Jon Pinder and Tor Snyder's sold-out first night of 1 Night Stand began with a discussion of the word 'scat'. Snyder said she was only aware of it a term for coprophilia, which she'd known about since the age of eight; Pinder was referring to its use to describe a style of singing popular in improvised jazz, but seemed to be under the impression that it was a 1990s invention rather than dating back to the 1930s or earlier and that is referenced in The Aristocats. No, not The Aristocrats; the 1970 Disney movie with Scatman Crothers as the voice of Scat Cat. Look it up if you don't believe me. But I digress.

I mention this partly as a warning of the show's NSFW tone (other topics include dick pics and oral sex), but also because improvised jazz is a pretty good metaphor for this freewheeling routine, in which Snyder and Pinder bounce jokes around like a Chinese table tennis team on amphetamines. It's possible that they'll use some of those jokes again in their next show, but I'd bet against it.

The show also manages to be politically incorrect without ever once resorting to misogyny, racism, homophobia or transphobia; instead, Pinder and Snyder humorously insult celebrities and audience members, so anyone easily embarrassed should probably avoid the front few rows. Pinder, wearing a floral shirt I could have sworn I threw out in the 1970s, also does excellent impressions of an ugly baby, a woman giving birth, and a pedestal fan.

Each of them does roughly ten minutes of excellent solo stand-up, but they're so funny when they work together that I was worried that at least one audience member was going to pop a rib from laughing too hard. I'm tempted to watch their act on another night; I'm fairly sure it won't be quite like anything else I've ever seen, but that it will be almost obscenely hilarious.