All-too recognisable figure of irritation
This article is from 2007.
There’s something hauntingly familiar about Ivan Brackenbury. It could be the fact that this inappropriately jolly hospital radio DJ is so uncannily accurate a creation. Or it might just be that, with his headphones on, foot firmly lodged down the back of his throat, he brings to mind a certain other social inadequate: switch the red tracksuit for sports casual and North Derbyshire for Norwich and it could so easily be Alan Partridge making people wait impatiently on the line only to be insulted or playing tunes which are meant to ease the pain but merely heighten their anxiety: Coldplay’s ‘Yellow’ for a jaundice sufferer is just one of a myriad of daft dedications.
Considering some of the ticket prices floating around the Pleasance, this relatively low cost show may reflect Ivan Brackenbury’s charitable nature but is just as much of an indicator that the hour could easily be trimmed by a quarter. The repetitive jingles and the predictability of the set-ups make this show, like the most insincere of DJs, irritating all too quickly. (Brian Donaldson)
Pleasance Courtyard, 556 6550, until 27 Aug, 4.45pm, £8–£9 (£6.50–£7.50).