Judy Tenuta
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Judy Tenuta
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Oak Park, Illinois, USA
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Nov 07 1956 -
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Judy
Tenuta is sassy...and probably an heir to Joan Rivers' title as the
Chief Nasty of Comedy. But Judy has that girlish laughter behind her
witticisms and outrageous stage act. This album, recorded at a Gay
Festival several years ago plays to her audience's interests,
predilections, and, of course, practices. A straight audience might go,
"Huh?" and not catch all the references. But when Judy brings two guys
(strangers) up to the stage and puts words into their mouths to say
things that they never thought they would say out loud, in public, let
alone perpetuated on CD, now that is comic. And it's not
mean-spirited...playful and tinged with erotic glee. And the audience
eats it up and whoops it up as well!
Some of the references are dated and, perhaps, unfortunately (such as her jokes about Siskel and Ebert). But that is due to unfortunate subsequent events. And we can all still chuckle fondly about two of our favored movie icons.
If you haven't heard Judy Tenuta, her voice is a cross between a Brooklyn Italian housewife and a boozed growl from Lauren Bacall, with a few snorts thrown in for good measure. Fortunately she never really sings, but attempts something the Germans call Sprechtstimme (or Sprechgesang). And the accordion -- her trademark -- is almost totally out of audio range.
So, suspend reality and prudery for an hour, and let the Goddess take you where you have never been (let alone never want to have been) before. Well worth the laughs and the snorts... Just leave your accordion in its case...
Some of the references are dated and, perhaps, unfortunately (such as her jokes about Siskel and Ebert). But that is due to unfortunate subsequent events. And we can all still chuckle fondly about two of our favored movie icons.
If you haven't heard Judy Tenuta, her voice is a cross between a Brooklyn Italian housewife and a boozed growl from Lauren Bacall, with a few snorts thrown in for good measure. Fortunately she never really sings, but attempts something the Germans call Sprechtstimme (or Sprechgesang). And the accordion -- her trademark -- is almost totally out of audio range.
So, suspend reality and prudery for an hour, and let the Goddess take you where you have never been (let alone never want to have been) before. Well worth the laughs and the snorts... Just leave your accordion in its case...
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