The Silence of the Trams

Save for a mildly derisive ‘promotional video’ opening the confused set, misleadingly titled The Silence of the Trams is distinctly tram-less. Instead of municipal travel-based wit, there follows a lacklustre performance from four seemingly unconnected comics: Stand regular Gordon Alexander squeezes the odd chuckle from his stock of uninspiring props, then Jeff O’Boyle hashes out stale Irish in-breeding gags, followed by ‘improvisational comic’ Jim Park, who, unperturbed, ploughs through a heap of badly received one-liners.

Nominal headliner, deadpan creep Martin McAllister, exploits a well-honed persona, but a worn-out audience don’t seem to know when to laugh.