This seemed rare: comedian Tig Notaro told a really good double mastectomy joke Monday afternoon in the dance tent. She said she had to get her breasts removed, because after years of saying negative things about them, they conspired to kill her.
Comedy about cancer can be freeing and leveling. This was that. And her bemused delivery and radical use of silence were on point. The way she let jokes hang hypnotized about 900 people and got a positive life-feeling in the air at the Gorge. Granted they all looked exhausted from days of “partying” but it was remarkable how everyone did what she told them to. Painted faces standing up and sitting down, doing staring contests and absurd screaming exercises. But everyone was in on the joke. She swirled part of the universe into a her rhythm for 45 minutes.
On the way out of Sasquatch!, I watched a few songs performed by Cody ChestnuTT mainly so I could register visually what his “Landing On A Hundred” album looked like. I’ve been playing that modern soul record at my house. I must say the band sounds exactly like the record, whatever that’s worth! And then I left! Because four days is a long festival. It was a good one.
See you next year, Sasquatch.