
There is no lack of clever commentary about issues of sex, class, and race that give the show its bite. References fly fast and furious, so the slow and methodical should be warned to listen up the first time because this isn’t The Tonight Show with Jay Leno. (Don't believe me? Check out these free samples.) Hampton hits on the questions everyone is asking themselves these days: What were those American Apparel models thinking to begin with? How does one go about getting a supporting part in a Tyler Perry movie? And what would the lives of Mimi and Roger from Rent be like today without all the drugs and AIDS and stuff? Perhaps the high point of the evening is B.Y.O.B.G.Y.N., a love letter to low-cost women’s health services and doing self exams that revisits the tune of Elton John’s “Your Song.” Hampton is up and down, back and forth, dancing and singing throughout the whole show with hardly a pause for breath and is incredibly engaging as a performer.
Best of all the characters she plays on stage are beginning to coalesce into a more unified whole. The influence of Sandra Bernhard’s work is clear, but Hampton delivers something less brooding whose sometime thematic bleakness is packaged in a deceptive smile and giggle as well as all that comes with the glitter and feathers and glamor. She’s less starstruck, but has no trouble demonstrating that sexy women are very capable of being very, very funny. Catch her now on the way up this weekend.
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