Review by Steve Bennett

Erich McElroy comes from Seattle, but has long lived in the UK, and much of his comedy stems from the difference between the two. More precisely, it’s an outsider’s view of his adoptive homeland, a place he has many gripes about, but is also strangely drawn to. In fact, what could be more British than complaining about Britain?

His observations won’t surprise you, unless you’re labouring under the misapprehension that our levels of service are great, or that we have an abstemious attitude to booze. Backed with a few first-hand anecdotes, these are the things everyone will have noticed.

Where McElroy wins, however, is in likeability. He’s got a modest, slightly bookish, charm, and what appears to be a genuine affection for the UK, warts and all. His set is no angry polemic, but a warm-natured, good-humoured tribute. Remember, he’s from one of America’s more civilised enclaves – so no ranting, arrogance or self-proclaimed ‘edginess’ here.

He’s at ease with the audience, making them feel comfortable in return, a skill no doubt developed during his time compering his own London club, the Comedy Tree. While his material is unlikely to stand out enough to make him a huge star, it’s this geniality that will ensure his place on the circuit.

Review date: 7 Sep 2007
Reviewed by: Steve Bennett