The album, Butcher, is a great first impression of Rhea Butcher, and it is out this August 19th. Butcher explains that she’s always been a vegetarian even, “in utero.” When she accidentally ate pepperoni for the first time, she describes the taste as, “a spicy belt.” She loves animals so much that she cried while watching Who Framed Roger Rabbit. She is an only child with divorced parents. She enjoys biking and baseball. She is also mistaken often for a boy instead of a 30 something year old woman. The situations are specific to Butcher’s experience, and yet, the observations are funny.
Rhea Butcher will waste no time in addressing who she is: a lesbian and a vegetarian. The humor in this head-on confrontation is found in her name and the name of her album, Butcher. Already, she states, “I am butch-er than all you.” The irony is not lost on her, as she points out, but it is lost in her diet. She quips, “My muscles are made of sunflower seeds and hope.” Butcher’s choice in words to describe herself are both self deprecating and clever.
The words also form a very visual sense in her observations. She describes the poignant difference between cat and dogs, “I didn’t know that you could have an animal that could appreciate you.” She describes board games as the worst toy to buy a child with no siblings. Her jokes ring true and visually stand-out. She can manifests the image of an apathetic cat or the image of a kid playing Hungry, Hungry Hippos with no one. They are actually humorous to imagine.
Another visual point Butcher picks on is her own physicality. She hopes for gray hair after several interactions where she is mistaken as a little boy. On an airplane, a flight attendant asked, “What would you like, young man?” Butcher declares whenever she gets on a plane, she now announces, “I’m a woman!” Another time, she was ID’d at a convenient store in order to purchase a lighter. Upon finding out there’s no age restrictions on such transactions, she ponders if the clerk assumed she had been, “three infants stacked on each other, put on a jean jacket, and waddled into 7-Eleven.” The imagery is there, and it is the backbone of her joke telling.
Rhea Butcher makes the audience see the jokes, and it works. The audience is laughing throughout. Even when she riffs on them for likely being a bunch of lizard pet owners, a healthy crowd response can be heard. The album is vivid. Listening to the album, Butcher, you can see the impression being made, and it is delightful.
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