I was sitting in the front row of The Flaming Locomotive
after having scurried back from another show in Maylands and to be honest I
didn’t even know what I was about to watch. I’d been asked only a couple of
days before if I could review some shows at the venue and this was the second
one I was able to squeeze in that night. I had no idea other than a place and a
time.
Then this guy popped out of a side door and proceeded to
announced how he’d fluffed his big entrance as the music swelled because his
microphone wasn’t switched on. That gentleman wearing a Ramones t-shirt and
sporting piercings, tattoos, and facial hair reminiscent of The Mandarin from
Iron Man 3 was Richard McKenzie. Here’s the thing, from that moment on I was
totally relaxed and engaged with what turned out to be an excellent hour of stand-up
comedy. This guy from Melbourne was a very good storyteller and bloody funny!
So then we get into the pretext for the show about how this really
was a homage to his dad who passed away a few years ago and who had lived a
life full of adventures. Far more interesting than Richard and his three
brothers though having sat through some of his own personal tales I gotta say,
it’s lineball, man!
Now, I’m not going to spoil any of these comedic gems that
are told in such a thoroughly entertaining and unassuming way that I was
heartily cacking myself all evening. Suffice to say that Richard’s dad seemed
to have a knack for meeting some fairly interesting people in some fairly
interesting circumstances while being totally oblivious to the significance of
it all. As in, “Wow, really? That’s fucking awesome!”
Richard himself was no blushing violet when it came to the
search for a decent chicken kebab in a place where you kind of just don’t rock
up and order a snack and a Coke with no more than a smile. He also has vast
experience with drinking games in dodgy clubs in Melbourne with customers of,
let’s simply say, dubious character. Not to mention being the kind hearted
neighbour who rescues elderly women whilst possibly suffering concussion due to
an unexpected collision. The recounting of said collision had me struggling to
breathe at the unexpected absurdity of it all I was laughing that hard. He also
has a claim to fame after an encounter late one night leaving a pub in Melbourne
that actually led to a press conference.
All of these stories were told with such flair and great
comic sensibility. There was a poignant moment at the end that circles back to
his father that was touching and funny. This was an excellent way to end the
night and the venue was perfect as an intimate setting for McKenzie to work in.
He was relaxed and into the material, responding casually to comments from the
audience and having a real rapport with us. I really enjoyed this. Sort of guy
you’d want to have a drink at the bar with. His dad would be proud.
Richard McKenzie – A Sting in the Tale is on at The Flaming
Locomotive until 20 February.
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