Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Big Bad Voo Doo Daddy

Last night I chaperoned Kid 1's drama class "theatre retreat" to see a Big Bad Voo Doo Daddy concert. It was a little bit spectacular. Amazing to me how a cool-weather hill on a blanket in the grass can feel almost exactly how I imagine the Cotton Club, mid-1930s with Cab Calloway leading the band. With a lot of red lighting and a scatting white guy, I could have almost been there. If you have the means and the opportunity, I highly recommend taking yourself and the entire family to experience something different, clean, exciting, and totally transporting.

Also, they sang King Louie's song from The Jungle Book. Which is fun.


  1. I didn't know any other way to get in touch with you, save this, so I apologize for putting it here on your blog.

    I just finished your book today. I've bawled non-stop while reading it at the same time I've been awed by your skill. Your voice, your flair--it is so organic. The emotion just swims off the page. Don't ever stop writing. If this is all the proof you ever get, I needed your book fiercely today. It found a deep, lonely hurt in me and eased it. I found my own bright blue miracle. Don't ever stop. You're making a difference. Thank you. Thank you for my own little slice of peace.


  2. Sooooo jealous that you got to go to that!!! So fun!! Hope to see you soon!


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