Listening to White Zombie’s “Living Dead Girl” in our dressing room. Wanted to show you the picture of the heart stockings that my sweet Burke and I stayed up until 3am cutting hearts out for. They are another lucky charm for me…and well – they are now ripped from crawling, climbing and doing whatever it is that happens on stage and they look even more more beautiful. They tell the story of the tour.
Ripped stockings and bruises on my legs. My rock and roll medals.
Just found out that two members from the old punk band the Exploited are downstairs in the audience.
*faints*
See you stage in moments…..