Now, she's the nearly unimonikered Bex, who participates in off-kilter comedy events and is profiled in Gothamist. But a long time ago, at Camp Ramah in the Berkshires, she was Becky, which I remember. And I was her counselor. Clearly, I did a stellar job of tutelage. (And with Mark Treitel's show on Bravo, that makes two Ramah alumni in the spotlight this week.)
According to the interview, Bex says that she "grew up nerdy and boring while secretly wanting to be a revolutionary." Say what you want about her current persona, or even about her nerdy past, but that's not the way I remember it. I remember a unique voice, a go-against-the-flow at the expense of social standing, a voice that literally spoke backwards and, at camp talent shows, chose interpretive dance as a medium when the norm was for participants to lip synch songs like "I Will Survive" and "Summer Lovin'." Nerdy in an unpopular way, but we all should have known that she'd emerge from the experience a studied expert on mainstream and the off-the-beaten path culture.
Anyway, enough rhapsody of Bex. Read the article, go to her blog and tell her Counselor Esther sent you.
You're making me weep - WEEP - with emotion. Aw shucks. Shucks shucks shuckity shucks shucks. Thanks, Counselor Esther of Tzrif A-11! You're the greatest!
Posted by: bex schwartz | August 02, 2005 at 12:42 PM
I thought that your brother Simmy was also a VH1 guy, based on...that I've seen him there. He did, of course, tutor me on my characterisation of Sebastian in a Hebrew production of the Little Mermaid.
--adam
Posted by: adam j. sontag | August 03, 2005 at 08:39 AM
Thanks for turning me onto Miss Bex several months ago. She's a friggin riot.
Posted by: Plantation | August 06, 2005 at 01:45 PM