In the September issue of Country Roads Magazine:She had me at “hosepipe.”
When Sherelle Dantin, one of the many characters brought to life by Anne Galjour in her one-woman play Hurricane at the Bayou Playhouse in Lockport, offers “Then I'm calling the Alligator Patrol to come hosepipe the blood” as a part of her plan to shoot a reptilian invader in her yard, I knew this story was in the hands of someone who truly knows the language of down-the-bayou Cajuns. Louisiana works its way into the hearts and minds of many a storyteller. It is a place of congeniality, originality, sensuality and mystery. The thread running through all that is a very peculiar use of the language, and when someone gets it wrong, it is glaringly wrong. Galjour gets it right.
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At first listen, the disc seems like the work of an ardent Randy Newman admirer, but as soon as you are comfortable, Bobby Lounge takes you down a rabbit hole of frank sexuality and small-town existence, like if Jerry Lee Lewis narrated the local police beat.
Read more about Bobby Lounge, Hurray for the Riff Raff, Magnolia Beacon, and Why Are We Building Such a Big Ship?
Also be sure to read my good friend Chip's article on Studio in the Country
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