There aren’t a lot of stand-up comedians who come across as sweet and likeable as Jarlath Regan. His name might not be familiar, but this twenty-six years old Irish guy is as nice as they come, and his act is all about the humour, the irony, in our everyday life.
From the chats he has had with his parents since he was born, or how little he knows about women (or at least other women who are not his own girlfriend) to the sweetest story you will ever hear about someone’s pet dogs, Regan treats the audience to an hour of pure happiness and good-feeling. Regan never goes for the scatological punch-line and he doesn’t need to base his act on swearwords, screams or sarcasm. He doesn’t even have a go at the audience, which is not to mean he fails to interact with the public. It’s just that he doesn’t see the need to insult them to be funny with them. His jokes and puns are all in the right places, and Regan has the audience wanting more by the end of it all. In a way, he resembles a young Dylan Moran, approachable, honest, funny. Regan even has this kind aura around him, this feeling of pure niceness, as if the world hasn’t had its toll in him, and he still carries that juvenile point of view where everything is beautiful and wars doesn’t exist.
To top it all up, Regan also has his own line of cards, with the wittiest, funniest lines you will ever see. He uses them during the show, as slides on a screen behind him, and all of them have the audience in tears of laughter.
Jarlath Regan, you might not be known today, but let’s all hope he becomes a household name soon. It would be a loss if he not.
Adrian G. Velazquez