Lady Band loves Holland Taylor.

The first Lady Band song was dedicated to Holland Taylor, who was on Broadway with her riveting, inspiring, funny as all get out solo play about Governor Ann Richards, Ann.

And she reTweeted! Meeting our idols through a cappella harmony…  Who doesn’t love Holland Taylor?


Thoughts on “How They Got Their Bodies Back” Headlines



Thoughts When I See a Magazine Headline “How They Got Their Bodies Back”

1. Wow. What was it like to be atmospheric? Did you feel like a cloud, or other particulate matter? Could you communicate at that time, or did you have to wait until you had a mouth again? If you were particulate, did each particle have a different emotion or viewpoint, or does the whole mass feel as one? And when did you first become atmospheric, how did it happen? Was it at the end of a particularly empathic yoga class, and you just went “poof”? Often, I am concerned about that. Please, tell me more.

2. Oh, wait, perhaps I misread. Were you talking about how sometimes when you kill a bunch of people and you put them in the back of your truck and you’re driving really fast and you take a turn past the Craft and Hobby store on the way to the quarry, a couple of them can fall out and then it’s confusing whether they’re in the parking lot of the Craft and Hobby or that other place that shares the lot, but there’s that little divider that made you jag so they could be THERE, and then when you retrace your steps, they’re totally GONE? God, that’s funny. I totally could have given that interview. So for real, tell me, how’d YOU get your bodies back?

3. Wait a minute, maybe I’m totally off base. Is it one of the following?
a. a body-switch story– that’s pretty silly, because everybody knows that the body switchback is directly related to the way the bodies were switched in the first place (magical fortune cookie, peeing in a fountain, et cetera), and therefore cannot be spoken about generically
b. a story teaching the basics of rinse, lather, repeat
c. an elaborate fart denial

Barring these options, I’m unsure as to what you people are talking about. Whether I gain ten pounds or lose three, I’m pretty much always in possession of my body. It’s mine. It’s not only “my body” when it looks a particular way. It’s also “my body” when it looks differently, behaves differently, and goes through the common or less common changes it’s prone to go through. I used to have a body that was three feet tall. And then I had one with a perfect ass and then I had one that drank too much alcohol once and then I had one that had some troubles and then I had one that learned to scuba. Still my body.

So please put stories that are either more accurate or more entertaining on the cover of your magazines, people. Perhaps you’ll find material for a “How We Got Our Intelligent Customers Back”– I’m wishing you luck on that one.

The times are a-blogging

Hi, all! Those of you who have been glancing at my web site every now and then for years may notice that while this portion of the site used to contain all of my information, photos, videos, et cetera, I have a fancy new re-design for all that, and so I’m using this as more of a blog.

This is great news! It means I can 1) tell you about every gig, NYC and elsewhere; 2) tell you about all of my larger ongoing projects, like “Janet Any-Gal” Radio Mystery Theatre, and “Reddy or Not: A Musical Comedy Tribute to Helen Reddy”; and 3) give you more frequent, freewheeling-type thoughts and info. (For example: I just took a scuba class. It’s fun!)

So enjoy the redesign, and if you want to know what I’m doing, check this blog.

NEXT: December 9 at LaMama Galleria– “A Look Behind the Curtain,” a celebration of Discovering Oz, marketing consultancy wizards and good friends of mine. It’s a party with a designer art show and performances by myself, Betsy Bates and Reed Collins, Lynn Harris, The Peripherals/Talking Band.

Doors open at 7pm. Performances start at 8pm. Free!

Oh, and one more thing! My beautiful new redesign was done by the folks at vii-designs, Ryan Foy (design) and Nick Gaswirth (photography). Please patronize them, they’re wonderful. (And by patronize, I mean act as a patron. No need to say things like “Why, aren’t you articulate,” and “You know what the interweb is, don’t you?” They’re way past that. These boys are a dream.)