The Secret Reviewer #13: Sympathy for the Devil

Every month our clandestine critic reveals the murky truths behind that infamous trade, and live comedy generally. This month: critics can't expect much compassion in a crisis.

I'm really starting to wish I'd stockpiled live comedy a few weeks ago. Like, gone to see loads of shows a day, much more than any normal person needs or wants, so that this next few weeks/months/seasons of staying indoors would actually come as a blessed relief.

Actually for comedy critics, what I've described above is essentially what happens every August-then-September anyway, although this year may be different if the Edinburgh Fringe decides...