Brennan scooped a very deserved Best Newcomer nomination last year for a debut hour that was heartfelt, honest and a great showcase for his natural humour. He’s back with what promises to be another superb effort.
Hello. How are you today?
I am good. I think. You can never be quite sure can you in this day and age.
At this stage, how closely does your programme blurb match the content of your show?
It matches it exactly, as I have written about 140 words of the show so far.
Have the momentous events of 2016 affected your act in any way?
Being from Manchester, the terrorist attack was pretty full on. Losing a friend. It happening on my doorstep. It really makes everything seem very real.
Sorry that is a somber answer. It sounds like I am trying to get through to Judges Houses on X Factor. Let me change it. I went to a nice market with my Mum last week.
Who are you sharing a flat with this festival and how will you help each other survive the month?
I am sharing it with friends. Like actual friends. People who, if we didn’t do comedy, we would still meet up and have a brew. So Steve Bugeja (very untidy), Rachel Fairburn (medium tidy) and Chris Washington (really big hands). I think we will just try and do normal things like eat super noodles and watch box sets, otherwise you’d go mad!
Any shows you’re particularly excited about seeing?
Yes! I am looking forward to seeing Gein’s Family Giftshop (even more untidy than Steve Bugeja), Spencer Jones (never been to his house so god knows if he is tidy or not…I bet he is) and storyteller Wil Greenway (I couldn’t care if he is tidy or not…he is sublime).
Other than the great shows, what else are you looking forward to about your trip to Edinburgh this year?
The annual walk up Alfreds Peak (or whatever it’s called). Daily bagels from Elephant & Bagel. Garrotting any male a cappella group I see on the Royal Mile.
What celebrity death hit you the hardest in 2016 (mine was Wogan)?
I was sad about Boutros Bourtos Gahli. Not because he died. It was more because when he died I found out he wasn’t a 90’s Premier League footballer. My life has been a lie.
Here’s a space to write about anything you want. Go for it.
Shit. Shit. Wank. Cunt. Wank. Wank. Fuckbucket. Jiz. Jiz. Wank. Wank. Jiz. Jiz. Snot.
God that felt good.
Brennan Reece: Everlong
2-27 Aug, 6pm