Namaste! At an Uptown Theatre show
in Kansas City MO I spoke up during a
quiet moment (whilst you repaired your
nails I think) and said "You're a genius
girl!". To which many folks applauded
in agreement. I was thrilled at the
response, a sheepish, "Thanks Ma".
Well, right after the show ended some
girls who'd been standing next to me
leaned over and asked, "Are you really
Ani's mom?" That was such a riot for
me, I laughed out loud. (I mean come
on kids, we're about the same age! Do
I really look THAT rough?) Poor girls, I
seriously think they believed I was your
mom! Whether you'd recall that or not,
it was a memorable night for me. I
hope you know now I really meant what I
said! You inspire me to continue with
my writings and music but especially
you've helped me in being true to
myself. You're one of my sHe-roes!
Much, much love and positive energy to
you always. Safe travels!
I drove twelve hours each way to see
you at Bonnaroo last weekend. And,
despite the sunburn, monsoon and
poison ivy, it was every bit worth the
trip. I was surprised at how much of
your older music you worked in to that
show-- Both Hands was a beautiful
encore, made me cry.
i wrote my undergrad admissions essay
about you and me. don't let it freak
you out. i didn't really have a
relationship with you in my head.
really, i promise. and, i got
accepted. ha! maybe i'd have gotten
into more grad schools if i'd written
about you again :)
At the age of fifteen, I bought Not So
Soft. Could it be that I had really
been this sheltered? This duped? You
didn't only open my mind, you blew it
up and then rebuilt it. With help from
Maggie Estep, Whitman, Gertrude Stein,
Naz, and countless others. Thank you,
thank you, thank you, and thank you
again.
in Kansas City MO I spoke up during a
quiet moment (whilst you repaired your
nails I think) and said "You're a genius
girl!". To which many folks applauded
in agreement. I was thrilled at the
response, a sheepish, "Thanks Ma".
Well, right after the show ended some
girls who'd been standing next to me
leaned over and asked, "Are you really
Ani's mom?" That was such a riot for
me, I laughed out loud. (I mean come
on kids, we're about the same age! Do
I really look THAT rough?) Poor girls, I
seriously think they believed I was your
mom! Whether you'd recall that or not,
it was a memorable night for me. I
hope you know now I really meant what I
said! You inspire me to continue with
my writings and music but especially
you've helped me in being true to
myself. You're one of my sHe-roes!
Much, much love and positive energy to
you always. Safe travels!
you at Bonnaroo last weekend. And,
despite the sunburn, monsoon and
poison ivy, it was every bit worth the
trip. I was surprised at how much of
your older music you worked in to that
show-- Both Hands was a beautiful
encore, made me cry.
Always evolving,
-Melissa
when you were not so soft. I'm still
in love with you!
about you and me. don't let it freak
you out. i didn't really have a
relationship with you in my head.
really, i promise. and, i got
accepted. ha! maybe i'd have gotten
into more grad schools if i'd written
about you again :)
Soft. Could it be that I had really
been this sheltered? This duped? You
didn't only open my mind, you blew it
up and then rebuilt it. With help from
Maggie Estep, Whitman, Gertrude Stein,
Naz, and countless others. Thank you,
thank you, thank you, and thank you
again.