Live Tour Dates

Have you ever considered coming by Shreveport, Louisiana?

any chance u will be in germany one day? :/

I'm a huge fan!! You really need to come to little rock arkansas sometime I would love to see you live.

Any colorado dates planed?

Cought your show last night at Little Montreal here in Sudbury and it was incredible. I had a hella of a lot of fun.

I almost didn't go. and now I think I'm a better person for going.

I just wanted to say thank you for an awesome show tonight. It really had me laughing my ass off. And thank you for not taken the piss out of me sitting in my slipknot mask down the front too much lol. And i was trying to shout to you that i had a danger mouse based tattoo( penfold and also snarf from thundercats)

Really hope to see you again some time and hope you will come to glasgow to do a gig some time.

Kind regards
Kilted Slipknot Guy

Great show in Edinburgh Sunday night! You should do a show of you making music. Better than the real musicians!

Please come back to Edinburgh, can't wait to laugh like that again.

Darren

There are several quintessential moments in a man's life: losing his virginity, getting married, becoming a father, and winning your high-school basketball game without turning into a werewolf.

These moments pale into insignificance when measured against the once in a life-time opportunity to watch a show performed by the guy from Police Academy who made the noises.

Every year the festival brings to Edinburgh hundreds of acts from across the world. Performance and Culture is represented by an almost impossible choice of theater, comedy, literature and art in every venue and toilet cubicle around the city. With the streets becoming a literal Vietnam of clowns, mimes and fruity Magicians, picking a show is like a game of Russian roulette. For every 5 good shows loaded there is a single chamber containing 50 tiny men in leotards performing a musical version of 'Flowers in The Attic'.

I looked upon the Fringe guide with the patented 'Festival Apathy' and began picking shows to see based on the likely hood that no one involved would get their dick out (a 1374663% impossibility)

Then I spotted him.
MICHAEL WINSLOW

I booked my ticket with the sort of keyboard-hammering intensity that I usually reserved for petitioning NASA for the return of Buck Rogers and/or closing windows of porn.

As a child of the 80's I was born and raised on 3 things.
Thundercats, Milli Vanilli and Police Academy.
Michael Winslows Performance as 'Motor Mouth Jones' got me through the tough times that the extended club mix of 'Blame it On The Rain' never could.
Mr Winslow taught me life's most valuable lesson: All of life's problems can and will be solved by comically imitating the sound of a robot/ninja/animal fart.

I attended the very first show and sat right down at the front with every inch of my pre-show excitement strapped to my leg with sellotape.

I was not disappointed.

Michael was welcomed onto the stage with a hurricane of applause. On screen he may have captivated us with his motor-mouth and robot impressions but in the flesh had the sort of presence that dared you not to have enjoyed 27 years of movies about hilarious wacky law enforcement.

Despite the universal fact that exposure to the movie Spaceballs takes 3 inches of your dick, Michael emerged as pure unadulterated sexual energy. There was a silent agreement among every single one of us there that we could fully get behind someone who'd make reassuring chewbacca sounds in bed.

Such was the magnetism of the 'Citizens on Patrol' star, the 7 sets of thighs belonging to the row of women sitting behind me were converted into Edinburgh's first Particle Accelerator. Even my girlfriend who accompanied me was unable to disguise the audible pelvic groan that immediately sent 99% of Japan into Godzilla Alert.

The show lived up to every expectation. Mr Winslow knew his core audience and only left us waiting 2 or 3 minutes before unleashing his first impression of a Horse taking a dump.

Opened his show with a reflection on his experiences flying into Edinburgh, Michael threw down a Scottish Accent that put 150 minutes of bat-shit-insane-Mel Gibson in a skirt to shame.
Detailing his journey and the subsequently hilarious confrontation with a Stewardess, the impersonation he did of her was so disturbingly sexy that had I been blind my guide dog would have put itself into traction dragging my crotch away from a very confused star of Mission to Moscow.

The show was pure joy. Family friendly and breathtakingly energetic. There wasn't a single person in the show who wasn't laughing. Hard. That's how charming Michael Winslow is. He can tell a joke where the setup is him building a radio, and the punchline is him shooting Lene Nystrøm (From Aqua) in the face, and it's funny. If anyone else tried that, it'd be a disaster.

The show included a Jimi Hendrix impersonation, some Steve Wonder and a very personal tribute to Otis Reading. To top this off he also performed the entire 'Don't Get Cocky Kid' scene from Star Wars. The clip shown silently with Michael providing every voice, laser, space-explosion and Chewbacca growl with the sort of determination that could have possibly cost him his face. The whole bit played out loudly enough to drown out every Han-Solo fan's genitals high-five'ing themselves.

As an added bonus, the very first show was attended by some of the Scottish Rugby League Players (Easily identifiable because they were the only 5 men in there that looked like they had been made out of 15 other 'really large men') I mention their presence only to emphasis Winslow's universal appeal: There is no finer seal of approval that 5 strategically shaved 230lb sports gorillas clapping and breathlessly pointing at a man standing on stage impersonating a spaceship.

The show was an hour of passionate, uninhibited joy. The sheer enthusiasm and pleasure Michael displayed while impersonating lobsters, Tesco scanning machines and Led Zeppelin intros embraced everyone in the room and led us by the hand to a world where everything is better. Without Michael Winslow and the near infinite number of sounds in the world like lasers, beat-boxes and rectal-discharges, our lives would be dull and unhilarious and mimes would probably get laid a lot more often than they should. This is a nightmare vision of silence and mime-sex that he saved us from and we applauded the fuck out of him for it.

Michael Winslow (Veteran of 7 hilarious Police-Academy Movies and National Lampoon's Robodoc which officially requires that he be awarded the Congressional Medal of Fucking-A), and he is performing at the Edinburgh Fringe Festival from August the 3rd. Buy your tickets now and go spend an hour of absolute awesomeness. http://www.edfringe.com/wh​ats-on/comedy/michael-wins​low

Fantastic show at the Edinburgh fringe - haven't laughed that hard in ages

Any chance of booking Michael Winslow for our Comedy club in Essex UK ?

Hi Michael, I would love to know of any planned trips to Ireland in the future?? Love your work and hearing your in Edinburagh so close but so far.
Keep up the work.
P.S. R.I.P Bubba Smith

Hello Michael, congratulations on your marriage, it has been a long time. glad to see things are going well for you, I have been nudged to contact you, and here I am. lol when are you coming to New Jersey, there are some great comedy places here for you and no doubt sell out. Sharon has my number call if you want to talk, then I will tell you who nudged me to contact you. lol be well and be safe Love & Light Gail Lionetti

Thanks for an AMAZING show at Mojo's on Friday! You are such a funny guy.I waited many years to meet you because I am such a huge Police Academy fan. Come back to Orlando VERY soon.

How do we get tickets for your London tour?