she do da mash/she do da monster mash
Posted by jaqi on October 30, 2009
I am singing this weekend in front of a festival-size crowd for the first time. I’m in the chill zone at Monster Mash – a 45 minute set ending with a strip to tiny shorts and halter, more-or-less ironic self-flagellation with blood-soaked cat, and a bit of stagediving… leading up to the finale in fuck-off big boots and khaki chocolate-soldier jacket.
Should be a hoot ;)
JR said
“More-or-less ironic”!
I’ve heard of being pussy-whipped, but this is bleedin’ ridiculous!
Seems to me you should be doing a cover of something by (in memory of) The Cramps (the possibilities there are endless!)
Have a bucket of fun =^)
jaqi said
Ppphhth – it so wasn’t anything it was supposed to be. Five people apparently loved it (it wasn’t a big festival), and hung around in the chill-out zone where I was pacing (there was no stage), and another twenty or so sat about 30 metres away with their backs to me and their feet in the river for the whole set, only to turn around at the end and cheer for an encore. It wasn’t their fault or mine; the time and space were just wrong. I was originally supposed to be on the dub club floor on Sunday, but I had to go home early for a bodypainting competition (photos soon) so I was moved to that time and place. Lessons were learned. I’ll be doing dub club soon… now that should be fun. Dub club has serious rampage space.