all dressed up with a ukulele.
in Funny Stuff, Performance, there are pictures here
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I am so tired right now and I have to get up for a breakfast meeting in the morning. And then I have two shows…so, right. This post will be short.
A very kind lady did my makeup for the pre-shows fashion event tonight. “I have googled you,” she told me, upon first meeting. “It does not look like you wear much makeup–are you comfortable with me doing your makeup?”
I assured her that I was.
And she got to work.
And then a very sweet Japanese man did my hair.
It was nice to sit back and let other people take care of me, actually. And this is what they did:
They also put me in a dress. Courage B is the designer. And they let me keep it. And I totally would have, too–had someone not stolen it. Which sucks, but what are you gonna do, right? I didn’t have that dress yesterday, so not having that dress tomorrow won’t be that different, anyway.
Here’ s a picture of me playing (in case you couldn’t figure that out). Oh man. I had to walk the catwalk to get to the stool and microphone to sing. People were so kind and cheering. Plus, I didn’t fall or even trip. Added bonus.
The mic situation was trying, though. They only had one and nothing to plug my uke into, so I had to somehow use one microphone for both my voice and my uke. I hunched over like some sort of creature to get my voice and uke as close together as possible for the mic to pic it up, and then I BELTED THE HECK OUTTA THOSE SONGS.
Here’s me and my wonderful, completely lovely friend Jes.
One of the best parts of the night was that two of my dear friends came with me.
And here is me and beautiful Bets.
Oh! Also, I had an awesome rehearsal in Brooklyn today with some AMAZING musicians I am collaborating with for the Sleep No More show on Monday. I feel so lucky to play my ukulele with these guys. Their groove and vibe is just plain dreamy. In a musical sense of the word. Plus they have a HUGE STUFFED LION in their apartment, just chilling. And they call him Aslan. Um, what’s not to love about that situation?
I met a kind Italian man who spoke to me for a while tonight. Considering the music was thumpin’ and his accent was pronounced, I did a lot of smiling and nodded without totally understanding what it was, exactly, I was smiling and nodding about, unfortunately. But, there were two things that stand out from that conversation:
1). I kept thinking that maybe my Italian grandfather (who passed away before I arrived on the scene, but worked in 30 Rock as the senior VP of RCA) sounded a bit like this guy, and the thought warmed my heart.
and
2). At one point I noticed liquid pouring down the side of his pants. I was really afraid that I was witnessing him peeing during our conversation…Until, with some relief, I realized that he was just holding his bottle of beer upside down. Thank goodness that’s what it was.
crafty stuff.
in Performance
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A few of us went to a music schmoozy thing. What’s that? Well, it’s a networking event for local musicians. Otherwise known as a music schmoozy thing, right?
The Paper Janes have no business cards. We have been known to write down our info on a napkin. Or maybe it was a receipt. Well, it was small and wouldn’t really hold its own in the rain, I remember that much. Classy. Yes, I know.
So I got inspired to make something. To pass out. You know, with our information and pictures and relationship statuses on it. Just kidding about that. We wouldn’t actually give out our information.
ha.
But, the weirdest thing happens when I start to make something–anything, really. I get all happy inside. Almost giddy. Maybe it’s the way a golden retriever feels when you throw a ball and they bring it back. Like they fit, or something. Like there is nothing else in the whole wide world that they’d rather be doing in that instant than going after that ball. How nice when we get it right, you know?
But I asked Shane how many he thought I should make. I was making them, you know. Glue would be involved. And lots of cutting. And I had just shy of two hours for this project. Yes, I am not the world’s best at planning ahead.
“How many you think I should make?” I asked. “Like…four?”
And he laughed.
“Jess,” he said, “There are gonna be over a hundred people there!”
“So…like, eight, then?”
Silence.
“Make as many as you can,” He finally replied.
And I did. Which turned out to be nine. I thought that was a good amount, actually.
And none of them were the same size. No two in the bunch. Is nine considered a bunch? I guess it is now. But they were all a little irregular because I am not what one would consider the measuring type.
Anyway, it was a fun little project. And much thanks to Christian for helping me get the picture down to size and Janine for laminating every last one in the bunch (since we’ve decided nine is considered a bunch, after all).
