Well last Friday's show was one of those solid barnstormer sorts of shows. We got a good crowd. I got to hear Storm Florez and Shawna Virago perform some just amazing music - and we all came together to celebrate music and share a little intense intimacy over the loss of Prince. A loss that hit me (as well as so so so many people) incredibly hard. Prince was my childhood musical crush. My 'you can do it' guy. The person who inspired me to be me and to run to Detroit and buy every bootleg of his Motor City shows that I could find on cassette because a. what he had released just wasn't enough and b. I was too young for my parents to let me actually go see him live. It has been a lifelong obsession, sometimes more at the forefront sometimes less, but most people who know me in a real way know that I'm a Prince kinda gal. Storm paid excellent tribute in song and we all just sang, snapped, and wiped away a few tears while we came together.
In just under a week I hop on the plane for the Great White North. My good friends up there are waiting and we have a ton of shows to do in a short amount of time. ... ADVENTURETIME! :) I'm up to my eyeballs in customs paperwork to make sure I can bring a few cds and shirts up for people who've already asked. And so with that... please enjoy a little video of the Lost Church fun.
where the rust belt meets the wild west