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28/09/2007

I'll Get My Coat...And My Ticket

Call it the resurrection shuffle. November is starting to look like nostalgia month for me. I'd only just booked my tickets for the Sex Pistols reunion gig at Brixton Academy when far more exciting news came through. The Fast Show team is reuniting for a one-off show at the Dominion Theatre on November 4th. As one of Paul Whitehouse's characters would say, "Brilliant!"

OK, so they didn't change the type of trousers we wore, but their speedy sketch formats were thrillingly funny back in the nineties. The only thing I worry about is whether they can keep up the frantic pace now that they are in their creaky-boned forties. At their Carling Apollo residency nearly a decade ago they pulled out all the stops with an enviable quick-change performance, which was nice. Sales in Velcro must have rocketed after that and I suspect Little Britain learnt a thing or two about live gigs from it.

Times have changed for the Fast Show team, of course. This will be Paul Whitehouse's first major live appearance since appearing in Maidstone Crown Court earlier this year and demolishing Chris Langham's defence that he viewed child pornography as research for Help, the comedy-and-therapy show he was working on with Whitehouse. He probably needs a laugh after that.

As for Charlie "Charles" Higson, he is better know as the author of the young James Bond novels and hardly needs the money. In fact even John Thomson, Arabella Weir, Mark Williams and Simon Day work regularly so hardly need one last pay-day (I presume original member Caroline "Scorchio!" Aherne won't be chipping in. Shame). OK, so private school fees and second homes in Tuscany might eat away at the bank balance, but I don't think this group is doing it for the cash – although who can blame them for looking at Ricky Gervais's recent record-breaking tour and fancying a piece of that action?

Or at least not totally for the cash. Never mind alcohol and drug addiction, comedians can become addicted to the sound of laughter and while it is nice to get top TV ratings and see your DVD sales rocket, nothing beats the sound of a packed house hanging on your every punchline. This might also be why French and Saunders have also just announced that they are dragging themselves out on the road in 2008.

For Whitehouse, Higson and co, this is a chance to get the kind of fix that books and radio shows just can't offer. When you've created comedy legends such as the "Suit You" tailors or Ted and Ralph, one can understand that you don't want them to go gentle into that good night. November? That month I'll be mostly seeing shows by men and women who can't resist another moment of showing off in the limelight.

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