Jessie Nixon is a ball of oversharing marvellous energy, with a rate of laughs per minute to give your diaphragm a good old workout. Kicking off at breakneck speed, Nixon is immediately disarming and places herself squarely as your new bestie. As she steps into the swing of her show there’s nothing off limits, from her various bids at regular employment to intimate grooming, fantastic feminism, and a Texan slipping into her DMs unprovoked. All skilfully packed with punchlines and deftly placed sentient points to slip into your mulling subconscious later.
It’s hard not to like Nixon, with her warm connection and not-quite-tipping-into-manic energy that’s so much fun to be swept along with. She’s passionate, funny, and talented. It’s not many that can mix up poetry, song and stand up in such a fresh manner, cunningly changing lighting and sending up the poet mystique, keeping the flow of the show mixed up and interrupted with short themed poetry collections so as not to tire her audience with her relentless energy. And they’re laugh-out-loud funny.
There’s a strong feminist thread throughout, but Nixon makes sure not to tip into misandry. She celebrates her own empowerment as a woman who has curves – and as a woman delivering physical punchlines with her thrown shapes and raised eyebrows. She’s strong and vulnerable and utterly enchanting, and even better than that is she has a really good show. Nothing to regret here.
Jessie Nixon: Don’t Make Me Regret This, 19.20, The Crate at Assembly George Square, until 24 August (except 11th)
https://www.edfringe.com/tickets/whats-on/jessie-nixon-don-t-make-me-regret-this
