Here is the first thing you should know about Carol Channing's 2009 album of negro spirituals and assorted Lord-praising:
And here are 27 more things:
Tour de force! God don't like ugly, but he looooves croaky.
From skimming her memoir, Just Lucky I Guess, I know that Channing used to sing negro spirituals with her father, whom she thinks may have had a black mother. It seems ridiculous that snowy white Carol Channing may be at least a quarter black, but whatever, it's her life. Even if that is true, though, it's absurd that this woman would commit to tape the line, "I'm gonna be the cotton-pickin' rage of the age." But then again, if this whole damn thing weren't absurd (I purchased it as a result of becoming vaguely interested in her after seeing the overall underwhelming documentary Carol Channing: Larger Than Life and then listening to the album's ridiculous clips on Amazon), I wouldn't have taken the time to mine it for moments.