‘I’m in control,” sings Jazz Emu, while the routine (synth noodling, cool funk stylings, malfunctioning robot helmet) collapses around him. The gag could hardly be sillier, which sets us up nicely for this joke-packed hour from the eccentric musical comic. Jazz is an electro-funk colossus, in his own estimation, a DIY Thin White Duke on synth-clarinet and microwave meals. We find him, alas, in the doldrums, after an anti-goblin slur at a recent Helsinki gig went viral. Tonight, he makes his pitch for redemption, aiming to clear his name and win our hearts before his angry dad pulls the plug on his musical career.
