Catch-up time again? Ah, well...
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slipjig3It's proving to be a bear getting around to updating these days. But I'm here now, so....
1) *cough* *cough* *hack* *cough* This respiratory distress is getting quite boring, thank you very much.
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rafaela and I ventured out to open mike on Thursday night, our first night out of the apartment together in what seems like weeks. Instead of our usual Thursday haunt, we tried the mike at Caffe Lena's in Saratoga, which I dare say was the best open mike I've ever attended in terms of overall quality. Yes, there were a few duds here and there, but overall, it was a phenomenal (and hyuge-o-mongous) crowd. The one uneasy moment came when one otherwise hysterical guy doing standup made a crack about "fat girls wearing belly shirts that say 'Hottie' on them" Anna got hers back when we finally took the stage, 14th on the roster (like I said, hyuge-o-mongous crowd); after introducing us, she said, "Well, I was going to wear my 'Hottie' shirt today..."—big laugh there from the audience—"...but then my guardian angel said, 'Bitch, you make Mama Cass look like Joan Baez. If you weren't Jewish, there'd be a ham sandwich with your name on it.'" Ouch.
Oh, and they loved us. First, Anna floored them by singing Daniel Lanois' "O Marie" in Quebecois, while I did about as much with the song's one chord as I could. Then we dragged out "Just Dropped In (To See What Condition My Condition Was In)" yet again; luckily, no one there was a fellow Rock Hill Bakehouse refugee, so it went over well. 'Twas a good thing.
3) I still hate money. Hate it, hate it, hate it.
4) Who do I need to bribe to get the ferking temperature in this apartment into the double digits, anyway? This is seriously damaging my natural happy-go-lucky attitude.
5) Confidential to readers who shall remainfelisdemens and rhiacat: We got the CDs! *happydance* Thank you thank you thank you! We love 'em!
1) *cough* *cough* *hack* *cough* This respiratory distress is getting quite boring, thank you very much.
2)
rafaela and I ventured out to open mike on Thursday night, our first night out of the apartment together in what seems like weeks. Instead of our usual Thursday haunt, we tried the mike at Caffe Lena's in Saratoga, which I dare say was the best open mike I've ever attended in terms of overall quality. Yes, there were a few duds here and there, but overall, it was a phenomenal (and hyuge-o-mongous) crowd. The one uneasy moment came when one otherwise hysterical guy doing standup made a crack about "fat girls wearing belly shirts that say 'Hottie' on them" Anna got hers back when we finally took the stage, 14th on the roster (like I said, hyuge-o-mongous crowd); after introducing us, she said, "Well, I was going to wear my 'Hottie' shirt today..."—big laugh there from the audience—"...but then my guardian angel said, 'Bitch, you make Mama Cass look like Joan Baez. If you weren't Jewish, there'd be a ham sandwich with your name on it.'" Ouch.Oh, and they loved us. First, Anna floored them by singing Daniel Lanois' "O Marie" in Quebecois, while I did about as much with the song's one chord as I could. Then we dragged out "Just Dropped In (To See What Condition My Condition Was In)" yet again; luckily, no one there was a fellow Rock Hill Bakehouse refugee, so it went over well. 'Twas a good thing.
3) I still hate money. Hate it, hate it, hate it.
4) Who do I need to bribe to get the ferking temperature in this apartment into the double digits, anyway? This is seriously damaging my natural happy-go-lucky attitude.
5) Confidential to readers who shall remain
felisdemens and rhiacat: We got the CDs! *happydance* Thank you thank you thank you! We love 'em!
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Date: 2004-12-05 12:01 am (UTC)Even if you record on a dinky microphone into a wav editor... give us something... PLEASE!