East Atlanta Elaine Stritch

In Stephen Sondheim’s Company, Elaine Stritch plays a cynical, upper-middle class housewife who sings a bitter toast to the shallow emptiness of upper-middle class life.

What if she were an Atlanta Indie-rock scenestress bored by the shallow emptiness of the Indie-rock scene?

It might look a little something ... like this...

(Turns back to audience, slicks hair back, then turns around again "in character.")

I’d like to propose a toast!

Here’s to the ladies who dunch—
Everybody rock.
Lounging in black t-shirts
Or wearing a bunch
Of Goodwill’s finest frocks.
2 PBRs,
3 Bloody Marys
And then a shot.
Helps dull the pain
After a piercing,
Another ring in their twat.
--Does anyone still pierce their twat?
I’ll drink to that.

And here’s to the girls who go grrr!
Don’t they have such cred?
Growling in a punk band
And dying their fur
A violent shade of red.
So in control
And self-assertive.
Won’t take no shit.
They love to sneer
While fellas leer
“Check out my empowered tits.”
Let’s have a Schlitz.

And how ‘bout the girls who just pose,
Here’s a quick shout-out.
Prancing in their boutique
By Bill Hallman clothes
And jaded, rich girl pout.
Spend half the show
At the bar smoking,
Hipper than thou.
Part of the scene
Just to be seen,
Slumming with the lowbrow.
Lets toast them now!