New Yorkers sure do love to slum it. We love ourselves some trash food, and especially when it comes with a Southern accent. A kind of hypnosis overtakes us when Southern people open their mouths – and before long, we’re thinking pork rinds and chess pie might be just what we’ve been missing. All of which the very smart and sassy off-Broadway musical The Great American Trailer Park Musical knows too. You put three blonde and buxom women in lawn chairs facing an audience – and soon as they open their mouths, they know you’re going to listen to every sordid detail. Furthermore, we’re talking trailer park in Florida – a state which, as everyone now realizes, provides the same opportunity for national soul-searching once held by West Virginia. With characters named Linoleum, Pickles, Norbert and Pippi, and musical numbers titled “This Side of the Tracks,” “It Doesn’t Take A Genius,” and “That’s Why I Love My Man,” The Great American Trailer Park Musical satisfies some of the same cravings previously sated in years past by theatrical vehicles such as Greater Tuna and its siblings. Moreover, this cast can sing, and particularly Linda Hart, Orfeh, and Kaitlin Hopkins, all three of whom raise the roof on this trailer park, while Leslie Kritzer gives a gut-busting comedic performance in the role of Pickles, surely the dumbest blonde ever in a region where dumb is a birthright. By the show’s end, a life-affirming inspirational titled “(Make Like a Nail) And Press On,” not only does The Great American Trailer Park Musical provide yet another example of the plethora of talent congregating in New York, but this show reminds us there ain’t nothing like the South when you want good dirt.