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Three Blokes Telling Jokes Adelaide Fringe Preview


Tue 12 Nov 2013, 7:30pm–9:30pm
Thu 12 Dec 2013, 8:00pm

Where: The Small Ballroom, 48 Watt Street, Newcastle CBD, Hunter Region

Restrictions: 18+

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  • General : $28.00 ($25.00 + $3.00 fees)
  • Concession: $23.00 ($20.00 + $3.00 fees)
  • Concession: $20.00
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Listed by: matthewmilesbore

Three Blokes Telling Jokes is exactly what it says on the wrapper. Over one hour of stand up comedy from the perspective of educated, unassuming, white men as they explore the utterly ridiculous and just plain funny swathe of humanity that is middle class Australia. If you have ever made a sandwich from a packet of Smiths chips and two pieces of white bread, you’ll know where they are coming from.

The Three Blokes are: Andrew Barnett - a rising force in Australian comedy who’s relaxed, affable style sees him as one of Sydney's most sort after MC's, Matty B - who is cementing a reputation across the country as a great joke writer with his likeable, dry, country charm and Scott Dettrick - a former rock guitarist who has chucked all that in for comedy and now regularly supports some of the countries biggest names.

Their show has been described as 'nothing like Cirque De Soleil’. It's comedy that calls a spade, a spade, bbq’s what is runs over and makes sure that it always shuts the bloody gate. Come along, grab a packet of plain salted chips and a house beer and get your normal on.