We live in a time when there is so much TV available to stream that you could spend the rest of your life scrolling past viable options and never actually engage. There are reboots and remakes and IP creations and prestige shows and famous actors making so much noise, driving you to commit to something and finally click play (or however remotes work now).

One of the consequences of this, besides the industry probably collapsing one day, is that smaller, quieter shows can sometimes get lost in the avalanche (Lost in the Avalanche sounds like an upcoming Lost spin-off). That’s why I am here, a great hero (woman who watches a lot of TV) representing the underdogs (underwatched television) to make sure that everyone knows about the lovely Somebody Somewhere. The third and final season has just begun, with new episodes dropping weekly.

The show is loosely autobiographical, based on the life of comedian and cabaret performer Bridget Everett, who plays Sam, a talented singer who is back in her tiny Kansas home town after caring for her terminally ill sister. We join her when she is full of grief, uncertainty and loneliness. We also join just as she hits it off with Joel, a sweet gay man who runs an underground event called Choir Practice. Choir Practice is a performance group where all the queers and weirdos in the town hang out, MC’d by the charming Fred Rococo........

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