I’m on the road again. Well, sort of on the road – taking the show to nearby cities on weekends, then back to NYC to work at the Coney Island Sideshow, then rinse and repeat. I leave for real July 5. Even though I’m not yet continuously traveling, I felt so blissed out being back […]
Tour 2018: So I’m doing this insane thing
June 21, 2018 I turned 47 a couple of days ago. I barely noticed it was my birthday – too busy booking, promoting, rehearsing, getting the van repaired, and everything else necessary for the solo DIY tour of my magic show that begins in two weeks. Yeah, I’m 47. Yeah, I’m a professional magician, and […]
Richmond, VA: witches are the nicest people
July 8, 2018 Where can you book a traveling magic show? As it turns out, in an incredible variety of places. On this tour, I’ll be performing “Truth Assassin” at punk clubs, a circus school, two drag venues, a bowling alley, a house, some theaters, and here in Richmond, at a goth club, Fallout RVA. […]
Wilmington, NC: driven by obsession
July 10 Heading southeast. Spent a cozy night in Hotel Dodge Caravan in the parking lot of a Huddle House, and in the morning let Stormy run in the red Carolina dirt behind it. Wilmington, NC is an oceanside town with palm trees, Spanish moss, and tin roofs. The town itself seems laidback, but I […]
Charleston, SC: don’t call it a punk club
July 12 Charleston is a famously pretty town, all crepe myrtles and antebellum porches, and the punk club where I was booked was no exception. The Tin Roof is a shack plastered with band stickers, but it’s a bright aqua shack with pink azaleas shading the stickers. I was thrilled to see a marquee on […]
Knoxville, TN: look for the drag club behind the knife store
7/14 Calhoun County, South Carolina…the name on the highway sign rang a bell. Ah yes! I recognized it from Stormy’s records. That’s where a rescue snatched him from euthanasia at the pound. So I pulled off the highway to give him a walk in the swampy pine woods. We crept through the Great Smokies on […]
Asheville, NC: wipe off the blood before you hug me
7/15 Like Tin Roof in Charleston, my Asheville venue was a shack – this time a pink one, slathered with weird cartoon murals. But I don’t think anyone would label it a punk club – it’s called the Odditorium, and it houses collections of oddities including a giant petrified hairball, a taxidermied one-eyed white rabbit, […]
Asheville: remembering Harry Anderson
7/16 My host in Asheville was Elizabeth Anderson, an old friend from the time I lived in New Orleans. I met her through her husband, Harry Anderson, who was my first magic teacher. Yeah, that Harry Anderson. The judge from “Night Court”. But for Harry, being on TV was just a sideline. Above all, he […]
Atlanta: snakes in the suburbs
7/18 Entering Georgia, the radio is changing. Every other station seems to be a harangue mocking “mainstream media” for getting worked up about Trump’s solo meeting with Putin, or bemoaning Obama “spreading seeds of jihad”. I bypassed Atlanta to stay with a former roommate from Brooklyn, Tiffany, in Douglasville, a faraway suburb. Tiff had moved […]
Savannah, GA
7/19 It wasn’t my first time playing the Jinx, a rock’n’roll dive oddly out of place in the heart of Savannah’s Spanish colonial tourist center. In the early 2000s, it was called Velvet Elvis, and I performed there with the Bindlestiff Family Cirkus. The place was filled to capacity with dedicated Cirkus fans in dirty […]
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