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Venue:The Counting House, 38 West Nicolson Street Edinburgh EH8 9DD
Phone: 0131 667 7533
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Ticket Prices: Free  
Room: The Ballroom
AUG 3-24, 26-27 at 22:30 (60 min)
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The nationally acknowledged renaissance woman has had quite the year for complaints. She has a nasty habit of saying one thing when she means another. A ‘DuBois Entendre’ if you will. Join the self-declared Siren from South Yorkshire as she stands trial seeking redemption from you, her adoring audience. She’ll tell you herself, ‘the devil made me do it!’ From BBC1’s The John Bishop Show. ‘A display of caustic sensibility & razor sharp wit’ (Scotland On Sunday) ‘Hilarious… comic timing that never misses a beat’ **** (Edinburgh Festivals) Proper stand-up, brilliantly delivered’ **** (Broadway Baby)

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August 26, 2017 Daniel Perks
Myra Dubois is a bit like Lily Savage crossed with Hyacinth Bucket – sharp-tongued and with a plum in her mouth. Dubois Entendre is the sequel to her much more successful previous show at the Gilded Balloon, Self Admyra. She’s not bitter… But she does snipe with the best of them, taking the minimal audience numbers in her stride and firing out snide comments and quips like machine gun bullets. It’s well paced and well-rehearsed – Dubois is a seasoned performer who exudes a confidence that puts us immediately at ease.

There are times when the set turns from show to seminar – Dubois practices projectile mindfulness by pointing out all the flaws in us. She prepares her jokes carefully, deviating from the story only for a side comment or sniped remark, all of which have pause and impact. They take time to climax, but they’re worth the wait, peppered with supporting laughs to help us along the way. Certain comments sail close to the wind in their controversy, but Dubois gives us a knowing wink and navigates swiftly back on course like an experienced sailor.

Dubois has decided that the money is in children’s entertainment and she’s dying to show us her skills. This woman should not be allowed anywhere near children unsupervised, but they absolutely should spend a few choice minutes in her presence to expand their worldly experience exponentially. She’s a hilarious failed magician that gets the same exuberant applause when she fucks up a trick as she would if it worked. It’s all in the patter and the sarcastic approach.

The set has some comedically misplaced self-confidence too – her voice, despite her own presumptions, is earth-shatteringly bad. Candle In The Wind is mumbled and murdered; Where Is Love from Oliver! has a shrieking, nasal accompaniment. Again though, the hilarity is in the absence of talent, combined with the confidence to carry it through. She shows off in some plays to accentuate her glaring lack of talent in others.

In the end Dubois Entendre reaches a spiritual redemption by spouting religious nonsense. Dubois atones for his transgressions in the past year with a final flurry of quick-witted comedic praises, priming herself for radicalisation. The show is a self-made success, the experience and confidence of Dubois carrying us along for the ride. Click Here

August 14, 2017  Broadway Baby
Perhaps the definition of late-night Fringe; the ever-talented and always vulgar Myra DuBois will have you reeling off your chair – both from laughter and from shock. Holding the audience’s attention in the palm of her gin-soaked (and man-sized) hand, Myra holds no prisoners when it comes to her humour. Wasting no time in informing us of her appearance on John Bishop’s show last year, it is clear that we are in fact in the same room as an A-Lister: a bundle of talent whose repertoire includes acting, singing and dancing. And that’s at the same time as being stunningly beautiful: it seems some just have it all.

A generally strong character, Myra jokes about the moment when her shows seem to become ‘hostage situations’. And it’s true – a couple of girls went to leave the auditorium and she thanked them for their time with enough blasphemy to cause a cathedral to crumble. But that was the style of the performance – out there, inappropriate and filthy. Myra lamented at the things she had to do for money in the modern climate: with the worst of the worst being children’s entertainment (cue a joke about how the name Myra generally doesn’t mix with children). Following soon after was a failed – and admittedly hilarious – magic trick sequence.

Talented as she is, when it comes to cracking jokes there are a few topics which will never – under any circumstances – be funny (or even vaguely acceptable). Racism and the disappearance of Madeline McCann both feature on this list, but unfortunately also feature in tonight’s set. Myra DuBois: DuBois Entendre manages to venture where anyone with an ounce of decency decides not to, and places a flag of ignorance in its place. I thought it a shame to include such puns, especially as her other material had us in stitches without being so needlessly boorish.

Becoming more inebriated (and more toxic with her audience-based slurs) as the night progressed, Myra joked about how she wanted it to end. I must admit, though hysterical at the start – I felt as though she had put more effort into the opening part of the act. It takes more talent to come up with one-liners and to formulate witty stories than it does to swear and be crass, even if it did make us laugh. That’s not to say it wasn’t an enjoyable night, though, and it was well-placed (if a little superfluous) in the proceedings of the set.
A humorous night combined with mild fear, Myra and her tonic will take you to the raunchiest pits of farce: leave your inhibitions at the door and – whatever you do – don’t be late. Click Here

August 7, 2017  Fest
Someone as faux glamorous as Myra DuBois does not belong on the free fringe, as she is constantly reminding us. The several entrances to the ballroom in which she is based for the month being all too accessible, there are people toing and froing from the bar. She chastises them for not including her in the round and has an ongoing feud with the rather rambunctious air conditioning that seems unnecessary for such an airy room. This is all before she has managed to begin the show in earnest.

Which comes as somewhat of a blessing in disguise as this gives her acid tongue a chance to wag over all the gathered revelers for this late night drag act, a show that’s heavier on the comedy than the musical numbers. There’s a touch of Mrs Merton in her friendly/antagonistic banter with her long suffering sound tech; a Yorkshire Lily Savage vibe about the way she dominates the room; and a touch of Bet Lynch in the handling of her perceived social status. It all feels like something you’ve seen before, but that doesn’t make it any less enjoyable to watch her snap at those she sees as lesser than her.

Due to the unruly nature of the free fringe and the Scooby-Doo-esque door openings of The Counting House, the show never quite gets going (DuBois perfectly sums up it as "like doing an assembly at a rough school") and a couple of magic tricks gone wrong are more filler than killer. But DuBois excels when letting loose on the naughty kids in the room. Click Here

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