Fans of sesquipedalian loquaciousness, John Leung, The Cunning Linguist, is here to make you happy with his mouth (wait, that may have come out dirty). A self described “sit down comedian”, he takes to the stage at Tasma Terrace with his violin cello, which, I was intrigued to learn, is apparently the instrument that most closely matches the range of the human voice. And that’s not the only thing you may learn; this is a show you’ll definitely walk away from well informed. I – for one – was not aware of the ease with which common foreign expressions could, if pronounced incorrectly, become hilariously dirty (especially in French).
What’s wonderful, I think, is that Leung seems to have mastered the double subversion; frequently he will approach the line, only to veer off in another, more wholesome direction, before returning to it with a vengeance. Get your mind out of the gutter, but not for too long!
The show is strange in that he’s simultaneously very gentle, while still getting quite rough, performing songs with titles like ‘Etymology is Bullshit’ (which it kind of is). There’s a diatribe about the origin of the words “penis” and “vagina” (which seem to be utterly incomprehensible). You’ll laugh. You’ll learn. You’ll ejaculate frequently (look it up!).
John Leung’s The Cunning Linguist is playing until 8 April. Tickets start at $25.30 – buy tickets and find out more on the MICF website.