Scott Gibson: Life After Death
- Craig Naples
- 11 August 2016
This article is from 2016.
Valuable lessons and sweary humour from a rising Scottish star
A big, gallus Glaswegian, Scott Gibson demonstrates why 'men's first aid' can need a wee bit of back-up from the NHS where sudden headaches are concerned, especially ones that make you go blind. From his description of a proper stag do in Blackpool and the greatest hotel ever created for heavy drinkers, through some inappropriately performed shaving to a disastrous shower with nurses, he delivers constant big and hard laughs.
He's unapologetically sweary, but no more than most blokes down the pub, which is what he resembles: a born raconteur who can hold your attention for an hour without flagging. Gibson knows his material so well that even a phone ringing in the front row was quickly worked into the routine without malice. He has a swaggering confidence that's not overbearing, but suggests he's now exactly where he wants to be (although he does deserve a much bigger venue).
Life After Death is definitely not for the squeamish, with one moment in particular (involving a matron and a pillow) that is swift yet chillingly clinical and grotesque. And there's a valuable lesson about always asking the right questions when a consultant visits your bed.
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