If you thought there was no humour in cancer, Michael Shafar clearly demonstrates that it truly is never too soon to be funny.

Shafar takes his audience along with him through his journey with testicular cancer from the diagnosis, chemotherapy and surgery and dealing with the pain of unwanted hugs from people you barely know.

His routine is slick and engaging, rarely missing with his responsive audience.

Even the many Jewish references, clearly aimed at a Melbourne crowd, didn’t fall flat with the Perth audience; probably thanks to reruns of Seinfeld on our telly.

Michael’s story is interlaced with harrowing tales of his stereotypical Jewish mother’s interventions which, to me, added an exotic touch.

He was responsive to the audience and kept up a cracking pace for the full show, delighting the crowd and ensuring a fan base for the future.

In spite of interruptions from very late audience members being allowed to enter the tiny auditorium, and the deafening performance going on next door, the comedy carried the spectators every minute of the way, with original and unexpected material at every turn.

Michael Shafar was a welcome relief from the smug and humourless performances of most of our most feted TV comedians, with laugh out loud gags from the very beginning of the show to the final moments as he shared his experience with hecklers.

He is certainly a name to look out for and I predict a long and funny career ahead of him.