The Bitch is wack
“My name is Bitch,” stated Bitch during her opening turn for the Indigo Girls November 8 at the Crest Theatre. “I like to state the obvious.” That may be just about the only thing obvious about the artist who always seems to have been known as Bitch, a classically educated actress and violinist turned avant-garde revolutionary lesbian performance artist. Imagine a ménage à trois featuring Sandra Bernhard, Laurie Anderson and Che Guevara.
Bitch was in high spirits at the Crest, given that the Republican juggernaut finally had been defeated in the election the day before. Now that the Democrats have seized control of Congress, Bitch said, it’s up to all us women, witches, bitches, trannies, scrotum toters, glass blowers, dealers, healers and artists to make sure the bastards do their jobs and heed the “Pussy Manifesto.” “Let pussy speak to me through every living thing,” Bitch intoned. “I’m not talking about Bush; I’m talking about pussy, and if you ask me, it’s time to trim the Bush and let the pussy flow!”
This Bitch sure has flavor, and the music ain’t bad either—an eclectic, multilayered blend of synthesizer, tribal percussion (respectively played by Lee Kasari and Gabriel Kubitz) and whatever instrument Bitch happens to find laying around on the stage: violin, bass, maracas, etc. Check out Bitch’s latest album, Make This/Break This, on the Kill Rock Stars label, and don’t miss her headlining engagement 8 p.m. on Sunday, November 19, at Marilyn’s on K, 908 K Street. Tickets are $12.