Indianapolis
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It was the best of times…it was the worst of times…
I believe that was the tale of two titties…ah, I mean cities…
Last night at Indianapolis Verizon center - It was the coldest of times…and the warmest of times…
We woke up in Michigan on Friday the 13th after the night before being neck-deep in a tub of bubbles and rose petals… sunglasses, top hat and a cane. Casey’s girlfriend, Melissa, walked into the bathroom willing…to shoot me. We then had breakfast, packed up all our shit, got on a plane, flew to Indianapolis, did the show, packed up all our shit…jumped on a plane and flew to St Louis…unpacked all our shit…and so I’m a little late in sending you this. Since last night, after the show, Casey and I got down and got funky with the DVD of last nights show. Michael keeling gives us one every night to either say “f*&% it!” or be analytical and anal which, guess who’s writing this. So we make a lot of tweaks with Michael and the next show is better…hence these f*&%in’ great reviews we’ve been getting - I’m starting to get scared!!!! (tongue in cheek, or somewhere else). I know this is a massive overview, and believe me a rasher of shit went on in between…but usually, a non show day, which we’ve learned to call it as opposed to a “day off,” cuz there’s always a ton of interviews, TV shows, and various ya know, emergency’s to be tended too… so, so much for a day off.
Usually non show days for me are SHUT-UP!!! And save your voice days. And you know what its like to keep my mouth shut…next to impossible. I’m Italian - if there’s no one around I’ll talk to myself. That’s why it was so hard after the laser throat surgery… doctor Zeitels, my throat surgeon, who by the way I did a National Geographic special with at the 2nd night at Boston along with everything else - they went down my throat before, during and after the show… to see what’s doin’.
The highlight of the show for me was (and isn’t it just fitting, that in one of my last blogs…I talked about just this thing..) while I was running down the ramp right before ‘Seasons…” this beautiful little blonde on the right hand side unscrewed her right arm, which was a prosthetic, and handed it to me. I held it up to the audience, and they roared… and then I said… “MANY PEOPLE HAVE GIVEN ME THE SHIRT OF THEIR BACK, BUT YOUR ARM!!!! …….BABY I LOVE YOOOOUUUUUUUU!!!!!
These are the kind of moments that stick in my mind forever. How could they not…
More comin from St Louis.
With Love,
-ST
