I Am Not My Mamma

Spending an afternoon in the presence of raconteur Neecole Cockerham is transporting. A trained actress she is also a brilliant and engaging storyteller, taking us from her seemingly innocent childhood through a difficult adolescence, modulating a bouquet of voices - family, friends, enemies, lovers & cops. She is at turns riotously funny (impersonating her Aunt who favors oatmeal made me cackle as I do at only the best comedy,) and elsewhere she narrates catastrophe after accident, but never wallows in self-pity. She is a bouncy, attractive, sexy performer, and tough. Although she does fall into life's dark holes along the way we never feel she's going to succumb. Cockerham is a natural storyteller, and although at times the text could have... full review