A small and intimate room greets you at twilight when you enter the venue to see Paul Savage’s latest outing.

Savage himself is delightfully self-depreciating and at the same time comfortable to watch.

He uses his buoyant charm to great effect, making a small room seem much bigger.

Littered with jovial stories about his misadventures, Savage brings us into his chaotic experience of life in an equally chaotic prose, reminding us along the way that sometimes you make poor choices that turn out to be just where you need to be. 

This is the type of standup show that makes Fringe enjoyable, Savage juxtaposing the familiar tropes and the new to his piece, without losing the audience even once. He has a unique way about him that ensures each audience member feels they are part of the story.

More touchy or pertinent societal issues are approached with care, hilarity and honesty showing an intellect behind the fast and feverish delivery.

In a world of commercialised and tightly branded comedians, Savage is a hidden gem, a fascinating and engaging talent who deserves full houses.

Go and see him, experience the hilarious madness, so you don’t miss out.