home and when I dreamt about the Ellen Show.
in Funny Stuff, Loved Ones, Performance, there are pictures here, Thoughts and Feelings
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When I am back in Pennsylvania, everything feels accelerated.
The time goes so quickly; the stars shine with this polished brilliance, like the sky has no wish for any traveler to be turned away, and it burns every last lamp to prove it.
“It’s good to have you home,” my mom tells me.
And then she asks me if the clothes on the pool table are mine. “I don’t think so,” I reply, really hoping it’s so–since I don’t have enough space for the clothes I have that are already accounted for.
“Well, they must be,” she reasons. “The jeans are skinnier than my arms and the underwear is very small and strange.”
My mom has a way with words.
And so I take the ‘very small and strange’ underwear she hands me; I find a place for the super skinny jeans and realize that I guess I did leave some clothes on the pool table, after all.
And, oh! Did I tell you how, the other night, I dreamt (not once, but TWICE!) that I sang on the Ellen Show?
Because I did.
And I don’t normally remember my dreams so viscerally, but this one, I do.
I was right about to walk onto that stage where the couch and the coffee table sit . And there is Ellen, looking adorable in her tailored trousers and cute button down shirt, when I hear this announcement:
AND THIS IS JESSICA LATSHAW. SHE GOES AROUND SINGING, “BABY, YOU AIN’T MY FRIEND.” SHE MUST BE VERY ISOLATED AND HAVE NO FRIENDS.
It sounded like the announcer felt sorry for me, and, honestly, I did, too, once I heard what he said.
But the good news is that I have many friends and don’t feel isolated at all. In fact, I love a little bit of alone time now and then–it’s akin to breathing–meaning, I find it absolutely necessary. And who knows? Maybe I will sing on the Ellen Show at some point. I mean, as my friend John says: miracles happen, so why not to me? That would certainly make my sister pretty excited. And, who am I kidding, it’d make me pretty excited, too.
Speaking of my sister, isn’t she beautiful?
Yes, I think so, too.
antlers and singing.
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as blast, cameron diaz, christine robinson, christmas show, christmas songs, cold, collaboration, comedic roles, Funk, hip hop, hip hop soul, legit, month old baby, Shane, show, soul funk, stage, version, YES
So, this happened tonight.
*photo taken by a very wonderful Christine Robinson who made the trip out to the Queen tonight with her four month old baby in tow. Thank you!
And, yes, you better believe I wore antlers.
Though, I really cannot take the credit. They are Shane’s antlers. During last night’s practice, I asked him if he was gonna wear the antlers for our Christmas show.
“I was planning on it…” he said.
And so I thought that was that.
Until we walked on stage and he nonchalantly handed me the antlers.
“Really?!” I said.
“Really,” he said.
And, as it turned out, that was actually that.
We played a show in collaboration with Battleshy Youths and Em Mckeever tonight at the Queen Theatre in Delaware. It was a blast. We covered legit Christmas songs and threw a rather non-traditional version of Baby, It’s Cold Outside in the mix.
Some guy asked me afterward if I ever collaborate.
“Why?” I asked, “What do you do?”
“Hip-hop. Soul. Funk.” he answered.
Ummmm, heck YES, I collaborate.
So, we’ll see.
Another guy told me that I have the energy of Cameron Diaz. I am not even sure what that means, but I seem to remember that in most of her comedic roles, she ends up making a fool of herself at some point in the movie by either singing or dancing on stage.
Uh-oh.
No, actually, I think it’s funny.
But tonight was lovely; I love to perform. I feel lucky and grateful all at once every time I get to do it.
strange (and wonderful) as fiction.
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as advil, advil pm, boom box, business, Chuckie, everything, feeling the same way, girl, idea, kind, open mic, own pizza, poker face, stage, story, therapy session, trombonist, way
I really wonder where to start. I remember feeling the same way at my first therapy session. Luckily for me, there was this one glaring, um, situation that led me–no, more like paraded me! With banners and balloons and countless advil pm’s later!–into my therapist’s office, so I had an idea of where to start, but still. [...]
good, strong work, Monday!
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as Awards, broadway show, broadway shows, cash money, common, equity, equity rules, friend david, getting a job, kind, lysistrata, Monday, movement, show, show friends, stage, tdbank, timeless piece, today, WOW
What do three auditions, yoga, a Broadway show, friends, and getting a job have in common? Monday. As in: that all happened today. The auditions: One went blah. The next went well, but I’m pretty sure that show isn’t actually casting right now (equity rules are such that Broadway shows HAVE to hold auditions every [...]
yellow couch music.
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as chicken, chicken fingers, couch, djembe, food, former, good time, half, latter, little bit, Mindy, panties in a wad, Shane, show, stage, story, tater tots, time, tiny bit, Voice
The Paper Janes played a show tonight. I am one half of the Paper Janes. Well, since we brought a couch on stage with us tonight, perhaps I am more like one third of the Paper Janes. Anyway. We had a really good time; I really love that yellow couch of Shane’s. It looks like [...]
what we say backstage.
in Funny Stuff, I Lift My Eyes Up, Performance, Thoughts and Feelings
as call, cheater, God, kind, long time, none, none of that stuff, nothing but the truth, proverb, question, relationships, something, something is better than nothing, stage, tastes, time, truth, witness
I have this lovely friend. She and I talk about boys. The lovely and the lame–we talk about them all. Well, the ‘all’ that we’ve known at least. We sit on the set bed while it’s backstage and we discuss. We don’t sit on it while it’s onstage and discuss, cause we’d probably be fired [...]
life today.
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Um, I’m exhausted. It’s hard work being that girl in the picture. Seven shows a week now, starting tonight. Well, tonight was our first preview, anyway. And I have to admit that while I was putting on my makeup, I was pretty excited. To dance and sing and act and be on a stage again. [...]
I love love.
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Lately, I have found myself amazed. By a lot, I guess. But mostly–by the human heart’s confounding ability to stretch and grow and fit within its confines yet another person. Because, see, I get excited about working, I do. I don’t mind depositing pay checks. Not one bit. And I love performing. All the aspects [...]
bam bam bam and that was Tuesday.
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There is a storm rattling around outside my window. It’s a summer storm. A summer solstice storm. What a celebration. The thunder welcomes the official start of summer, and, though I don’t know how to make such a powerful noise, I agree with it. I had my last session with my therapist this morning. She [...]
my bucket list.
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walk all over europe. actually, walk on every continent. well, not quite sure about antarctica. we’ll see, I guess. make more albums. lots more. publish a book. perform on a Broadway stage. do a handstand all by myself. tour. for music, this time, I mean. build somekindawonderful relationship with somekindawonderful boy. have a small home [...]
