Hello, Friend,
Today’s TBT video selection is a journey back in the Wayback Machine to 1998. Mr. Potter and I had just moved to the greater Philadelphia area from Pittsburgh to open our fair trade art gallery and bead shop. I was a new mom, with a nursing infant. I hadn’t yet let go of my theater dreams. The Philly theater scene (and my stupid lungs) crushed those dreams, but not before I took a cabaret class at the Walnut Street Theatre with the incomparable Ricardo Martin (former artistic director of the Prince Theater.) One night a week I braved I-95 during rush hour and the roadwork on the way home (that often left me stuck in bumper to bumper traffic leaking copious amounts of breast milk.) Nothing like determination to make you brave. Tenacity is my super power, after all.
The class finale was a mini-performance of the acts we’d developed at a now shuttered Philly cabaret club called Frangelica’s. My act was about the challenges of being an unconventional mom in a brand new place without my support network.
The sound and video quality are less than ideal, do forgive, but hopefully you get the gist. I figured we could all use a laugh and a small reminder of life before the ultimate Welfare Queen and his 8 million dollar a DAY grift sent us reeling into a Constitutional Crisis. (I think I found the fraud, friend.)
But I digress, let’s attempt to enjoy a little musical moment from The Domestic Diva before we return to worrying about the Technocracy.
Ain’t we got fun?
Boop boop a doop.
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