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Michael Brunström



Michael Brunström


I'm an alternative comedian based in London. I devise and perform surrealist stunts and skits. These have titles such as:

"What If Noel Edmonds Were a Cello?"
"The Ironic Trowel"
"The Mystery of Fennel"
"Hula Hoop Hamlet"
"Homage to Sir Alexander Fleming"
"Gargling the Gettysburg Address While Nailing Grapes to Ted Cruz's Face"

I've written and performed five full-length shows:

"The Human Loire" (Edinburgh Fringe 2014)
"The Golden Age of Steam" (Edinburgh Fringe 2015)
"The Hay Wain Reloaded" (Edinburgh Fringe 2016)
"Parsley" (Edinburgh Fringe 2017)
"The Great Fire of London" (Camden Fringe 2018)

My new show is “World of Sports”, which I will perform at the Edinburgh Fringe 12–25 August 2019.

I am a regular member of the Weirdos Collective (Chortle Award winners 2018), DLCF Liberty Award nominees 2016). I've performed for the Alternative Comedy Memorial Society, Laugh Out London, Knock2Bag and many more.

I’m learning to play the banjolele, but this will never feature as part of my stage act.

Twitter @thestroid

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Michael Brunström: World of Sports'


There really isn’t any comedian like Michael Brunström, or if there is I’ve never seen one and over the past three decades I’ve seen thousands (admittedly many hundreds of those were on the open mic circuit, but hey, it still counts as there are some superb comics on it). I only saw him live for the first time last year too when he performed his The Great Fire Of London show but he instantly became one of my favourite comedians and the gig itself made it in to my list of the ten best I’ve ever been fortunate to witness.

So when I heard he was doing his latest show I bought tickets the moment it was announced, and had been eagerly awaiting the chance to see it. It didn’t disappoint either, in it’s current state it’s not quite as good as The Great Fire Of London but it’s bloody close, and would make it in to my twenty favourite comedy shows list with ease. Michael commented during the show that one segment may be dropped when it comes to it’s Edinburgh run too, suggesting this it’s still being worked upon, but either way it’s a stunning piece of comedy and something I absolutely adored.

Describing the show in depth would spoil the effect for anyone planning to see it (which should be every single person who reads this as it really is that great) so I’ll keep this vague, but the framing device is that Michael wants to win gold at the Olympics and so partakes in a number of different sports – but bar a couple of well known events very few of them are the kind of thing you’ll see at the Olympics, though after tonight’s gig I’m convinced they should all be included.

It’s a completely unpredictable work and that’s partially why it’s so special, you never know what he’ll offer up next, be it a monologue about the event (or something else entirely), an unusual piece of audience interaction, or a physical display involving various props and devices that never fail to delight. And another joyful element of his comedy is the audience participation, but he’s the kind of comedian who never picks on his audience or makes them do anything they may not want to do, he just makes us all part of the show and reacts and builds on what the audience does or says. This makes him pretty unique in my mind, and every performance will be a little different due to this, but I’m absolutely convinced that each will be just as enjoyable if not more so than what I was lucky enough to see tonight.

A show so fantastic that I definitely plan to catch it again, I have no doubt in my mind it’ll be one of the very best things the Edinburgh Festival has to offer, and if it doesn’t win Brunström awards then the world is even crueller and unfair than I already suspect it to be. One of the funniest men alive, I’m aware that this review is full of what might seem like hyperbole but it’s genuinely not, Brunström’s comedy is the art form at it’s very best and will make you laugh until it hurts so much you might fear you’ll need a hospital visit after witnessing it. 

Alex Finch

 'Michael Brunström: Parsley'


★★★ The Scotsman

Nothing is as pointlessly silly as it might seem in Michael Brunström's latest opus, Parsley. Not his blowing balls of paper off a book at the floor, not his garnishing us with sprigs of parsley. OK, some things are. The singing of made-up Cockney market songs, the metronome snogging and the frequent appearances of George Orwell singing easy-listening classings. Brunström's book of New Material, from which we read, goes beyond silly, past surreal and comes back to just hilariously funny.

We, as an audience, are called upon frequently and for increasingly absurd reasons. We sing, we sift fact from non-fact and we cheer for our respective parsleys (curly or flat leaf), in whose name we battle, the air full of tiny planes. We play slide whistles, recreate seminal moments in the history of parsley and come up with a multiplicity of thyme-based puns. All just a waste of thyme? Absolutely not.

Brunström's shows are things of beauty and love. The bloke in front of me sat arms folded and stone-faced throughout. Each time I hooted with laughter, he turned and looked at me askance. I feel very, very sorry for this man. Learn to love Michael. It will enrich your live. 

Kate Copstick


 'Michael Brunström: The Hay Wain Reloaded'


★★★★ The Scotsman

Michael Brunström offers, inter alia, an hour with John Constable, culminating in a recreation of his masterpiece The Hay Wain, the chance to becomes Willy Lott's Cottage or a handsome spaniel and a chance to play Elgar's Cello Concerto on Noel Edmunds.

Do not worry how unlikely that sounds because it all makes sense once you are there, taking your place in the Suffolk landscape. Although I am a mere tree in the background I am fully engaged in Brunström's narrative, many of the salient points offered with simultaneous translation into bongo, for those of us who speak percussion.

We learn – through a trio of short sketches involving a game of Deal or No Deal, a monochrome minidressed Mary Quant and Anita Dobson en deshabille singing 'Anyone Can Fall in Love' in a Marvel character mask – about the three pillars of the masterpiece that is The Hay Wain: Nature, Work and Nostalgia. How these sketches illuminate our understanding of nature, work and nostalgia is up for debate, quite frankly, but Brunström's skills as a a game host, Mary's gripping tales of her time harpooning whales off the coast of Newfoundland and Anita – well, you really have to see Anita for yourself – are so sense-bendingly entertaining that understanding is really not the point.

Brunström's epiphany at the end of the show is both moving and extremely messy. And the results are available for sale, after the show. After all this, we are as appalled as he that The Hay Wain only reached No. 2 in the Nation's Favourite Painting poll. Go for the great merchandise, go for the marvellous classical music, go for a game of beachball. But most of all go for some great, crazy, never to be forgotten comedy.

Kate Copstick


★★★★ The Skinny

Michael Brunström beguiles the Fringe once more with a curious and captivating hour on the nation’s second favourite painting.

Nothing is predictable in Michael Brunström’s The Hay Wain Reloaded, as we might expect from the winner of last year's Malcolm Hardee Award for Comic Originality. Nothing, that is, besides the mention of The Hay Wain – John Constable’s most celebrated work.

Beginning the hour as Constable himself, Brunström delves into the mind of an artistic genius (both Constable's and his own), highlighting the key themes of The Hay Wain: nostalgia, work and nature. Through a series of vignettes, we soon learn how Constable’s painting embodies such unexpected figures as Noel Edmonds, Mary Quant and Anita Dobson. We also find that Brunstrӧm is the sole patron of the Hay Wain giftshop; beach balls are for sale on exit.

While it is perhaps not quite as sharp as 2015’s The Golden Age of Steam in places, it more than makes up for this in its clever and coherent structure. This makes it a little easier to follow and Brunström is a charming guide. In all, The Hay Wain Reloaded is a ramshackle, surrealist delight.

Polly Glynn


★★★ Chortle

Sister Wendy was never like this. Absurdist Michael Brunstrom offers a most eccentric take on art history, relating the story of John Constable’s masterpiece in a way just as likely to bemuse as amuse.

He uses the painting primarily as a jumping-off point for three surreal, extended sketches about Noel Edmonds’s deepest secrets, fashion icons whaling off Nova Scotia and an scene involving a 1990s celebrity that’s virtually indescribable. Or at least you wouldn’t believe it, if it were to be described.

For whatever you say about Brunstrom, you cannot fault his commitment to the weirdness. Dance like nobody’s watching, they say, and he applies the same ethos to acting out crazy ideas which the more easily embarrassed might keep in their heads. Instead, he heaps oddness upon oddness.

The risk of self-indulgence is ever-present, though Brunstrom mostly sidesteps it. Nonetheless, he is clearly amusing himself first and never forces his strangeness, just invites the audience to share in his unselfconscious performance. There’s always a bit of distance, though, making it difficult to get completely immersed in this very alternate world, for all that’s admirable about his distinctiveness

That’s not to say the show is without the near-obligatory audience interaction, which is well-handled, with the aim of making his ‘volunteers’ feel like playmates in the fantasy world he’s creating. Brunstrom breaks the ice by instigating a couple of in-jokes, and by making himself the victim in an hilariously silly reading of a Wordsworth poem against the odds.

There are plenty of laughs, too, at the sheer audacity of his eccentric ambition and the bizarre juxtapositions he evokes. Sometimes, too, there’s more than that, a wry aside, a strong, silly idea, or subtle breaks in his pretence that make it more than just randomness.

For there is a purpose, however cockeyed, here. While the three main skits allegedly show Constable’s triple inspirations – nature, work and nostalgia – they are loosely splattered onto a canvas that purports to show something of Constable’s world: his defiance of the fashionable romanticism so prevalent at the time, or the disappointment his industrialist father must have felt at his son’s early failings to make an impact in an insecure career.

We can only imagine if there are parallels in Brunstrom’s life as he stands in front of us in his unflattering underwear, bucking the mainstream trend for everyday anecdotes in favour of unabashed absurdity.

Will future generations come to see Brunstrom as a visionary artist? Come back to me in 200 years…

Steve Bennett

 'Michael Brunström: The Golden Age of Steam'

★★★★ The Scotsman

As he enters, accessorised with peaked cap and whistle we, the audience, shout “chuff” at indiscriminate intervals until we eventually synchronise and, lo, we are the steam train alluded to in the title of the show. This is a strange and wonderful hour. There is a short introduction involving a tiny fern which we applaud and then we dive right into the first section of the show which is all about airport impressions. I won’t ruin your experience by telling you the answers, the fun is working it out for yourselves. You won’t, of course.

After Brunström “takes an ambiguous stance”, we have an emotional moment in which we say goodbye to his hat. Things might have turned depressing here but Brunström gets the room back with some violence and destruction aimed – we are all delighted to see – at Jeremy Clarkson.

Remembering the Eighties provides one of the show’s lighter moments before Brunström gets risky and tries some Intellectual Comedy involving an Ironic Trowel. “Not everyone’s going to get it” he admits, but I think most of us did. Possibly. Or not, it doesn’t really matter. There are pingpong balls and a hula hoop, Thundercats and a range of sophisticated cockerel impressions. There is also a deal of audience participation so bring your thinking caps.

At one point we decide where the performance is going and the tight vote almost brought the whole show to a halt. Not quite, as again Brunström’s ready wit saved the day. The Speed Poetry competition is not to be missed. Clarkson fans will not like the Grand Finale. I absolutely loved it.

Kate Copstick

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‘Michael Brunström had had a bowl full of Andy Kaufmann for breakfast, and burped out a wonderfully absurd set. . . . The fact that he resembled an ungainly European classical conductor having the time of his life, only wove more magic in my opinion. More of this please.’

London is Funny


‘Michael Brunström had had a bowl full of Andy Kaufmann for breakfast, and burped out a wonderfully absurd set. . . . The fact that he resembled an ungainly European classical conductor having the time of his life, only wove more magic in my opinion. More of this please.’

London is Funny