In this piece, I performed Lenny Bruce’s entire 2 hour show from 1961 from beginning to end, speaking the language as I was hearing it over headphones.  Viewers only heard my attempts to keep up with Bruce’s blistering pace.  In the gaps, the constant slippage between his words and my attempts to speak them, I attempt to reach and extract a historical embodied knowledge–mother wit, a Jewish sensibility about the world–that runs, like a river, underneath the language.