this year has felt like a thunderstorm.
maybe it is the hypnotic stage lights or the crash of the cheering crowds like thunder that led me to that metaphor. either way it feels as if i have been struck by lightning.
since the first thunderous hit i have been out of my body. watching myself like a puppet. which incidentally is robert plant's nickname for me.
i just finished the "raising sand" tour with t-bone burnett, alison krauss and robert plant and am now on tour with a new artist named matt white.
i am the only girl on the bus.
amazing how much i miss female companionship.
before the show in idaho the other night we were all starving and believe it or not 2 guys had a hotdog stand on their front lawn across the street. in the snow.
we all laughed when we saw the 2 guys eating pizza hut. they weren"t even eating their own food.
the gig may have been a little odd (middle of nowhere, snow, pizza hut food) but all the essentials were there,
the crowd was listening, i was singing, and it was snowing.
i feel like i am living inside a tom waits song.
if you're not familiar with him, he is a well traveled man who writes beautiful melodies (he calls'em maladies) and usually has strange characters in the stories he sings about.
maybe that's what happens when your struck by lightning... you feel like tom waits.
sharon
