when we are talking about female physical comedians, are we just having another aesthetic quibble?
The problems in the discussion are just what comes up and wht doesn't -- because the semi-public discussion is always shaped in strange ways by the electronic medium, time, and the participants. And these participants picked up an interesting set of alternatives to light verse as the ground to talk about funny poetry. But it doesn't include performance in an interesting way. And my concern is that --beyond "women can't carry a broad comedy"
[gotta poem at dusie with that line, but -- where is it --doubtless online -- while looking for it found this review again
http://kristimaxwell.blogspot.com/2006/07/experiencing-ofcatherine-dalys-locket.html
ah here it is, I type before searching the dusie archive directly:
http://www.dusie.org/daly.html]
this verges on phyical humor isn't funny, because it is a women's body sorta thing;
Sylvia Fine not Danny Kaye, Ruth Draper not ...
also remins me of that bad post-Wanda python movie in a zoo with Jamie Lee Curtis where the pythons came off more as Benny Hill than as ... anyone else, reminding us that the BBC in the 60s included mostly cute women as set dressing.
sylvia fine -- where are the lyrics? not online, that's for sure
did she write shortnin bread?
Mammy's gonna to make a little short'nin' bread;
That ain't all she's gonna to do,
Mammy's gonna to make a little coffee, too.
Chorus:
|: Mammy's little baby loves short'nin', short'nin',
Mammy's little baby loves short'nin' bread. :|
Three little chillun, lying in bed,
Two was sick an' the other 'most dead;
Sent for the doctor, the doctor said,
"Feed those chillun on short'nin' bread."
Chorus:
Snuck in the kitchen, lifted the lead,
Filled my pockets full of short'nin' bread;
Stole the skillet, stole the lead,
Stole the gal makin' short'nin' bread.
Chorus:
Caught me with the skillet, caught me with the lead,
Caught me with the gal makin' short'nin' bread;
Paid six dollars for the skillet, six dollars for the lead,
Spent six months in jail eatin' short'nin' bread.
The problems in the discussion are just what comes up and wht doesn't -- because the semi-public discussion is always shaped in strange ways by the electronic medium, time, and the participants. And these participants picked up an interesting set of alternatives to light verse as the ground to talk about funny poetry. But it doesn't include performance in an interesting way. And my concern is that --beyond "women can't carry a broad comedy"
[gotta poem at dusie with that line, but -- where is it --doubtless online -- while looking for it found this review again
http://kristimaxwell.blogspot.com/2006/07/experiencing-ofcatherine-dalys-locket.html
ah here it is, I type before searching the dusie archive directly:
http://www.dusie.org/daly.html]
this verges on phyical humor isn't funny, because it is a women's body sorta thing;
Sylvia Fine not Danny Kaye, Ruth Draper not ...
also remins me of that bad post-Wanda python movie in a zoo with Jamie Lee Curtis where the pythons came off more as Benny Hill than as ... anyone else, reminding us that the BBC in the 60s included mostly cute women as set dressing.
sylvia fine -- where are the lyrics? not online, that's for sure
did she write shortnin bread?
Mammy's gonna to make a little short'nin' bread;
That ain't all she's gonna to do,
Mammy's gonna to make a little coffee, too.
Chorus:
|: Mammy's little baby loves short'nin', short'nin',
Mammy's little baby loves short'nin' bread. :|
Three little chillun, lying in bed,
Two was sick an' the other 'most dead;
Sent for the doctor, the doctor said,
"Feed those chillun on short'nin' bread."
Chorus:
Snuck in the kitchen, lifted the lead,
Filled my pockets full of short'nin' bread;
Stole the skillet, stole the lead,
Stole the gal makin' short'nin' bread.
Chorus:
Caught me with the skillet, caught me with the lead,
Caught me with the gal makin' short'nin' bread;
Paid six dollars for the skillet, six dollars for the lead,
Spent six months in jail eatin' short'nin' bread.
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