Music, Sex and Poetry

Sitting, perched on top of a tall wooden stool, a bright red Gibson guitar slung on my knee, I seductively sang "Our innocent flirtations and late night conversations…" Ya, here I go again in the womb-like dark space of a rehersal studio somewhere in Hollywood. I love being on stage. These old rehearsal spaces smell of something, and I don't mean B.O. I mean, there's a magical energy in the air. It's the energy of alchemy, turning shit to Gold, turning a few random guitar chords into a song that sticks in our memories forever. Myself, my sister Victoria, guitarist Yogi, and bassist Corey, sat in a circle and strummed through my songs, some new and some old. We're getting ready for the gig next Tuesday night at the Mint! The name of the evening is "Females on Fire"…wow, and am I a female on fire these days!! From the moment I wake up in the morning to the moment my head hits that pillow at night, I'm writing, I'm recording, I'm rehearsing. I think this is what's known as being a female on fire! I'm just really digging the whole process of feeling really inspired by my life and my music and all the interesting people there are to collaborate with. You never know what new jewel of insight will come to you in a creative day. You never know who you might run into, and who might shed a light on something you've been pondering for a while. It's all one big swirling collaborative, cosmic life we live. You say something to me, which inspires me to write something like this, I say something to you which inspires you to write something like that…I just feel like I'm in a very enchanted and centered moment in my life. I feel like the world is my oyster, and just about anything can come out of my mouth and end up on that tape. One day my engineer left me in full charge of the Pro Tools rig to record myself, and I did, until 2am. It was simply magical! Just singing to myself…At one stage I was strumming on my guitar this sensuous little number, and all of a sudden it actually sounded like someone was plucking the strings at the same time. Ah, maybe the spirit of Morrison…
Well, I hope you're all well, and all living your bliss!
See you all at The Mint on Tuesday night! To buy tickets online, go to www.femalesonfire.com

Remember, music is love!