Thank you for everyone who came out to the Harris Theatre in Chicago on Saturday night. I had a really good time. It was great to do the show with the full band again, much as I love the me/piano/cello combo, and so we put back in a coupe of rockier numbers to utilise the big sound. I didn't realise that gay marriage is going to be legalised in Illinois this week! That is great news, and puts other blue states like New York to shame for being so behind the curve on equality. Hopefully soon though the NY senate will join the 21st century.
Now I am back in LA where I am shooting a movie. Sometimes I just love being in a hotel and having nothing to do. I have refused the housekeeping's offers of cleaning, I am watching TV in my pyjamas and eating trail mix in bed.
Sorry I had to stop there for a minute to fully take in a particularly violent christening scene on Real Housewives of New Jersey. It's at times like these that I am so glad I don't have cable at home. But who is the most awful here? These people for behaving so crazily? These people for allowing cameras to come into their lives and then feeling the neccesity of creating drama for them? Or us for condoning this horror by continuing to tune in? It is of course superb car crash TV, but does that give it merit? I feel a bit dirty.