Saturday, August 30, 2008

Where Am I Gigging? Someone Should Know....

Long hard night with much Rock. I learned some things too. The first and most important being, Paul and I have a gig tomorrow (Sunday). At The Brookside, north of Stillwater from 2-5.

I had thought I would be playing tomorrow, but I had myself down with a differnt band, at a different venue. It was a bit of a surprise, I can tell you. I'm happy, I love the Brookside, outdoors, great place. I don't seem to have noted this on our website tho, and I certainly never mentioned it to Paul. I am guessing that The Mighty Fitz told me about it, I accepted, and then promptly forgot the matter. Or Fitz forgot to tell me. (I am pretty sure it is the former, things got pretty hectic for a while)

Tonight was much fun, but it was 85 out, and the air conditioner was out. Not good for working in. People are hot, we get hotter, and it's hard to play, feels like walking thru honey. And drains you. Quickly. Still, a good show. We had a lot of people how up late, third set, which is a short one, and they wanted more...I think they decided to come , en masse, to the show tomorrow, which is nice.

It would be nice to see people there. Especially if it was somone who wanted to handle Cabal while we played. (Hi Aleta!!!!!!!!) I promised him an outing, so I need to bring him. He will be dissapointed he can't wear his costume tho...

I'll leave you with a story to curl up with, as I sispect I will be a Zombie tomorrow night, and I am going on Monday to play with Bedlam, and get my first Bagpipe lesson...

Love and Heat,
Lorraine


Tonight we dance.


The invitations were sent far and wide, the spiders will spread the news. Vampire, Ghost, Fey, Banshee, all Creatures of the night, come and dance with us. We shall whirl across the floor, you and I , never still, never silent. Candles that never burn low, sweet wine for the taking, dresses with lace, and leather, lips as red as blood, and our hair , long and dark and shining.

Yes , tonight we dance, and all are welcome.

But , perhaps, not the others, anymore that they ever are. One in a hundred of Them will ever understand, and we would welcome them, if we could understand them. Or they us.

Why do they fear us? Hunt us? Burn us and stake us? We would not hurt them. Often. And not intentionally. Their legends and myths have been handed down for to long and have , as legends and myths do, changed and grown. ( look what they have done with Christ, and Buddha and Allah and Yeweh )

Don't they know that the Loup-Garou is far more beautiful in her wolf skin than in her girl skin? So strong and sleek and wild and free...

And the Vampire, so dark and pale. Why are they thought so greedy ? As if they would drain all the blood from a body, a taste, a glass as it were of wine finer than any made on earth. Don't they know the love, and the closeness, teeth on neck, breast to breast, hip to hip, bone against bone. Do they not make love the same way?

And if some of the Fey will growl and claw, and crunch ,well, if they would but take the time to know them, and to find out the why all the growling and clawing, and crunching , they might understand the reasons better. Much like understanding anyone.... We all have our quirks and bad days. Some faerie will beguile and trick, and will play music to dance forever to, but it's all in fun and if they would dance forever, might they not be better for it?.

The Banshee sing with joy , letting the houses know that soon, soon, one of their own will be free, free to fly the night sky, dance the dance of the dead, and un-dead, finally to lay down all the worldly cares and seek the joy of the otherworld. They will join the dead soon, why do people weep so, and wail? Unless it be that they have not yet become so, I can see no cause for such tears.

Why do they run screaming from Ghosts ? ( not that I have anything against running and screaming, we do it often you and I, hand in hand and roll down hills , laughing in the long grass, when the moon is full ) But do they not understand how close in kin they are to ghosts? How once the ghosts walked the earth, much in the same manner as the people now do?

Do they not know how beautiful you are? Do they not know how your eyes shine when you are happy and how your soul stretches when your wings unfold? Do they not know how much you give and how much you love? Or how much you mean to me?

Why do they fear something so simple?

Tonight we dance, you and I.

Let them listen to the music they cannot hear. Let them see what they cannot see. Let them feel all the things they ever dreamed of in their sleeping nights. Tonight.

Tonight we shall leave them.

Alone.

40 Comments:

At 12:33 AM , Blogger pantagruel said...

I love the bit about not hurting them… often. ;)

It's always fun when you find out you were supposed to be somewhere else entirely than the place you thought. At least you found this out before the gig. If I were there, I would happily watch Cabal, and we would Plot, and play.

How many more gigs this weekend to go? Two?

 
At 3:06 AM , Blogger K said...

Yes! I had that bit copied and pasted to comment on. These are just getting better and better.

The guinea pigs are more or less talking to me again. Little do they know I have to do it again in a week. (And it has to be me, because Jon just stands by and goes "Poor babies! They hate it! I can't bear it!")

 
At 5:10 AM , Blogger Phiala said...

Hey, Kitty is going to be in (my) town on Tuesday. Or at least, the Jonas Bros. are playing in State College, which I assume is the same thing.

Hi Kitty!

Q, good luck finding the correct gig to play at. I'm sure it will be great, where ever it is!

 
At 5:59 AM , Blogger ivenotime said...

Great piece Lorraine! and thanks for the info on the True Blood books, I will be sure to look that up - been looking for a good late summer read. Hope your gigs go well, and everyone has a pleasant Sunday!

 
At 9:00 AM , Blogger AletaMay said...

how your soul stretches when your wings unfold

I really liked this chapter. It has a wonderful, magical tone and is so visual.

I am in Iowa at a very nice family gathering. One of my brothers lives on a farm here and it is really beautiful. Peaceful. I wish Paul and Lorraine where playing here this afternoon!

 
At 9:02 AM , Blogger AletaMay said...

ummm.... that should be "were." Brain lulled by peaceful countryside not caring about using the right words!

 
At 9:10 AM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

It's four gigs in four days at three different places. I am starting to feel like I am on tour...

Two more to go...

Cabal is staying home today, his playdate, Freckles, called and wants to come over and hang in the Ritz Dog Yard, and Frecks friends will play with them before they leave them there, and when they come back, and I'll come when I am done gigging.

We nearly went to Chicago for Jonas and Kitty, but the schedule was tight and the $$ HUGE, and they are looping back thru here on second leg...Kitty has a day off tomorrow, I'll see if she has time to nip on when we talk...Or she can dictate to me.

Hi Sue, it was Ariandalen who found the True Blood books, I just may read them...

That's what it is meant to do Aleta! Make pictures in your heart and mind...Very magic indeed...

Have fun in Iowa! You should have asked us to play! I could have taken the gig, forgotten it and then been booked at THREE places in one day, hee-hee...

Write me some fun to come home to tonight, yes? Hope your day is a fine one!

Best that way, with no wrangler. Wish you were here tho, Val!

I am so glad you liked my story! I love seeing what people like, and how thy work for someone other than myself! I have a new one rattleing around in my head, that might come out tonight.

 
At 9:11 AM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

No Aleta, I think "Where " is appropriate in this case...Snicker..Go back to being lulled!

 
At 9:17 AM , Blogger Jess said...

Looks like Jonas Bros. were in Pittsburgh just this past week. Hello Kitty! *waves*

I would like to see the dance! :) Lots and lots of wonderful characters to meet; I love how you keep turning legends about different creatures upside-down. That line at the end about leaving humans alone is intriguing, too. Makes you wonder just who is in charge.

Poor guinea pigs! We're going through similar with the Ally-cat, who's currently getting antibiotics squirted down her gob twice a day for gingivitis. :( Every day she gets just a little bit cleverer about spitting the stuff out. Thank heaven we only have to do this till Thursday.

Has anyone ever had to try to brush a cat's teeth? I'm telling you, it's impossible.

Happy Sunday, everybody!

 
At 9:38 AM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

You should brush the teeth when you give the cat their nightly bath. The ease of one is about the equal of the other..Hee-hee...

Thanks, Jess! I think I will just go and feel good about your comment. This story is writing itself, and every one I learn something more about the way thing...Might...be.

 
At 10:10 AM , Blogger Jess said...

You should feel good about it! You're writing good stuff, Lorraine. I like it, I do. very much. :)

Bathe...a cat? Nightly? 8[

 
At 10:35 AM , Blogger spacedlaw said...

I'll second that 8[. Even when I did have a Persian she never got bathed that often (it would be bad for the hair).

I hope you have not double booked yourself to somewhere else, Lorraine (what with being over worked and all)...

Loup-Garou! See? You speak French! :) I like the crowd in this piece.

 
At 11:55 AM , Blogger pantagruel said...

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At 11:57 AM , Blogger pantagruel said...

Good luck with the gigs, Quiche! and the cat-bathing/brushing, jess!

I have just escaped from urgent care, where I discovered the reason I've been coughing all week is pneumonia. What fun! Luckily, it was only caused by all the dust kicked up from the new tile floor in my place, and I caught it very early. So I should be right after the antibiotics. But even better, I now have codeine cough syrup. I will finally sleep for longer than 30 minutes. Oh yes, I am looking forward to that. Don't suppose you happen to know how Boss makes the chicken soup of his that cures all ailments? I could use a good recipe. And someone to make it.

 
At 11:58 AM , Blogger spacedlaw said...

Make plenty of ginger tea, Val, it's a good antiseptic (when at home I also add ginger shnaps for added power, but I would not recommend mixing alcohol and codeine).

 
At 12:01 PM , Blogger spacedlaw said...

I take it that the Boss wasn't in the quaking area on Saturday?

 
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At 1:19 PM , Blogger Jess said...

Oh my crikey-- I'm glad you're okay, Val! Feel better soon! You can have my chicken soup recipe (well, really it's a riff on one of Nigel Slater's) to tie you over-- I'm not sure it cures all ills, but it certainly can clear your airways. It's also pretty easy to fiddle with to suit whatever you've got in the cupboard.

You need:

*Some chicken broth, as much as you want to eat
*1 or two small, hot red chillies, sliced finely and seeds removed if you prefer
*1 stalk lemon grass, cut into a few big pieces
*1/2 tbsp. fish sauce
*a handful or two of baby spinach
*a handful of basil leaves, shredded

Put the lemongrass and chillies into a deep pan with with the broth and bring to a boil; turn the heat down and simmer for 15 minutes. Remove and discard the lemongrass and stir in the fish sauce; then throw in the basil and spinach and simmer till the leaves wilt. Eat as is, or with soba noodles.

That's the basic recipe, though sometimes I replace the lemongrass with a few big slices of ginger and a couple of star anise, and maybe throw in a teaspoon or so of brown sugar. You can also substitute a tablespoon of lemon jucie if you haven't got lemongrass-- though it ends up pretty lemony that way.

 
At 2:27 PM , Blogger K said...

Pneumonia? Goodness me! I'm glad you're on the mend. That soup does sound as though it would boot any lingering germs firmly out of the door...

Bathing cats. I have seen it done, but am not going to volunteer to bathe anyone's cat. Plump rodents with short limbs and bluntish claws, which cannot climb out of the bath, are quite challenging enough.

 
At 3:14 PM , Blogger Dan Guy said...

That sounds like a brutal gig schedule! If anyone can withstand that amount of rocking it's you, though. Break a string!

 
At 3:17 PM , Blogger Dan Guy said...

Oh, and I loved the latest installment.

 
At 4:47 PM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

Thanks! It makes me happy that you like my stories. I will keep telling them, they need to come out.

Oh, Val! Ack. No good.

Here is Boss'es Grandmothers Chicken soup, that he did teach me to make....

Get a pot. Big one.

Put in a chicken (Stewing hen if possible, try a Jewish Grocery) celery, onion, carrots and garlic, as much as you want of each. Fill the pot with cold water, covering everything. Toss in a little salt.

Let your cauldron boil and bake until it feels done.

Breathe in the goodness.

It is possible I might be getting tired....One more day of gig. Had fun today tho, and got paid. What more can one ask for?

 
At 4:49 PM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

And, oh, no, Nathilie, Boss is fine. Nowhere near. Trust me if he is ever not, the Webgoblin will have it up, and I will not be on my way to a gig.

I will be on my way to China.

 
At 6:46 PM , Blogger gaypet said...

I SO wanted to come to the gig today. Not enough gas $, plus lots of other shite going on.

I hope all is well at the gig tomorrow. SOME time after Sept 12th (when I get my student aid) I WILL be out to see you. :)

Will read the story tomorrow when I can think. ;)

 
At 6:54 PM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

Hey Gayle, For the record, anytime you want to come out, you have a drink from me, and one from Paul, and unlimited soda for your son.

I know it's not like most bands, but we never approach the limit of our tab.....

We'd just like to see you!

And I know about the other things, they are a lot to go thru, next time tho come and see us, we will make you happy!

 
At 9:57 PM , Blogger ariandalen said...

Nice, Ms. Fabulous!

As to me and Gustav...I'm far enough inland that we'll get lots of rain, probably. Waco and Temple get a lot of evacuees, and have for at least 35 years. The forecast is for rain here, but not really flooding. I live roughly halfway between the Dallas-Fort Worth metroplex and Austin just a few miles west of I-35. In fact, we didn't get a single drop of rain from Hurricane Rita three years ago. However, I do have good friends that live in Slidell, LA and in Houston. My friend in Slidell has probably already made it to her mother's house in Dallas, so I'll try to call her tomorrow. My friend in Houston we talked with earlier tonight. He's going to ride it out. ::shrug::

Val, take care of yourself! My husband was out a full two weeks last October with pneumonia. It's the first time he had full blown pneumonia, but he is susceptible to bronchitis which in him can rapidly move to "walking" pneumonia. He had to take two rounds of antibiotics even with staying home. Take things slowly or you will be on your butt for longer than you want to be. Teachers and bosses will just have to make do.

 
At 12:29 AM , OpenID kali-licious said...

Lovely lovely story Lorraine. Just the enchantment I needed after a long hard day at work.:)

Pantagruel I hope you find someone to make you the soup..pneumonia is nasty stuff. Of course, sleeping more than an half hour at a time should help too..if there's one thing codeine is good for, it's good sleep.:)

Ariandalen, I'm glad to hear you're not in the blast radius of Gustav..hope your friends are all safe.

 
At 3:17 AM , Blogger Malena said...

you are, you ARE publishing all these poems aren't you? As the M in LaM, I publicly assert my BFF power and say, you must. What say you fellow memers of LaM?
Huzzah for the writer,
The Fabulous Lorraine!

Love you girlies!

 
At 5:48 AM , Blogger ivenotime said...

Hope you are feeling better Val -lots of soup and tea and rest! Arian, glad you are not in the path of Gustav - scary stuff as it makes landfall today, hope everyone's friends and loved ones are safe from this beast (tho I read on Poppy z. brites' journal that they were staying put in New Orleans and riding it out - i sure hope they stay safe) Malena, nice to hear from you - I need to nip over to your blog, Is school starting for everyone tomorrow? Sad that summer is so soon over.

 
At 7:12 AM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

Hurricane's are scary. I was over at Wunderground last night, reading the weather forecast, wondering what exactly a Hurricane Warning looks like. Makes tornadoes seem safe if what it looks like.

Sending thoughts out to everyone going thru it...Stay Safe!

Kali, glad there was a little enchantment for you!

School starts Wednesday...I might be a little nervous about this..

Malena, you crack me up, hee-he...

I am off for day 4 of gigs and my first ever pipe lesson, sleepily....Cabal is beyond excited. Of course, he would be just as excited if we were going to the grocery store.

 
At 7:12 AM , Blogger pantagruel said...

Wow, codeine is Very Good for sleeping. I have just woken up, and am in bed, reading all your comments on my laptop. I'm quite touched. :) It means a lot to me to read them.

Quiche and Jess, I will try both chicken soup recipes... I'll hit the local Gelson's for a stewing hen. (I do love this about LA -- every type of grocery store imaginable, within driving distance. I would not be at all surprised to find a Tibetan grocery store selling yak butter tea, somewhere in the Valley…) Thank you for sharing them!

Glad the gigs are going well -- only one more, and then rest!

 
At 7:14 AM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

Glad you seem to be feeling better and that you got some SLEEP, Val, stay cozy!!!!!

The stewing hen is what makes all the difference, if you can get one.

Yes, One, more, gig....

 
At 8:02 AM , Blogger gaypet said...

Well, you all already make me happy! :)

This last story made me cry. You really capture the feeling of being misunderstood, even hated, for being a bit different. Isn't that what most monster stories are about though? The outsider? I would be willing to bet that most of us here have felt the outsider more than a few times.

Val, I am so glad you got in to the Dr early and got yourself some Codeine! I hope you are well soon. The Grandmother recipe for chicken soup sounds just like mine (Grandmother's recipe that is) and is the best cure (even though I don't eat it any more). Once you are better make your self some Matza Balls to go in the left over soup. :)

Have a great gig today, Lorraine! Will you get some rest tomorrow?

Oh and, no, bathing cats is no fun! I have had to do it with feral kittens who were covered in all sorts of disgusting stuff. Bluck!

 
At 8:20 AM , Blogger ivenotime said...

Yey, glad to hear you are feeling a bit more chipper, and getting some well deserved rest Val, and feel good enough to buy a hen- my grandma used to make a fabulous chicken bouija (sp?), a finnish style chicken soup/stew, very similar to the posted recipe with huge egg noodles and somehow, i think with flour, thicken the broth so it was almost, but not quite stewlike. She'd use a stewing hen, and we kids would throw the bones at each other at the dinner table when grandpa wasn't looking. Have fun at your gig Lorraine, and I start teaching Wednesday, too, I will be thinking of you - first class usually just introduces the syllabus and stuff tho (unless you have a very dedicated instructor who keeps you the entire time). Has anyone seen Persepolis? A fabulous animated film, subtitled and spoken in French, saw it last night and really enjoyed it. Highly recommended!

 
At 3:15 PM , Blogger gaypet said...

I "Stumble"d on this and think the art is really something. I have never (nor have I ever wanted to until now) been to Burning Man. Have any of you been? I didn't realize there was so much cool art.

Plus the description at the end of the woman who put the piece together sounds like she is one of us. :)

Art at Burning Man Festival

 
At 4:14 PM , Blogger Dan Guy said...

I went to Burning Man eleven years ago, telling my parents I was going to Disney Land. It was a lot of fun, though maybe I was a little *too* organized to go with the flow and fully enjoy all it had to offer.

Squeaks goes nearly every year with her husband, bringing Thunderdome to the playa.

 
At 6:23 PM , Blogger Jess said...

Wow, those are really surreal and cool! I think I.T. is my favorite. :)

Writing-- check. Photography-- check. Baking-- check. Star trek reruns? Cats? Somebody call her up and get her over here, stat! :D

 
At 6:30 PM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

I must go and check out this link...

Thanks, Gayle, it does mean so much that you all like my stories...

Never been to Burning Man myself, but know people who have...

Disneyland, Dan? Snicker....

 
At 10:01 PM , OpenID kali-licious said...

Pantagruel, glad to hear the codeine worked.:) The chicken soup should help too. (It's good for everything)

Gaypet that was a great link!
I've always wanted to go to Burning Man, but being a person who is semi-allergic to the sun and dehydrates easily kind of rules out the Extreme Camping necessary for going. I love the art there though.

Dan, you told your parents it was Disneyland? LOL Well it is, kind of..well, like the Disneyland from Far Left Field, but still.;)

 
At 10:21 PM , Blogger spacedlaw said...

So how was that last gig?
I thought strange that you had one on a Monday and then realized/remembered that you guys were having a holiday.

 

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