Corny with a wicked kick

Battling egos reuniting for one last payday is always a reliable format for comedy. It has worked for everyone from Neil Simon's Sunshine Boys to this spring's Triple Espresso. This time Adam Riches and Jim Johnson pull it off with a corny show that is frayed at the edges but could be cult viewing by the time it reaches Edinburgh.

Riches is Teddy Fish, a lounge lizard in leather trousers. Johnson is wheelchair-bound Keys McAlpine, a cross between Roosevelt and Albert Steptoe. Together they are Plat Du Nuit, Surrey's finest easy listening combo, specialising in songs about personal grooming and car crashes. Today Banstead, tomorrow the world.

The format is fairly shallow but the songs have a wicked kick. Windshield Lover is a perverse parable recalling how a salary man careered into a pedestrian and his life was changed forever. Shaving (Against The Grain) is Teddy's odd ode to skincare.

Inevitably, unsettled scores resurface. Teddy smugly recalls his boy band beginnings in Dayz of the Year, which contained 365 members. An agent's call spells serious conflict. It looks like curtains, but not before the finale, a deliciously daft insect rock opera, with Keys donning florid garb last seen on Peter Gabriel in 1975. It ends in tears, but mostly tears of laughter.

Plat Du Nuit - The Comeback Special