The self-described love child of Gandhi and Moby, Carl Barron is coming to make us laugh with his unique observations and physical humour.

He grew up in Longreach in Central Queensland the son of a sheep shearer. Moved to the Gold Coast where he became a roof-titler, moved to Sydney and decided to walk on stage at the Harold Park Hotel one night, told everyone how a bird had poo-ed on him that day and the rest is history.

"An Aussie larrikin persona that has been polished to shine brighter than an opal" - NZ Herald