Special Musical Edition

thanks Rachel

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So this is the Special Musical Edition - be sure to scroll down to the link for the
song "Becky on the Road"

1.)Rachel of Rachels Haven did the top cap -and it is really nice, so it gets top billing,
'cuz it's way cool

2.) I did the Second on for Jennifer (Jennifer's TG Caps of Defiance)  so you might have
all ready seen it, if not, it may make more sense if you view the cap Jennifer did for
Trisha (Dec 31st) [I wanted my copy autographed, so that's been added]

3., 4, and 5) Are just general silliness, the girl I did the drag race cap for said she liked it,
so that's nice

6.) and this one I redid, just because I think this badge is really fun

Stacy Wilderness will be on Vacation this week - there's just not enough space - sorry

So like I've said several times in this Blog, I have written two full length musicals, and am
considering writing a full length play (not  a musical this time) about Herbert Beeson
a famous High Wire Artist who performed "En Femme".  Here is a poster of
Mr. Beeson, who performed as Berta Beeson, a Center Ring Star:
(refer to the November post Herbert Beeson, the story, the play for more information
about Herbert Beeson)

                    "Life is on the wire,
                                                           the rest is just waiting"  

                                                  Karl Wallenda (the Flying Wallendas)

It was several years ago, but I have performed in amateur circuses in front of crowds of
approx 1000 people - which is a thrill.  I have studied tight wire and a variety
of other circus arts, and consider myself "Circus",

OK, so obviously we're going to have to modernize Bertas' outfit. That will be my next
weeks post if I get that far (I know, I know so I'm writing a play, what's the first priority:
 "oh that dress honey", it's like I'm the stereotype, but seriously the dress is important to
a writer, because it effects how I picture the artist)

My last play was about my experiences as a failing Blues musician, and some of those
frustrations as I realized that Music will not be my life.  Music, and especially the Blues
have always been the one ray of hope, I mean I was stuck being a man, and I'd sort of
made peace with that, and I could find a job, but I was stuck in these total dead-end jobs,
and I'm just not very aggressive or outgoing,  but I took it as far as I could.

I was in a couple bands, and on a couple recordings, and played bars and stuff like that.
I gave it a shot, but it's over, and I really felt I needed to write about it - not 100%
acccurate, but accurate to some of the feelings of the Blues, and the feeling of being a
struggling musician.   I needed to document this part of me. That is what my last play is
 really about.

I actually made enough money from a Fellowship, for the first Musical, that I was able to
experience the thrill of living as a playwright full-time for several months. Which was fun.
When I wrote my Second Musical, I formed a business (an LLC technically) to promote it. 
I also entered in the Fringe Festival Lottery (wrong ping-pong ball), hired a talented
musician to record a few of the songs, purchased the software I thought I'd need ( including
Photoshop). I was pretty serious about this. 

I have sent out enough scripts to know there is not  interest in this play.
So, it's time to move on (sigh). Friday, I went to the bank and closed my business
account, and found out I had an extra $100.00 I didn't know about. I bought some guy
clothes that fit, and put $20.00 of gas in the truck with the money, and yeh - I'm sitting
pretty, at least until tommorow.

The musician I hired is a really talented and a very sweet, straight guy, who would not
know about any of this weird stuff I'm into.  He's just some musician I hired. He was
paid for his work, I own the copyrights to the play and the songs - but the performer
on this track is not me.

SO OK, ENOUGH BS!
Let's hear the song all ready

                                                      here's the artwork I did for this song:

The song starts of with a brief spoken introduction. This is the start of the play.
A Blues Musician is performing in a coffee shop, so he is singing this song
to introduce himself to the audience.  I think Becky is actually how I picture
my life if I'd been a woman (still fucked up, but in a more understandable way)

There are two versions of the play, a full length version, and a one-hour excerpt
(which would be easier (less costly) to produce).  In the full play this song
comes right after the intermission and serves to recap what happened in the
first and second act.  In the one hour play, this song serves to introduce
the audience to the main character, and this is the very start
of the play - he is playing his music in a coffee shop. Becky doesn't appear in the
one-hour play, but has an important role in the full play (that is one of the
weakness of the one hour play so I learned: man + woman=audience interest
no man+woman dynamic =no interest, well duh, Samantha).

Hope you enjoy this.










THIS WEEK IN THE NEWS:
Bert Blyleven, Hall of Fame! As if there was any doubt - very cool.

As a refugee from the totalitarian regime of Chicago, and proud emigree to America,
it is unfortunate that the son of the Pharoah, the brother of the Pharoah, should gain
the ear of our leader.  As one who has fled Egypt for the land of milk and honey that
is America, I can only pray that this Pharoah son is not another Pharoah,  that this
Daley is not another Daley.    Very Scary.

EDITORIAL BY SAMANTHA

I've been doing some thinking lately about what is embarrassing, and I've reached some
conclusions.  In my last several jobs, I let my employers push me around, and ignore me
and my needs as a human being ( a person -someone who wants and needs to interact
with other people as a person).  Conclusion #1 -That was profoundly embarrassing,
and I can't let that happen again to that extent. Embarassing?  That was embarassing.

I really do think about being a woman, or becoming a woman or passing as a woman
a lot, and would like to make some significant effort to see how far I could take that,
without causing any harm or irreverisible damage to myself - surgergy means a nose
job or electrolyis - drugs means a glass of Bailey's or a Guiness, a pretty dress
means a pretty dress.  I love pretty dresses and want to talk to a Gender Therapist
about this.  Is that embarrassing, yes, but conclusion #2 - a GT is a good idea, and
I need to get over this embarassment and make the call. Today I made that contact.

Is it embarrassing that I want to be healthy and attractive, and want someone to be
interested in me, and that I have sexual and emotional desires, and that I want to please
someone, or make them laugh, or enjoy my company?  Honestly, a little, but I'm playing
the cards God dealt me. The main reason I'm not out is because I'm not comfortable
with my weight (I've lost 40 pounds now).  I'm through being a person impersonator
(like Michelle Bachman or similar oddities).  If someone finds out this about me, they
should support me, and it will be awkward for them. I'm cool with that. I understand.
If someone is on my side, that is important. That is what life is about - real people,
including myself, trying to make genuine connections, being as honest as possible,
and making mistakes, and that's conclusion #3. I'm probably facing some
embarassing and ultimately unavoidable things, that I'm just going to have to accept.



PS- Somebody Googled "Duluth Honeymoons" and got directed to this site - once I've
finished laughing, I will change the description at the end of future Stacy Wilderness reports,
to avoid the Duluth reference, as much as possible.  I'm sorry, but it is very funny.

PPS - It looks like I may have found a part-time job.  Which is cool, it keeps the wolves
away from the door -  the wolves that are after what's in my purse, not the
wolves that are after.... well you know what you guys are after

Next post -next Sunday, let me get settled in to my new schedule with classes and the
part-time job