I took this photo May 08 with my phone backstage at the Spencer Theatre.

Day Sha Vooooo
It turns out all my "I think I've been to Alto, New Mexico before" thoughts were true. I came through here in May 2008 in the piano tour. The Spencer Theatre is a striking giant white modern stabbing cement angle jutting from atop a tree-less mountain. It's as dramatic as my flowery description when you first see it. The lobby's got an orange Chihuly Xmas tree, the house only seats an intimate 500, and my dressing room has a black fake leather couch. The show has the run of the theatre for the entire week. (Chihuly in San Francisco)

Saturday. Yesterday. November 15, 2008.
Tech rehearsal 1 was what I expected: a lot of sitting. I made the most of it, though: ate my Wal Mart groceries, drank the free coffee and talked to myself in Spanish. We've been warned that being so high up (I think it's 5,000 or 9,000 feet elevation) we need to stay hydrated, to expect some oddities in our body and when performing and singing to expect to lose our breath easier. So far I the only effect I have is I am tired. I am thinking stabbing holes my arms and running into rehearsals screaming "Stigmata! New Mexico gave me Stigmata!"

No support
I have a confession. I had the chance to attend the NYC Prop 8 protest a few days ago, the final day of rehearsals in the city, and I, instead of walking to the protest from the studio, Iwalked to Ruby Tuesday and gorged on their salad bar. I now see how retarded this was. I am sorry for not going and if I could turn back time, change my mind and vomit up my salad bar meal, I would. If I vomited now, it would not churn up salad bar. Just some Little Debbie cakes, a gallon of orange drink a carton of cigarettes and some paper towels. And a Barbie cowboy hat.