Verdict: Three stars. 

He is the man that rose to prominence with bizarre but hilarious broadcasts online.

Now, Limmy - AKA Brian Limond - is bringing tears of laughter to thousands in front of him as his hit TV show is transformed into a live production, Limmy Live!

The 41-year-old follows in the footsteps of Scots comedy phenomenon Still Game to make the leap from the relative rehersed comfort of the small screen to the stage.

It was a run that began tonight at the Clyde Auditorium, just a few yards from where the cast of Craiglang took over Glasgow's SSE Hydro little over a year ago.

The two are not far apart in terms of distance, but the acts could not be further removed from each other, despite both commanding cult followings.

While Ford Kiernan and Greg Hemphill's smash sitcom is generally well received across the board, Limond's obscure and at times alternarive approach makes his sketch show, which ran for three series on the BBC from 2010 to 2013, a bit of a Marmite prospect.

Judging by the thousands of his followers that flooded into the 3000-capacity auditorium here, it is clear there is still a huge appetite for more Limmy little over two years on from his last broadcast on the box.

Hundreds wore t-shirts and various bits of merchandise with catchphrases emblazoned across the front, from 'Kill Jester' in a nod to TV call in game show host 'Falconhoof' to various items referencing Dee Dee, the show's loveable yet hilarious Glasgow junkie. But more on him later.

This was the first of four nights on Clyde side for Limond and there was little surprise that the Glasgow funnyman took to Twitter earlier in the day, saying he was looking forward to seeing some of his followers. Given he has 178,000, he wasn't going to get them all in...

There was no need for nerves as he emerged, not with this crowd. After announcing himself on stage, the man of the night came dancing in to the spotlight scattering the audience with catchphrases and one liners as if were a comedy scramble. This seemed to get the crowd won over early on. They didn't leave him for the duration of this imaginative and interactive production.

In a change from his usual catalogue of wacky sketches and intricate characters, Limond kicked off the show with some stand up and chat with the crowd before launching into some of his most recognisable moments, many with a slight twist, with the help of backing cast Paul McCole, Alan McHugh and Kirstin McLean.

We had Mr Mulvaney, the paranoid business executive constantly in fear of a police visit, while mental medium Raymond Day got more than his fair share of laughs duirng another botched spiritual reading early on.

Now, there are two words which generally have most gig goers cringing in their seats: audience participation. It is something that is rarely done well in shows on such a scale, and it was an avenue Limmy Live! hammered down with great regularity.

By in large, it worked well. A bizarre dance off was the best of all the crowd interaction, while a pronged Falconhoof sketch provided plenty of laughs, even if it was a bit drawn out. 

It is difficult to do a review of such a show without giving away various gags and highlights. What is worth noting however is that if you are a fan of Limmy, whether the TV show or his viral online videos, you would be in your element during a show dripping with in-jokes and references to those clips that helped propel the Glaswegian on to this stage. 

That was the case when Dee Dee stoated on. We heard about his adventures during a drug-fuelled monologue littered with mentions of his previous outings. It was similar when Jacqueline McCafferty attempted to get near her idol in a sing-a-long finale. 

The slightest raised eye brow from the irritable Malcolm Malcolm also provoked outbursts of guffawing in the stalls, the merest pinky point from Raymond Day triggered hysterics all the way up to the cheap seats. Even a single swear word (used at such an alarming rate you'd have thought they were shooting for a world record) was enough to bring the house down.

It helped give an intimate feel to the evening, as if Limond was holding court with 3000 of his closest disciples.

The downside of this, of course, is that anyone unfamiliar with the work of the comic will be left bemused through large parts of the show. My co-pilot for the evening fell into this category and sadly I spent chunks of the night explaining lost punchlines and references.

In mitigation, much like the Still Game show which rocked up across the road little over a year ago, Limmy Live! is performed to a largely captive audience. And they loved it.

Oh, and RIP Benny Harvey.

(PS. If you get that reference, go to the show. If not, best go for a pint with my dad)