Rachel Fairburn: Her Majesty
- Claire Sawers
- 22 August 2017
A charm-laden comic who began to realise that idolising might be wrong
This Manchester stand-up is the doting granddaughter of trade unionists, the proud niece of a 'sturdy-glam' lesbian auntie, and a huge fan of Barry Manilow. Growing up in a matriarchal family, with posters of her working-class idols Oasis on the wall, Rachel Fairburn was shaping herself to be a confident, strong woman, mostly by modelling herself on male rock stars. They get away with not caring what others think, she can't help but notice, while women just get called 'Your Majesty'.
Fairburn is a blethery, warm storyteller, occasionally fluffing a few details or talking too fast so words get lost, but her comedy persona has tons of charm. Her descriptions of relatives are good fun: her grandma was patient, kind and a sulker who used silence as a weapon, while her Welsh dad used to think, before she was diagnosed with OCD aged five, that his child was just haunted.
Although there are bumps in the show, she recovers well from them. A hen party are through from Glasgow to see her, and after admitting that this has thrown her off a bit, Fairburn still manages to work them into the part she's got about how annoying she finds girls who dream of nothing but weddings.
Just the Tonic at The Community Project, until 27 Aug, 4.05pm, £5 or Pay What You Want.