Katie Goodman: I Didn't F*ck It Up

Full of the sort of left-wing platitudes that could send you fascist, Katie Goodman's well-meaning but artless hour of musical comedy only has its good intentions to recommend it. Frontwoman of the equally insipid Broad Comedy troupe, the New York-based singer-songwriter had a significant YouTube hit with her opening number, "I Didn't F*ck It Up", a clarion call for solidarity with anyone who isn't The Man.

But in terms of satirical wit or insight into the problems affecting the world, it's about as powerful and effective as her appeal for everyone to turn to their neighbour and sing that no, they didn't fuck “it” up either. Neutering her tunes of any import, Goodman tends to see the world in a simplistic, binary field of good and bad, repeatedly failing to offer concrete examples of her oppressors, while indulging in the sort of first-world problem bleating that yearns for cosy empathy but engenders zero sympathy – not least because she over-relies on the frazzled, multi-tasking mom shtick.

Suggesting that the vilest homophobes are probably gay is about as subtextually sharp as she seems capable of. Her pastiches of musical styles are uniformly tired and clichéd, though it should be pointed out by way of mitigation that she has an absolutely stunning soprano vocal when called upon. Ultimately, though, Goodman is blind to her own entrenchment and intolerance, dismissing all conservatives with the humourless: “Yes, my heart bleeds but that's because I have one.”