Pippa Evans: There Are No Guilty Pleasures
- Brian Donaldson
- 10 August 2015
This article is from 2015.
Songs and banter about the things we love but really shouldn’t
To many comedy fans, Pippa Evans is best known as Loretta Maine, the mascara-streaked, Courtney Love-esque rock-country chanteuse with a song in her heart and bitterness embedded deep in her soul. She doesn’t quite bound on stage proclaiming ‘and this is me!’ but Evans is keen to show Fringe audiences another side to her many talents.
She has certainly mastered the art of crowd work with many of her top moments coming from bawdy chit-chat to the males among her gathering, whether they are young actors or hair-thinning gents, bravely ploughing on against the distracting presence of Amelia, an audience member with the most over-the-top laugh in showbusiness history.
Her theme is guilty pleasures, many of which she merrily unburdens to a room which seems rudely hesitant in giving much back in turn. All the while she unleashes scorn upon modern go-to targets such as Katie Hopkins and beany-hatted singer-songwriters, while tunes dissect the structure of country songs and the perils of being on a TV panel show. We could probably live without the centuries-old idea that the Welsh accent is perilously close to something a little more Asian but the unsheathed joy which Evans brings to a room allows you to forgive her almost anything.
Bannermans, 226 0000, until 29 Aug (not 17, 24), 1.45pm, free.