“I have my songwriter group on Tuesday, and I do not have a song,” she says of her monthly meetup with a handful of friends, designed to light a creative fire under everyone’s ass. The same is true for Everett in this three-day wellness diary, where ’70s soul warms up a frigid walk. And all of us-in the audience, on the couch-get to bask in the raucous glory. (In addition to her 2015 Comedy Central special, Gynecological Wonder, she has toured with Amy Schumer, turned up in the original Sex and the City movie, and played a karaoke-slaying mother in 2017’s Patti Cake$.) The aforementioned bosom aside, there’s another elemental through line: “For Sam and for Bridget, there is a connection to the world through the world of music,” Everett says. She is calling from home on the Upper West Side, not far from the restaurant jobs she juggled for years while building momentum onstage. “Big tits with a tender underbelly? I think that's what they have in common,” Everett says, laughing. There is Bridget the downtown cabaret legend-spangled, sweaty, outrageously mesmerizing-who channels the collective id with lyrics like “What I gotta do to get that dick in my mouth?” Meanwhile, on Somebody Somewhere, her semi-autobiographical show now quietly winning hearts on HBO, she plays Sam, a forty-something woman adrift in her Kansas hometown, who comes alive at an after-hours variety show, belting out power ballads from her high school songbooks. What makes a feel-good show? Bridget Everett has figured it out, via two tonally distinct personas.
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