Monday, March 21, 2011

Melbourne International Comedy Festival

Over the last few months I've between working on a duo exhibition I've also been making posters for a few very talented individuals.

Undistinguished. Jokes, stories, first hand research. Alasdair Tremblay-Birchall has had an interesting year. Having quit his job, owned a car for eight days and invested heavily in uranium mining, Al took the next logical step and started recording people laughing.

A man emerges from an endless desert. Clutched in his hand, a map. It charts a world of monsters, fear and wonder. You ask the name of this fantastical otherland but he has already slipped away. Nonplussed, you go see a sketch show about toner shortages and embarrassing relatives... that show isn't Wing Attack! with Alasdair Tremblay-Birchall and Andy Matthews.

Archibald Wheeler knows two things: He famously dacked Adolf Hitler in '42, and his son is a muppet. In Whets the Whistle, Archie spins his finest stories, some of which even he believes. A character-laden, song-fuelled sketch of the modern world through the eyes of a slightly deluded digger.

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