It's one of those two comedy shows in one weekend kinda week.
I was probably one of the last people to get a ticket to this, mostly because I was waiting for the new credit card billing cycle. (I was ticket #58 out of 60 LOL). I was unfamiliar with the location (Drum Asia Studio) in Hartamas (haven't been back to that area in AGES). Because I haven't been back in that area in so long I forgot that there might be parking touts around, so to avoid that conversation, I ended up parking a little further.
So I went up, checked in (which the guys were doing themselves, so there's that awkward exchange), got a drink (luckily it was a slight markup; must support the venue a bit la) and found a seat inside. It was only when I was waiting for the show to start that it finally occurred to me to check how long this was gonna be, but based on the posted end time, I figured that they each are gonna do 30-minute sets.
Before the show started. Can assure you that it was a full house. |
Because there's no host or whatever, the show started around 9 something (I want to say, because I was still having a slight tension headache)?
Prakash kicked things off with his set about being almost 40 and having to move back in with his parents (dad's health issues?) after moving out (in the before-times), but mostly it was about the pandemic and all. I don't think I've ever seen angry Prakash on stage before, but that's just me. At least it wasn't about Boon Signature Pork :P
By contrast, Brian's set was only a touch lighter in that he went on a rant about being single at (almost) 40 during CNY, short men virility (with the action to go with that), his aspiration to be the face of a Shopee campaign (haha) and how when people post about their staycations on soc med it's just a not-so subtle way of calling it a fuck-cation without calling it as such. That last one is kinda seared into the brain now, haiyah.
Keren ended the night about his mental health in the early days of the pandemic (because we're technically still in it ah), which is kinda relatable because just about everyone was feeling the same way whether they want to admit it or not. And toxic masculinity. Huh.
In spite of all that, I was still laughing in my seat, so I would say it was money well spent.
Sidenote: The venue was also selling flavoured tuak, which I wouldn't have minded trying if I wasn't there by myself with a bit of a headache; it was a bit much for one person to consume, no idea if can bring back leftovers. Maybe next time?
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