Often presenting himself on TV in a dapper suit, the south London boy turned up in Nottingham with jeans, T-shirt and trainers and immediately made himself at home by venturing into the audience to get to know them better.
It's part of the deal you just don't get on TV and one of this comedian's strengths. Remember how Monkhouse, Forsyth and even Barrymore work their audience? Stephen K Amos is right up there with them – inviting folk up on stage and warmly coaxing them to perform alongside him.
As he says himself – 'comedy gold'!
Thank goodness Hucknall English teacher James or student Danni didn't let him down... the biggest laughs were for the impromptu opening period where fast-thinking Stephen put his legal training to good use, getting the utmost out of the material they supplied him.
We loved the lady from Ball Street who had a phobia about tennis balls – and outrageously coiffeured poodles, our host conveniently confusing the two.
He's a good old-fashioned comic for the 21st Century who wouldn't be out of place if they resurrected the old TV favourite The Comedians, chuckling along to his own gags while the audience recover from their hysterics.
Oddly flanked by tombstones from the set of Richard III, he mused on why Afro hair and water should never mix, covered his Britishness, accents, his colour, growing up in south London and the trials and tribulations of life in general.
Such a shame the event comprised such an intimate audience. Nottingham was definitely missing out.
