Underbelly, Bristo Square – Daisy
Aug 8-15, 17-29 (16:15)
This is my second dose of Sasha Ellen in Edinburgh. The first was in 2018, a delightful tale of when she & her boyfriend brought one of the Channel Islands to a halt. I remember comparing her comedy to the rising bubbles of a bottle of prosecco on a summer’s day. Four years on the prosecco has morphed into Havana rum & I can definitely feel her experience & intelligence crafting a fluffy-soul’d comedy souffle, whose only true theme is that of making us laugh.
I am this close to mounting quizmaster Dave – medicate me!
She’s like a cool comedy kitten is our Sasha – I say ‘our’ because she really does make you feel that you’re one of her mates. Y’know, the mate that every ebullient bundle of hormones & horniness needs to bounce their brilliance off. Her material is a blend of white-knuckle risqué & teenage nerdiness – her idea of bagging a doctor is a level 9 healer in D&D. The way she rolls thro her show is meteor-like, an incandescent blaze of comedy that slices thro’ the stratosphere of a Scottish afternoon.
My favorite part of the show was when she went off mic for 3 minutes & 30 seconds to relate the story of an incident in her life which lasted the exact same amount of time. This was the moment when Sasha’s talent for audience intimacy really shone through. The overriding feeling is Sasha loves what she does, & she certainly has master’d the comedian’s main obligation in life which is to find humour in all situations. She’s a natural, & there’s also a subtle sophistication behind her act which is camouflaged by her gloriously giddy approach to performance.