Greg Fleet – Secret American
A night out with Greg Fleet is like having a one way conversation with a garrulous old mate who just happens to be really, really funny. Affable and generous, Mr Fleet has lost none of his astute comedic sense in Secret American.
So was it a really good week, or a particularly bad one, when the comedian we love to call our own decided to tell the comedy world that he is … an American? Yes, the secret is out. But don’t expect a show full of gags debasing American politics and culture. Sure, he takes a crack at some of the inane legalities of the American system, but like a hyperactive dog on a lead he strays everywhere else but straight ahead, and at one point back to Australia and to some of his favourite criminals. But I dare not allude to anymore topics here because it’s more than likely Mr Fleet will take you on an entirely different ride, which always makes for an exciting comedian to watch.
What I enjoy so much about Greg Fleet’s comedy is his appreciation for language and its many nuances. The last time I saw him he was playing around with Irish Limericks. Last night he was exploring the cryptic and absurd things people say to absolute hilarity. This seems to afford his observations a truly unique angle and doesn’t see him fall into the usual pitfalls of comedy such as clichéd material. Only once last night did he stray into the realm of a hackneyed gag but like suddenly remembering something he’d forgotten, moved swiftly back into the paragon of his own comedy.
In one word, Greg Fleet’s show is effortless. The sheer ease with which he approaches comedy means the audience can trust their comedian and kick back and enjoy the show. I only hope you are treated to his little “theatre” routine which is like film noir meets Tom Waits. It’s probably the only time you’ll see Greg Fleet in a dinner jacket.
Mr Fleet is a clever, clever man.
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