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Nige: Cigs, Drugs and Rock 'n' Roll
There are many names for Keith Carter's alter ego Nige - scally, pikey, schemie - all of which only tell half of the story.
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Original Review:
At heart, Nige is little more than the stereotypical Scouse scally; a jobless, lazy, dope-smoking loser, who inhabits a world of teenage mothers, shady pals and no-hope indie bands. But it's a world Keith Carter brings evocatively to life with this spot-on creation, as he chats about his bezzie mate Dogshit Barry (so named because he's everywhere Nige goes), his afflicted family and his drop-out pals in the band The Strange Lumps. It's a detailed picture he paints - just right for a Radio 4 sitcom, though then you would miss the visual impact of a character with the perfect look, from h his heavy-hooded eyes and thousand-yard stare to his incessant nervous itching. But while the scenario is kitchen-sink real, Carter insists on breaking the illusion with daftly surreal flights of fancy; all well and good but they jar with the naturalistic feel of the whole. Some of the tales of alien abduction, talking cysts on his sister's back and the pal who turned into a giant testicle could, at a stretch, be explained by Nige's drug-fuelled paranoia, but the show would work much better if, in the vernacular, he kept it real. The witty monologue is punctuated by a handful of songs, from a deliciously sick birthday greeting to his gran, full of diseased and dying children, to the trite, but wonderfully-titled lament Why Does My Towel Smell Of Your Arse? Cigs And Drugs And Rock n Roll may be an imperfect show, but Carter's creation is a real joy, who we can expect to see a lot more of. Nice one, Nige. |
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Saw this fella at the Brinsop Hotel comedy night Feb 2009. Awesome! Laughed for half an hour solid, see him or miss out. Steve, February 2009 |
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Fantastic very very funny. Even my mate who was sceptical(manc) had a good laugh. Debbie Davies, August 2003 |
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I thought he was extremely average and many leagues below Messrs Noble, Bailey and Kitson Mugsy, August 2003 |
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I'd happily bet a bollock that Keith will be as familiar as the EastEnders theme tune to anyone with all their faculties within a year. If national fame has it's drawbacks and downsides, he's in for an awful life. Along with Scotland's David Kay, and Canada's Phil Nichol, there is no other act I'd remorgage my grandmother to see every night of the week but Liverpool's Keith Carter. Stanley McHale, August 2003 |
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The best hour that I have spent at the Festival so far this year. Go and see it, fantastic Darren C, August 2003 |

