Jayde Adams and Rich Wilson: Live Comedy at The Crown on Sunday 17th February 2019

Jayde Adams and Rich Wilson: Live Comedy at The Crown on Sunday 17th February 2019

Posted on: 14 Feb 2019

The Crown - that estimable Bristol pub usually home to skulking emos and hardcore heavy metallers - will be turning its hand to a spot of comedy on Sunday 17th February 2019, thanks to the rib-tickling talents of mirth-makers Jayde Adams and Rich Wilson.

 

Actually taking place downstairs in The Crown's new comedy venue The Cheese, the two fun-meisters will be sharing the giggles for an end-of-weekend show that will leave you in good spirits and grinning from ear to ear.

Live Comedy at The Crown Bristol

Jayde Adams enjoyed a hugely successful run at last year's Edinburgh Fringe with her show The Divine Ms. Jayde and is currently at London's Soho Theatre. Impressively, Comedy Central will be airing her new live show, Amusical, later in the year, while she also enjoys regular appearances on TV (8 Out of Ten Cats, Comedy Central's Roast Battle) and a plethora of UK stages.

 

Accompanying her on the evening's comedy odyssey will be Rich Wilson, no stranger to intimate venues and whose Edinburgh gig last year enjoyed a massive sell-out success. He's also nabbed the winning accolade for Best International Act (2016) and was a nominee for 2017's NZ Comedy Festival.

 

As if these two guffaw-inducing creators of comedy weren't enough, there will also be support from a few of the South West's finest comedians and proceedings will be presided over by fab compere, Tony Chiotti (aka Cranky Yankee).

 

Doors swing open at 7pm for an 8pm start. The gig is 18+. Tickets cost £10 and can be snapped up here.

 

The Crown/The Cheese is located at 10 All Saints Lane, Bristol, BS1 1JH
 


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Jamie Caddick

Jamie is a writer, blogger, journalist, critic, film fan, soundtrack nerd and all-round Bristolian good egg.  He loves the music of Philip Glass, the art of Salvador Dali, the writings of Charles Bukowksi and Hunter S Thompson, the irreverence of Harry Hill, and the timeless, straw-chomping exuberance of The Wurzels.  You can sometimes find him railing against a surging tide of passing cyclists, or gorging himself senseless on the Oriental delights of a Cosmos all-you-can-eat buffet.