Well, I am in Cincinnati at the moment at my mother’s house- the house I lived in from age 14 to 18. We have two cats, Teddy and Earl, and a dog, Coco. They’re constantly hopping and leaping and playing with each other. There’s a lot of positive energy in this house.
Dhy and I flew in yesterday from Boston, enjoyed a nice meal at a hotdog place in downtown Columbus with my mom and brother. My mom and I dropped off Dhy at her house (for those of you who don’t know Dhy- she is the bass player in Mrs. Danvers and a Berklee student who also grew up in Cincinnati though we never knew each other until Berklee). Then we had to retrieve the car from the dealership and drop it off at the tire place. “The car,” “my car” it feels weird to talk about it- I’ve never had a car of my own. I’ve only ever driven my parents’ vehicles, but my mom is giving me her old car because she bought a new one. So, tomorrow, Dhy and I will road-trip my car from Cincinnati to Boston. It’s a 15-hour drive, and I’m more than a little nervous about the stated goal of making it in one day. However, as you will read, we have a gig on Sunday that we need to be back in time for. I will use the car primarily for gigging purposes, and I’m very much looking forward to that.
Last night, my mom surprised me with new Halloween-themed PJ’s and we watched some quality boob tube. The Skeleton Key, a pg-13 southern ghost movie starring Kate Hudson, Gena Rowlands, John Hurt, and Peter Sarsgaard was on, and it was quite enjoyable- surprisingly enough. Hudson played the heroine as a woman of agency and determination, as opposed to so many horror movie heroines, who flit around oblivious, more overcome by their own inaction than the dark force(s) that threaten them. To me the worst example of the latter is Mia Farrow’s Rosemary in Rosemary’s Baby. An excellent film in many regards, it still remains a sexist depiction of a fundamentally infantile, stupid woman. The same thing with Polanski’s other movie, Repulsion and the Catherine Deneuve character. Gorgeous, passive, uncommunicatieve, childlike, and quasi-hysterical women were such a loved subject by male directors back in the day. By contrast, the Kate Hudson character in The Skeleton Key totally rocks and seems appropriately modern. And that is nothing to say of Gena Rowland’s tour-de-force performance as the sinister, seemingly sweet-as-pie southern granny. What a tremendous actress who revels in the fun and silliness of the movie while also creating a genuinely creepy character. Ok, enough of my horrorflick rants…Back to music stuff…
This Sunday, the 27th, Mrs. Danvers will play at O’Brien’s Pub, which is located at 3 Harvard Avenue in Allston off of the Harvard Ave T-stop. The show starts at 9pm is 21+ and is $7. Beforehand, we are being interviewed by Bay Windows, New England’s largest LGBT paper.
Friday, October 2nd, I am playing as a solo artist at Jacques Underground, a drag bar in the Theater District. The address is 79 Broadway. It’s $10 and 21+. The show starts at 9 pm. By public transportation, take the green Line to Arlington Street or the Orange Line to New England Medical Center.
I would write more about what I’m up to today, but frankly, you probably don’t care. Plus, this computer, my mom’s PC, is dreadfully slow- there’s an excruciating lag time between when I type and when the typing appears on the screen. Suffice it to say, I’m enjoying being home, and wish my stay were longer, though the next week and the month of Octobeer in general should be exciting.