Glenn Wool Review: Like Eating A Bowl Of Hot Porridge Spiked With Jack Daniel's And K

Glenn Wool: Wool's Gold II (The Iron Pirate) ★★★★☆

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Glenn Wool Review: Like Eating A Bowl Of Hot Porridge Spiked With Jack Daniel's And K Glenn Wool: Wool's Gold II (The Iron Pirate) 4

Glenn Wool rifles through his back catalogue of 25 years like an ageing metalhead fondly poring over his old records. The odd gag's a bit rusty (see: hitting 'reply all' on emails), but on the whole it's a side-splitting mix of relationship postmortems and 'did he just say that?'. Wool is a hug-in-a-mug with an edge. Like eating a bowl of hot porridge spiked with Jack Daniel's and K. The Canadian comedian is comfortable in his own skin/beard, and with his own failures. A hilarious picture of eating eggs in a loveless marriage switches to an X-rated scene with a milk pail. Wool moonlights as an insouciant, slow-cook kind of comedian — in fact, he's lightning quick.

The jokes sprout brass necks as he hits the home stretch. Now in his mid-40s/new dad mellowing phase, you sense that the rebel in Wool will never be quelled. He relishes ruffling a room of preening goths at a Kerrang awards show with an off-colour Lostprophets joke. A tirade on botox and feminism is oddly refreshing, coming as it does from the husky lungs of a middle-aged bloke in an AC/DC t shirt. Glenn Wool has spent the last 25 years well.

Wool's Gold II (The Iron Pirate), Soho Theatre, tickets from £13, until 30 March 2019.

Last Updated 28 March 2019