Thursday, September 19, 2002
my yogi and fashionable from nyc friend joined me and drummer pete during
our weekend of shows in wichita, ks.... having just complete a major shopping
spree and sporting our Bisou Bisou and Velvet, perhaps we were a TAD overdressed
for Cowtown, but we prowled around the mock little town preserved to celebrate
life on the prairie... we were greeted by a real life cowboy on horseback
(or a man pretending to be a real life cowboy on horseback) who educated
us as to the major migration of cattle from texas to Kansas in the 1900's...
after about 20 minutes or so of this, my mind was getting a little fuzzy,
and sadly i cannot recall in detail this migration, as mostly i stood there
imagining all the very fine looking cowboys that must have been rounding
up this cattle and how manly and sporty they must have looked and, etc,
etc... ahh..... where HAVE all the cowboys gone?
anyhoo, we did what any good cowgirls would do in kansas,
we went shopping! And now, sporting our new cowboy boots and suede coats,
we were ready for a night on the town...
My almost "GLITTER" moment came at a club called THE CAVE
in Wichita...while the fine people of the city were dancing along to the
lava covered dance floor (all techoed out for no one plays the bee gees anymore)
:( drummer pete went to the car to get a copy of my european single and gave
it to the DJ... and poof! the DJ listened to the single and spun it, viola,
just like in GLITTER! Unfortunately, unlike Glitter mostly people LEFT the
dance floor, as they were unfamiliar with the tune, but enough of us stayed
and partied down!!! Wahhhhooooooooo partner! And again, unlike GLITTER Mr.
Big was not there to usher me into the back door of madison square garden,
but Mr. Little was there and bought us all beer & late night omelets....
And during one of my sets at a club in wichita I was propositioned
by a one armed man with a glass eye & a stutter, and though TEMPTING we had
to drive to Omaha after the show so I just tapped clicked my lil' red shoes
and disappeared out of his life forever...
Posted by Bari @ 12:25
PM EST [Link]
Wednesday, September 4, 2002
You know, being a pop-star-in-training can be an awfully convenient occupation
when running into officers of the law... for example, I recently got pulled
over for speeding in Oklahoma City by a very ready-to-give-a-ticket-looking
officer... I apologized profusely, and was like "I'm SO sorry officer,
i'm just TRYING to get to the airport and make my flight" and he said "which
airport" and i said "uh, kansas city"... he said "kansas city? why kansas
city is 6 hours from here" and i said "Yes Officer!, SEE why I am driving
so FAST!"...
So, then he asked why in the world i had booked a flight
so far away, and i explained that i was on tour and this is just the sort
of thing that happens on tour. Then an idea popped into my get-out-of-ticket-little-head.
I said (ever so sweetly) "officer, do you happen to have any children" and
he said, "why, yes, 2 girls, may they have heard of you?" and I laughed and
said "Absolutely!" "Just tell them you ran into me, they will be SO excited,
you won't believe it!" I then proceeded to autograph 2 copies of my most
recent release, with smiley faces and dedications to both daughters, and
gave them happily over to the office. Boy, was he thrilled! He totally let
me off.
Gee, I can only imagine the guy getting home that night his
kids, so excited to give them the autographed cds, and them being like "um,
dad... who the heck is BARI KORAL?!?"
Posted by Bari @ 09:39
AM EST [Link]
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