Traditionally whenever the Three Musketeers meet up for an evening out there is at least one disagreement about one thing or another, whether it's the food, the service, whether we are under-dressed or whether being clean shaven is now passée.
When we were invited by 48 Below and Zomato to attend a comedy night last week I didn't know how the three of us would do, we have very different senses of humour. But before we get to the acts, lets discuss the bar, that is what we are about, after all.
Basement bars are always a slightly different breed to those above ground. You'll never find a big pub chain open a small bar tucked away from view, this is the domain of the independents, the rebels and the free thinkers. There are no plate glass windows to watch the ladies-that-lunch sip their Pinot Grigio, no chalkboards telling you which two teams will be appearing on the 90 inch plasma, definitely no bog troll in the gents trying to get a quid off you in return for passing you a bit of toilet roll. 48 Below is home to tiny tables in dark corners, comfy stools and quirky cocktails, oh and a leopard print dressing room outside the uni-sex toilets...
The staff were friendly, professional and can wield a mean shaker, the espresso Martini we were given was a smooth blend indeed. If you are looking for somewhere a bit different to chill out away from the madding crowd of Edinburgh then stepping down to 48 Below is a perfect venue.
When it comes to entertainment, small basement bars are right at the cutting edge of most things trendy. Everyone from the Beatles to Michael McIntyre started out small. So The Line Up comedy nights are a perfect opportunity to see a huge spread of comic talent and get behind some of the stars of the future. The huge bill with a hugely funny compère introducing four different acts before the head-liner meant there was something to appeal to each of The Musketeers differing tastes.
Athos found host Owen McGuire's interaction with a somewhat sheepish audience both hilarious and harrowing in equal measures. Porthos thought Andrew Learmonth to be brilliant, but seemed to connect with Iain Campbell the most (it was probably due to the blazer and confusion over sexuality.) Aramis (that'll be me, then) thought Chris KC was a comedic genius with his highbrow one-liners, but it was his dead-pan lugubrious delivery that I loved. You don't know whether to laugh or go up on stage and put your arm around him and tell him everything will be alright in the end. All three of us however managed to agree that headline Daisy Earl was fantastic with her conversational comedy and that The Line Up is a perfect way to unwind on a Friday night.
A brilliant night of comedy in a cracking intimate venue, we will definitely back, tickets are only £4 in advance and the drinks are reasonable for the capital, so go on, give it a try.