Yesterday I was graced with some assistance from my talented sister, a journalist and professional modern dancer. I tend to get all my big workouts onstage in 4 inch heels. Yowza. So she and I agreed a bit of prep for our longer set on Fri Feb. 19 might not be a terribly bad idea…
We rented a studio for two hours in San Francisco, went through the 14 song set for Friday’s show, and boogied. She coached my butt twirling and hip swiveling, I am pretty amazed at how much boogie there is in her booty, I thought I had the premium on that. She gave me pearls like “your show looks exhausting, how bout let’s use our changes of direction intentionally for effect” and “maybe don’t salute more than once a show” that kind of thing….
…..and then we did these cah-razy pilates sit ups etc which burned my bones. Thank you Sister of Mine.

Walked past a bar last night, saw 15 faces I haven’t seen in years, scared the daylights out of me so I ran away. I came back later and there was a lot of sweetness in the air.

Plus, I got to talk shop with a couple musicians I Really Respect. Sweet.

Get some booty tonight!! Roses are for real lovers, but I’m sure you can find a friendly freak… We’ll be on 107.7 The Bone at Midnight tonight. Nothing tooooooo sapppppppy I promise :)