Edith Clifford

Singing.

Edith Clifford followed and took the house by force, the hit of the bill, In a position entirely disproportionate with her results. Miss Clifford has a grown-up manner of putting over wise wit. Her gowns are lavish and her songs are snappy — the lyrics smell of Blanche Merrill or someone who should be nearly as well known. One error in showmanship comes In Miss Clifford leaving the stage for an unnecessary change while a pale pianist drools a pathetic ballad about mother being the beat friend after all. This breaks the strain, and Miss Clifford has to start all over again. If she remained on throughout and pyramided her numbers she would be strong enough for next-to-closing on the fastest of bills. She is one comedienne who can sing an Irish comedy song without imitating Emma Carus!

Variety, 54:9 (04/25/1919)