
The playing is brilliant, the musical style fresh, and the enthusiasm and love of music abundantly clear.

When we meet Thomas Klopper aged 9 (nearly 10), it is Summer in Amsterdam, Holland, Europe, Northern Hemisphere, Earth, Solar System, Galaxy, Universe, Space. And the year is 1951.


The show is commentary on commentary - and within the first twenty minutes we are suitably in shock and horrified at the mechanism of reality made entertainment

Whilst the concert was a little on the short side, it made up for this in the quality of musicianship and commitment to the music.


The sketches range from old fashioned bawdy tits and bum humour, to delightful nonsense. Not every sketch is first class, but then sketch comedy has always been a hit and miss affair.