| Tammy Andersons Itchy Clacker |
| Written by Jan Chandler |
| Friday, 06 April 2007 09:16 |
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Anderson effortlessly creates a kaleidoscope of characters; a twist of a limb, a tweak of the voice and they are there on stage. A reddened and puffed up face and we see a seventeen month old desperately trying to 'perform' in front of the whole family. A hunched back, a clawed hand held tightly to the body, a cracking voice and there's Nan, one of the memorable characters from Anderson's autobiographical, one woman show, I Don't Want to Play House (which has toured nationally and internationally). Blink however and you'll miss her as the characters tumble rapidly over each other. A deep, shaky voice singing country and western and you're in a pub listening to an drunken old man sing his heart out. Next instant you're at home watching your father and his partner rockin' round the lounge room to their favourite record of J O'K. Anderson is a consummate comic performer who brings to her comedy an earthiness and a loving acceptance of living in a body and relating to all those other characters that fill our lives. Hers is a comedy that encourages you to laugh with rather than laugh at.
This is home-grown, Indigenous comedy created in a way that is sure to get everyone laughing, and we all know that laughter is good for the soul. If you enjoy a good comic yarn then don't miss this show.
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Who hasn't experienced an itchy clacker? Unmentionable or funny as this shared experience may be, it is only a starting point for Tammy Anderson. With lots of love and laughter Tammy takes her audience on a journey from potty training, back through childbirth, to her experiences of growing up in Tasmania. In her home town the public phone books inevitably migrated to the loo where the ink from the pages tended to irritate sensitive mooms (bottoms).



