Chucking in some chucklesome ammunition
This article is from 2007.
‘I don’t feel you know enough about lesbian relationships,’ is somewhat unsurprisingly a misconception that this 41-year-old wishes to clear up, back at the Festival after a four-year break. But what broadens this show’s appeal from niche to mainstream is that Rhona Cameron’s sights are firmly locked on more universal targets, lobbing a sustained fire of explosive verbal ammunition at the evils of the modern world. Flip flops, voice recognition technology and shops with excessively loud music all find their myriad faults under attack, and although material on Starbucks and drunken texting feels well worn, the whole routine is sewn together seamlessly with the punchline delivered bang on cue.
That she periodically refers to her notes reveals a deceptively tightly-scripted show, and hints at a more anxious side underneath her energetic yet laid-back delivery. It’s an impression backed up by the occasional hints at her own demons, including her adoption and giving up alcohol, but it does lend a pleasantly bittersweet undercurrent to what is an extremely slick and consistently amusing hour. (Emma Newlands)
Gilded Balloon Teviot, 668 1633, until 27 Aug, 8pm, £11–£12 (£10–£11).