The audience gasped and no sooner had we begun to process what had happened then something extremely brilliant happened: having established that the gentleman was unhurt, Everett remained seated on the stage, clutching the poor guy to her not unimpressive bosom like an injured bird and reflexively began a five minute stream-of-consciousness riff of exceptional, turbo-charged creativity that was nothing short of stunning. Bridget Everett photographed by David Kimelman
To the extent that there was a plan, everything appeared to be to be sticking to it, then something extremely unexpected happened: as the song was nearing its finish, Bridget Everett dropped something much worse than a note or a cue, she dropped the man-nearly on his head-and together they fell to the floor in a big unscripted heap. In an extreme twist on the stand-up comic’s device of using an audience member as a prop, Miss Everett first charmed him out of his shirt, (she is nothing if not persuasive, along with many other qualities that are most useful to an entertainer) and proceeded to physically pick him up, put him over her shoulder and carry him back to the stage, all the while singing the song without missing a note. As she began the ballad “Why Don’t You Kiss Me?,” the singer/comedienne made her way into the audience (as she is wont to do) and targeted a particularly attractive young man.
#BRIDGET EVERETT PUSSY FULL#
Half-way through the recent Joe’s Pub debut of Rock Bottom, Bridget Everett’s terrific new show which was written in collaboration with musical theater titans Marc Shaiman and Scott Wittman (Hairspray, Smash), along with Adam “Ad-Rock” Horovitz of the Beastie Boys, the audience had the opportunity to witness the full range of Everett’s particular brand of show business alchemy in just one song.
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