Humor

BOOBS!

BOOBS! is my original one-woman musical comedy act featuring me playing various instruments and singing my original songs.

Until now my claim to fame (well in jazz circles at least) has been as a Juilliard-trained saxophonist, flautist and piccolo player (See ABOUT).

Well, two years ago I decided it was time to settle down and find myself a nice solid job with a salary. For the musicians out there reading this, a “salary” is this thing called regular pay, where you get a fixed amount of money to live off of if you do work for someone called “the man”. It brings lots of job security and health benefits, two things that I’ve never had in my life.

I applied for a job in Montana (where I lived at the time), and believing that my qualifications were at least above-average, ¬†I thought I’d at least get an interview. To my dismay, this organization was being run by mostly older white men with a patriarchal mindset and I was sent the ol’ “best of luck” email.

See, I’ve been a woman in a male-dominated field since I began playing music, which has never really bothered me. But at this particular moment I became furious at the status quo, and knew I was being denied something because of my gender. At this moment I had two choices: get on Facebook and have an embarrassing public meltdown OR start writing music about it. I chose the latter and boy am I glad I did!

Cue “BOOBS!” I began writing songs about all sorts of women-related topics: mansplaining, income disparity, boobs, menstruation, abortion, religion/politics, and body image. I’d play these songs for my friends in Montana and began to discover that I was actually funny! These songs snowballed into a full blown musical called “BOOBS: The Musical” for which I organized¬†a reading in NYC featuring an all-Broadway cast.

A friend of mine thought the show as great, but also thought that it could be done as a one-woman show with me at the helm. At first I thought, “NO, not ME? I’m not meant to play funny songs and sing them at the piano! I went to Juilliard Jazz and that is what I do!” But upon further reflection, I decided that you never know if you’re meant to be a musical comic until you try so I said what the heck.

So here we go with this one-woman show filled with side-splitting debauchery and raw honesty. Click on the videos to learn more.