Glenn Wool has a certain swagger
in his style that I’m growing to appreciate more every year.
He’s loud and brash and crude, but that doesn’t hide the fact
that underneath his scruffy exterior there is a razor sharp mind
challenging what is going on in the world.
Wool started his show by saying
that he wasn’t particular bothered by the current financial crisis,
but by the end he was railing against bankers and politicians for
bailing each other out. “If bankers looked like me,” he bellowed, “you’d have
killed them”. If any one
of us could summon up the passion that Wool displayed to make his
points, then the financial sector would be soiling themselves silly.
The divorce that he used as the
basis for last year’s show was again referred to, but this time Wool
focused on how he was adjusting to single life.
This allowed him to work into his set the tale of a booty call
gone wrong, which in turn punctuated material on Canada, the new Messiah
and punk idols who sell out. It
was a strong set and drew an enthusiastic response from the near
sell-out crowd.
At one point Wool mentions that
all he wants to do is tell jokes and make people laugh.
Trust me; he does so much more than that.
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