Her act contains more swearing and sexual references than the entire work of Tarantino and Cronenberg put together... But like a ravenous crowd in front of a table full of cream cakes, they simply scoffed the lot. The Independent
Sigh... One day someone will write sweet words like that about me....
Jo Brand is the UK's number 1 female stand-up. If you've not heard of her, it's because absolutely none of her shit is available in the U.S. Something about her sardonic monologues about periods, gluttony, smoking, boozing, and male inadequacy not quite translating for an American audience. Whatever. I know you bitchez would love her.
But! A small taste of the Brand can be heard here at the BBC, where she is hosting Radio Two's The Music Club. The Music Show for the non-expert. It's just an hour long, and got a great line-up of diverse tunes and a condense history of each genre (Ska, Reggae, Punk, Motown, and even a spot of Jazz) interspersed with her wit. Great stuff for "doing the housework" to or, as Brand has it, "put your feet up and have a cup of tea" to. Oh, and this is not for people who poo-poo the compilation album or a buffet approach to musicology.
(Oh, and do not be put off by the 1 minute of Billy Joel at the beginning--blegh--the show begins about 2 minutes in)
I am a massive fan of Radio Two (which was the channel for Old People when I was a teenager.... Gulp...) and you can listen to any of their shows one week after it originally airs. If you want something else with a bit of British wit and great music, try Jonathan Ross's show which makes me pee my knick-knocks every Saturday morning while I do the ironing (actually the ironing is a ruse to listen to Jonathan Ross. Yes. that does mean I am not kidding about the ironing.)