neill's poster description "occult comedian" suggests an evening of witty witchcraft, that's not what he's serving at this year's Fringe. He's a metalhead, and wears all black clothing (and owns a black beach towel), but he's a long way from turning any unfortunate front-row volunteer into a newt.

He's actually very normal, towel tastes aside. In mocking religion, racism and homophobia he wrings laughs out of well-worn and worthy comedic subjects, and a long story about his first ever fight provides an impressive variety of angles. Metal music and culture is another deep well for comedy, one which O'Neill could probably explore further.

Unfortunately almost all of O'Neill's short scripted skits fall flat, both punctuating and puncturing his set. Surely every good David Dickinson joke has long ago been told, so there's not much to gain from two more attempts; and providing a melodramatic power ballad with a mundane answer is a schoolboy's game.

The Tron, Hunter Square until Aug 26, £5.

Andrew O'Neill

  • 3 stars

The occult comedian returns with another hour of words that may or may not include 'hobo', 'arch' and 'saint and Greavsie'. ★★★★ (List); ★★★★ (; ★★★★ (Fest); ★★★★ (ThreeWeeks); 'Hitting new heights of comedic brilliance' (Time Out); 'He’s got a natural optimism and love of silliness that leaves you feeling…