she’s an agent of chaos. Rather than tackling current events or playing with modern archetypes as her colleagues do, Sherman has managed to remain disgusting, strange, and confrontational.
She adopted the stage name Sarah Squirm, inspired by a high-school nickname. A couple of her friends ran a record label and booked her for gigs as a comedian alongside a bunch of noise musicians. “I was doing basement shows with bands literally called Piss Piss Piss Moan Moan Moan.
For an “alternative” comic , she has an old-school, workmanlike attitude about comedy. “If someone’s a nurse and they’re going to the Comedy Cellar on a Thursday night and they paid $30 and a two-drink minimum to be there, give them a show,” she says. She dresses about the same onstage and off: Today she’s wearing heavy black boots that stick out from under a pair of blue, orange, and pink patchwork pants with an acid trip of a shirt layered beneath a crocheted rainbow vest.
She’s no longer sure which name she wants to go by. While she’s caught somewhere in between, she’s fielding other calls. On New Year’s Eve, she was inYou Are SO Not Invited to My Bat Mitzvah!November “Weekend Update” segment