So, that was fun. From left to right: Thom Allsion, Margaret Atwood, Me, Karla Huhtanen. Shots were taken during the dress rehearsal on Friday, so I’m not wearing my bling…not like Thom is wearing his bling. Learned a lot about bling. Made up some rhymes backstage with Margaret about bling. Bling was a real focal point for the concerts. Bling for the ears, bling for the eyes. Amazing performance from Andrew Burashko, and incredible playing from the band: Barry Shiffman, violin; Rachel Mercer, cello; Andrew Downing, bass; Rob Piltch, guitar; and John Johnson, Sax. All “A” players in a 2-night performance that explored the intersection of music and poetry. And bling.
Rock Couture. Or Blue Steel? Thom lent me some bling from his Big Box of Bling stashed in the dressing room. I never knew how hard it was to get just the right amount of bling to peek just so over the shirt. Holy shit…it drove me to distraction. Still, I’ve got my eye out now for some bling to call my own. I’m always late to the party.
Earlier in the day, when Thom wasn’t in the dressing room we shared, I tried his jacket on and snuck a couple selfies. I dont know what to say about these except that I said on stage I would put them up here. I fessed up before the show Friday night, and that’s when he took pity on me and opened his Bling Box…in a manner of speaking.