How It Went

Our first faraway show was super cool. It was part of the birthday festivities held in Katrina's honor. (I <3 K.)

The drive there was cool. We stopped in Pasadena for some vegan fast food at Orean's Health Express. That's always fun. Then we drove. Well, Luke did. He doesn't trust me to drive his car, which is precisely the kind of distrust I can dig. I got to play with his new-ish iPhone. My own phone is geriatric, and that option could be cool, but I hate that I will be forced to get an internet plan I don't really need. I hate when someone tells me what I can or can't do. Eff that! I'm free!!! Oh, maybe I do need internet. Without Luke's iPhone, I would have lost the ebay fray that erupted over these hot shoes I had to have. With it, quite happily, I shopped victoriously.

Our room had nice beds and was across the street from Barneys. I tried on one pair of jeans and oodles of fancy dresses. This one by Miu Miu was my fave.

It has a gorgeous grosgrain bow in the back. In it, I was a perfect present. It filled my brain with images of a certain boy unwrapping me...

Electing not to deplete my savings, I purchased the jeans only.

We ate dinner with Katrina, Kayla, and one of their friends at a raw vegan place that took FOREVER to serve us. They also got my juice wrong. Aargh. Luke and I were very frustrated by the wait, but we were happy that the girls liked their food when it finally arrived.

There was another annoying wait for the sound dude to show up at the club. I was falling asleep because I'd enjoyed a mere 12 hours of rest and about 3.5 meals the previous week. In truth, it was less falling asleep than it was falling apart. Katrina helped by gossiping with me. I'm glad that our fans are so smart and cool. With her assistance and inspiration, I made it through. I hoped I hadn't disappointed her. Once upon my pillow, I passed out.

We exchanged our goodbyes in the morning. Sweet Kayla gave me Skinny Bitch for the ride back. It's a great synthesis of information from all of the important books on vegetarianism and health, presented in the meanest possible way--but mean only because it is honest. These authors tell it like it is, like Dr. Phil, but, if you already know how it is, you can just laugh like I did. These foulmouthed bitches are fo' real. They kind of made me yearn to write a book. I think about such things from time to time, when music is not really happening. I don't know if it's healthy, if it's appropriate...

I don't know how to advance my career, but I know how I want to live. I would rather not fantasize about possible forks in the road. Would prefer a convergence.

Our First Faraway Show

Sooooo I removed my last blog. Apparently I was wrong about that situation. I was freaking out over something very small. I am a drama queen sometimes, and I need to learn how to rein myself in. Truly. If I don't, I will crush every seedling before one has a chance to peek out from the soil.

I finally enjoyed a normal night's sleep. I don't feel as enervated as I probably should feel after days of self-induced craziness. Somehow I am in good health. When I was at the doctor's office yesterday morning, I was in SUCH a state that I was surprised my heartbeat actually registered on the machine. That it was in a healthy range was even more unbelievable to me.

We are getting ready for Vegas. Packing up. Leaving tomorrow. Our first faraway show. The first of many???

Fingers crossed.

Love,
Dramargot

I mean to fill up on this feeling!

Woohoo for last night and the new moon in Leo! All of the bands had me shaking it up in the bowling lanes backstage. Various members of Seasons caught me and a dear friend executing some hilarious dance moves. There were some incredible conversations as well. I even helped a friend of a friend secure a sushi date for Sunday. We were so pleased we squealed.

I don't think I've ever had as much fun playing as I did twenty-one hours ago. People were smiling and dancing straightaway, which was amazing for a 1:20 start. Several people closed their eyes and swayed to better absorb our mellifluousness. Some mouthed the words. I was totally jazzed and fed off of that energy. Such enthusiastic applause, too! I even screamed during the last song, "Portable," which was shocking because it was well past my bedtime, but it was certainly appropriate given the atmosphere. We were all really grooving that new tune so seriously, clapping and rocking out so hard that it didn't seem to be a song no one had ever heard before, nor did it seem to be closing time.

The newbies definitely left an impression. We already have requests for recordings of them, and, as you may have guessed, these do not yet exist. We're on it, peeps!

That fun was followed up with plenty of parking lot socializing. I was in such good spirits that I didn't mind when we got lost on the way back to our new studio. Luke was saying eff this and eff that, but I was in heaven.

I didn't get to bed until 5, but, for some reason, I opened my eyes at 8:48 this morning. I have been too hyper to nap, so now I will attempt sleep.