So we went to Club Makeup this Saturday, and it was... swell. It should have been better, but I'm just getting over a whole sinus/sore-throat thingie, and my energy level was pretty low. I was running into all these people I hadn't seen for a couple of months - Rev. Dan & Katie, Misty Blue, Emppira, etc. - and I wanted to catch up on what everybody was doing, but it hurt too much to yell over the music. I also just wasn't feeling pretty, and that affects my mood a lot at these things. I don't know what makes the difference, but some nights I'm this total fox, and other nights I am just the butt-ugliest skank in the world. Sometimes I make the transformation from one to the other in a single night! It's really something to see.
 

So we had some fun, but it was certainly nothing to compare with our last trip to Makeup. That was a night I will never ever forget, thanks to the midnight performance by the cast of Hedwig and the Angry Inch, the megahit glamrock stage musical. I thought the show was fine, the band was tight and the actor playing Hedwig had a really good voice, but the real kick came at the end of the show, when they were halfway through "Rebel, Rebel". Hedwig was pulling people out of the audience to come onstage and dance, and I was just kinda spacing out for a second, not paying attention, when I looked up and saw Hedwig at the edge of the stage, looking right at me and gesturing for me to come on up. I was in shock, so I made a face like, "who, ME?" And Hedwig looked kind of irritated and gestured, "Yeah, YOU". It wasn't easy climbing up on that stage (the thing is like nine feet tall!) and I'm pretty sure I gave the crowd a good flash of my butt, but once I got up there, I had a blast. This one drag king in the band even serenaded me for a second. I felt this tap on my shoulder, and when I looked there was this little gal dressed like an Allman Brother, singing, "Hot tramp, I love you so," to me. Yeah! At that point K was still down in the audience, too shy to join me onstage, but before too long I coaxed her up there. Let me tell you, it is a WEIRD experience go-go dancing in front of nine zillion people. I'm the shyest girl on planet Earth, but for some strange reason, I wasn't anxious up there at all. I can never predict what will freak me out & what won't. I'm a mystery to me.

Afterwards, when we'd pulled off our pumps and we were limping back to the parking lot, we saw Hedwig and all the Inches driving away in this ratty little car. It's weird, because these people have been featured in Rolling Stone and The New Yorker, and they've appeared on Rosie O'Donnell and David Letterman and all of that, but there they were all packed into one dusty little Honda with all their feather boas and everything, probably on their way to Denny's for a midnight Rooty Tooty breakfast. Ah, the glamorous life.

To make the evening complete, I even got pinched on the butt by a perfect stranger! Oo, it'd been far, far too many months since that happened!

I know I made some noise about performing at Makeup this January to celebrate my birthday, but it's not gonna happen. It seems I had my dates mixed up. I mistakenly thought January's Makeup was happening on the 8th, my birthday, and I was really only super-keen to perform if it was going to be on my birthday. I'd still like to perform sometime, and Joseph Brooks, the club's promoter, said he'd be open to the prospect, but I'm not in any great rush now.

I was still trying to think of something special to do, until it occurred to me to go on Rev. Dan's radio show, Music for Nimrods. Dan said I can, so it looks like I'm booked for this Friday night. Now I just gotta come up with what the heck I'm gonna do!