Remembering Get Up Stand Up – greatest comedy night of all time

Published: 5th Jul, 2019

Of all the things I’m proudest of in life – my shredded abs, my rock hard buns, my 29 inch penis – I think the comedy night Interestment Presents… Get Up Stand Up which ran from September 2009 to February 2011 is my greatest achievement of them all.

It started embryonically one evening in the Bread and Roses pub in Clapham with my then girlfriend/now wife Hannah (also mother to my brace of adorable little swines), who was passing the time of day by trying her hand at stand-up comedy – back then, possibly as now, a thankless mule trek from one half empty venue to another to deliver your zingers to a room full of frowning, depressed faces.  There must be an easier way.

“Why don’t we put on our own night?” we said in unison, like a pop group on Going Live announcing their new single. We knew people. We knew some people. We knew a person. We must know a guy. We definitely knew the landlord. There had been talk of a cobwebbed “upstairs room” that used to host all kinds of sordid entertainment, with a little stage and room for some chairs. So as quickly as it takes to order two pints of lager (one with a dash of lime) we’d procured the first Friday of every month for our makeshift comedy spectacular. They’d give us the room for nothing, we’d get acts for upstairs, DJs for downstairs in the pub, make a real party of it and pull in the punters. Fair to say, we didn’t have a fucking clue what we were doing.

We enlisted the help of our pals, cobbling this thing together. We designed fliers, a logo (props to the man Spencer), pestered Time Out to be featured in their listings, begged student photographers to take pics, a video whizz to film it (props to Richie), and while our pal Kishore helped Hannah assemble the acts for the night, my stomach tied into knots, envisioning a humiliating evening of a thousand tumbleweeds. But somehow people turned up in droves. Too many on the inaugural outing in fact, with the room sardine tin full and sweaty as fuck. Soul, funk and hip hop (props to Sammy) downstairs, big lolz and smelly pits upstairs. And they only got better and better after that, with MC Lloyd the master of warming up the crowd, and a conveyor belt of great acts providing the jokes, mainly the cream of the up-and-comers looking for a smaller gig on a Friday night (the logic being that only the really recognisable names get the big clubs at the weekend). Some have gone on to fame and fortune, others have lingered on the circuit or disappeared – as you suspect is often the case with these things, the weirder, funnier ones were mostly left behind as legends in their own postcode, too polarising for mass public consumption.

Eventually, after a year or so, we had one disappointing show and hooked the night with a shepherd’s crook and called time on Get Up Stand Up forever. It was never about making big bucks, nor building an empire, it was purely about having a laugh and getting people ready for the weekend. To enjoy some comedy, to hang around the bar afterwards listening to mad beats, or to secretly slope off to eat a massive pizza (meat feast). We didn’t want it to grow stale or to become a hassle, so as quickly as it started over the ordering of a pint, so it ceased to be in about the same amount of time. But like all the best stuff, for a little while there, for some of us, it crackled and shone very brightly indeed.

Ten years on, here are some choice snaps from the shows, only recently uncovered.

Our MC, Lloyd Griffith

Joe Wilkinson, one of the regulars

Jessica Fostekew

Rob Beckett

Tom Rosenthal

Lou Sanders

Romesh Ranganathan

Joel Dommett

Daniel Simonsen

Rachel Stubbings

Josh Widdicombe

Get up Stand Up ledge, Tim Shishodia

And of course, let’s never forget the DJ downstairs…

Josh Burt
About the author:
Josh has been a writer and journalist for the best part of twenty years and has written for modern staples like FHM and Cosmopolitan and The Daily Telegraph and The Sun. He has also written a small handful of so-so books that you can still buy.

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