“It’s not every network that’s calling up a perimenopausal woman who sings cabaret to do a TV show,” she said. “Real fuckin’ cheesy.” Another necklace had “No. “It’s a reminder to fuckin’ seize it, make it count,” she said. The emblem, she told me, was inspired by the self-help slogan “Dreams don’t have deadlines,” popularized by LL Cool J. The hoodie was printed with a big lightning bolt, to match her lightning-bolt necklace and tote bag. She wore a black tank top with a hoodie tied around her waist. “Back in the old days, you’d say, ‘I like having that pussy power behind the camera,’ but now you’d just say, ‘I like having that feminine energy,’ ” Everett said with a laugh, then headed out to the parking lot. “Just a day in the life.”Īfter watching a few takes, she introduced me to the cinematographer, a woman. When a showrunner told her about the crematorium delay, she let out a hoot. “I lean toward these,” she said, choosing the orange and red.
The next day, she would film a scene in which her friends meet for poker and edibles. A crew guy asked her to choose between two baggies of fake pot gummies, one orange and red and the other green and yellow. She had come to the funeral-home set in her capacity as an executive producer. She plays a more withdrawn version of herself named Sam, a would-be diva trapped in small-town America. “Somebody Somewhere” has required Everett to close Pandora’s box, only to open it again by degrees.
She’s a hot mess who has utter control over a room. Onstage, Everett drifts from meandering, half-melancholy tales about her dysfunctional childhood (her mother is a recovering alcoholic, and her father was largely absent) into sensuous power ballads. “I could not follow her,” Schumer told me. Patti LuPone once stood up mid-show at Joe’s Pub and yelled, “There is no one like you.” She later invited Everett to duet with her at Carnegie Hall, and the two are now developing a Broadway double act called “Knockouts.” Schumer featured Everett on her sketch show “Inside Amy Schumer” and took her on comedy tours, not as an opening act but as a closing one. The alternative-cabaret scene is not a typical route to stardom, but Everett has plenty of influential admirers. Years ago, during a phone interview-she called me from a nude beach, where she was hanging out with Amy Schumer-she described her stage persona as “a crazy maniac who doesn’t get laid enough, so I have to put my sexual energy somewhere.” In her 2015 Comedy Central special, “Gynecological Wonder,” Everett lurches into the audience, trickles a glass of water over a spectator’s bald head, then thrusts her fingers into his mouth, singing, “I’m coming for you.” Her blowsy sexuality is less a weapon than an invitation to feel as uninhibited as she does. She talks about sloppy sex, having abortions after sloppy sex, getting blackout drunk, the many varieties of “titties,” her genitalia, her parents’ genitalia, her audience members’ genitalia-but it’s all too joyful to feel especially transgressive. In a signature song, she belts, “What I gotta do to get that dick in my mouth?” and then makes everyone sing along. Traditionally, she ends the show by picking a man out of the crowd and sitting on his face.Įverything about Everett is large: her pipes (she studied operatic voice in college), her libido, her stage presence, and her body, which she uses as gelignite to spark a crowd into a willing frenzy. In her live shows, which she and her band, the Tender Moments, perform regularly at Joe’s Pub, the cabaret arm of the Public Theatre, she prowls the audience in skimpy, outrageous outfits, guzzling Chardonnay from a bottle and burying spectators’ faces in her bosom. “Everybody be on your best behavior.” No. 1 on the call sheet was Bridget Everett, the forty-nine-year-old comedian, vocalist, and, as she likes to describe herself, “regionally recognized cabaret singer.” Everett is the star of “Somebody Somewhere,” which premières this month and is largely based on her life and her home town of Manhattan, Kansas.Įverett is not known for staying on her best behavior, or even her better behavior. “No. 1 is here,” the assistant director announced. After a few takes, another combustive force entered the room.
BRIDGET EVERETT WEIGHT LOSS SERIES
The new series “Somebody Somewhere” was shooting at a funeral home, and the fumes had flustered a lighting guy. One June day in Romeoville, Illinois, a small town outside Chicago, an HBO crew ran into an unexpected obstacle: smoke billowing from a crematorium.
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