With being away for much of Liverpool Comedy Festival, I was keen to see at least one of the shows before the comics packed away for one more year. And there was one show I was very keen to see.
As has been mentioned, I am a keen Doctor Who fan, and one show I had heard a lot of good things about was Toby Hadoke's Moths Ate My Doctor Who Scarf.
It is an hour-long monologue/stand-up about a man who grew up fatherless in the sticks and the good Timelord proved to be his only escape from hum-drummery. Without wishing to spoil anything (it's being adapted for radio - sharpish), the mockery Hadoke received as a teenager for his addiction eventually gets turned on its head.
This was great for a fan (I knew every single bit of trivia, ahem...) and there was enough to keep the casual listener engaged. I just wasn't so sure about Hadoke's rather verbose style of delivery, which sounded a tad too 'clever clogs' at times and made it hard to warm to him.
His rather brusque shrugging off of a harmless heckle suggests he still isn't 100 per cent comfortable in his stand-up skin, either.
Nevertheless, I watched this with another keen Who fan, and another who couldn't be less interested in the series. They both enjoyed it, but we all agreed there was a layer of bitterness about *something*, either professional or personal, lingering not far from the surface.
That said, we were glad we went, and it was also a chance to visit The Performance Room, one of Liverpool's newer venues, tucked away on Sefton Street about 15 minute's walk from James Street, and an ideal setting for a show as intimate as this..
7/10
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