Stand-up comedy is never an easy option and Daniel Simonsen certainly had his work cut out for him in attempting to do so with little by way of preparation.
Not an average stand up by any means, Simonsen’s humour takes a while to settle into. He hits some good points and his delivery meanders through observational to everyday to the somewhat more bizarre. Anecdotal tales and inoffensive material makes it hard not to like the Norwegian and with a small venue to play in it felt like talking to a new friend in a pub over a pint. It’s not a slick delivery but a tale or two eked out, as over a gently supped beer gives the idea of an hour in his company.
There was nothing to shock, displease or guffaw about the set, which leaves one feeling slightly deflated and perhaps underwhelmed in the promise of something greater when Simonsen does reveal hints of comedic flair. A sympathetic and generous audience supported rather than heckled and it felt as if nestled in a house-party rather than at a stand-up performance at times. Certainly there are moments where the comedy is suited rather to a younger audience that would benefit Simonsen in this routine. A finer working of his material would benefit a more solid gig and save his fears of missing the train home.
