Oh, Jit!

NiA’s invitation to join her and her friends at The Actors’ Studio (TAS), BSC, last night was a refreshing relieve from the end-of-semester madness, made more memorable with the glittering company and the generous flow of refreshments, courtesy of JAYA ONE.
I’ve always remembered Jit Murad as the urchin-faced Peter Pan stage performer who'll never grow old, never mind up. However, on the ninth evening of his current comedy run, I sensed that he looked rather drained and jaded, and somewhat out of form, particularly when he was recounting his childhood memories.
Jit was, fortunately, in his element throughout his impersonations of Samy Velu, the sycophantic YB and the loquacious Renee Choy. Switching effortlessly from the faded jeans and blazer of the narrator to a batik shirt and songkok for his portrayal of the ingratitious MP and a stylish headscarf for his version of an Ipoh Road hairdresser, the stand-up comedian had the audience in the palms of his hands all the time he was on his feet, knees and back, but not when he was on his tush, reading from his script!