August 25, 2026 


EdFringe Review
At the start of her intriguingly titled show 100 Million Fish in the Aquarium, Shannon Brooke announces in a mock Q-and-A session that she will absolutely not be talking about actual fish. As it turns out, the Australian stand-up comedian is only partially telling the truth, playing with audience expectations in a way that emerges as characteristic as the set progresses. Nestled in an intimate, and rather remote, venue in the basement of the Hanover Tap, the show acquires a personal, almost confessional nature, allowing the audience to feel at ease in Brooke’s friendly company. Her compellingly cheery delivery becomes the hallmark of her routine, bolstered by confident crowd work that never strays into the bullying, interrogative style (of which I live in perpetual fear), but works rather to cast her as an approachable, down-to-earth friend in a pub, her magnetic personality establishing her connection with the audience from the start.Her routine is aided by the visual accompaniment of a slideshow on which she projects graphics and screenshots of WhatsApp texts, granting her show another dimension expertly timed to complement her sense of humour, and her somewhat absurdist manner of storytelling. Brooke’s sense of individuality shines throughout; there is no hint that she is attempting to imitate anyone or be anything other than her own authentic self. Her material does not shy away from the lived reality of her OCD, incorporating the deeply personal into a show in a way that is not, however, allowed to utterly define either the performance or the performer. Instead, it becomes part of a broader collection of anecdotes, such that Brooke succeeds in balancing revelations about the more intimate parts of her life with witty deflations and entertaining tangents, somehow surprising and relatable at the same time. Her confident delivery is facilitated by her engaging cadence, punctuated by her dry observations, good eye-contact, and amusing facial expressions, and the show maintains a good pace throughout, although the segment on the kidnapping of her dad’s stepson does drag on just a little too much. Brooke prioritises the gloriously silly, and her performance style effectively precludes the boredom of her audience. The ending to her show, however, feels rather understated, lacking the requisite punch that would have done justice to the vibrant material that comes before. Her routine, on the whole, is neat, its structure tightened by her clever use of callbacks, such that, despite the bizarre quality of some of her material, the audience is never at risk of feeling lost. Brooke’s originality, enhanced by the easy-going relationship she maintains with her audience, makes her show a diverting, and, at the same time, laid-back, way to spend an afternoon at the Fringe. Click Here For Review