Last chance to see us! We sold out last night!

Last night was wonderful. North Beach was jumping, with people lounging in sidewalk cafes and jamming the clubs. The weather was balmy. Pretty girls were wearing atrociously high heels everywhere you looked. Guys were strutting their coolest struts. And we sold out our first show at Pearl's, and played all night to a packed house! I'll tell you, what a difference that makes! I had to commemorate that because it's not easy to sell out Pearl's in February. Of course, I always have to have a higher goal, so ideally I'd like to sell out a three-night run, but hey, this was fantastic feeling. As a performer, playing to a house like that, it's as if you're floating on a bed of air. You have to control the energy, because everyone gets excited, but once you find your rhythm it's a celebration.

I love mingling with the audience afterwards too, because I hear so many interesting things about who people are and what they liked about the show. I can never predict what people will like best. One woman said she was a fashion designer, and she loved my vintage dress (60s black sheath with embroidered red and orange flowers--I saw it in a window in Rockridge the other week and had to have it.) She wanted to talk to me about wearing her fashions during my shows.

Another said she was nearly brought to tears by my ballad "You Cry, I Dry Your Tears" and wanted to choreograph a dance to it. I told her I love working with dancers and to get in touch with me. The funny thing about that is that there was a slight buzz of chatter (though people were respectful and mostly listening) as I sang that song, and in my head I wondered if I was losing them. But I stayed in character with the song through to the end.

And there was a sweet fan who told me she loved my personality: "You're so positive! You should be a motivational speaker!" "Hmmm, maybe that's where all the money is..." I replied, and gave her a hug. In my head I thought, thank goodness she hasn't seen me when my kids are getting on my last nerve!

Got home, ate some chow mein that had been left for me. Opened a fortune cookie that read "seek pleasure at home and you will be rewarded." Rather apt for someone who had just left the San Francisco party scene a bit wistful that she couldn't just forget everything and dance the night away. I watched some TV and lay down at 2 am. And here's the best part: I slept until noon! Praise the Lord!

Tonight's the last show. It's a weeknight, OK, but I hope the balmy weather will entice folks to come out...