Review by Steve Bennett

Liverpudlian Sam Avery's set revolves around the typical concerns of your twentysomething lad – which pretty much extends to fags and beer.

He pushes all the buttons to get the audience on his side, persuading them we’re all of the same stock with such flattery as: ‘Any drinkers in? My people!’

But the actual substance, from Yoda impressions to inbreeding in a place near the gig is obvious and predictable.

October 2005

Review date: 1 Oct 2005
Reviewed by: Steve Bennett