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I can overthink anything. Including this blog. I’ve been fretting over how to convey in words how perfectly perfect and gloriously glorious my show on the 18th was…and the thing is, that can’t really be done. It was a glorious night of MUSIC, and as my beloved Steve Martin says, “Writing about music is like dancing about architecture.”

I haven’t given up on it yet. Meanwhile, though, I’m posting this little snippet just to thumb my nose at the voice in my mind that alternates between yelling at me for not having written a perfect blog, and yelling at me for not having posted anything at all, and yelling at me for…you get the idea. It sucks to have a mean bully living in one’s head. It seems that most of my nearest and dearest do have just that. May we all be bully-free, SOON!.

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Alexandra

About alexinwonderland42

Alexandra Scott grew up on a cattle farm in Virginia and cut her teeth playing out as a teenager in the Charlottesville music scene of the late 90’s. She loved Suzanne Vega, the Replacements, Waylon Jennings and early R.E.M. One day she packed her truck and moved herself to New Orleans, where she met producer Tim Sommer (Duncan Sheik) with whom she made two records and formed the Eno-homage, drone-punk ensemble Hi-fi Sky. Her star was rising in the Crescent City in the summer of 2005. She played Bonnaroo that year and opened for LeAnn Rimes. Then a large hurricane named Katrina formed in the Gulf of Mexico. Alexandra evacuated the day before Katrina hit with her dog, her acoustic guitar, her baggiest pair of jeans and some t-shirts. For a while, that was all she had. Amidst the grief and chaos of that time, she found that there was something about the stripped-away-ness of it all that she liked. She ended up in New York City, and then in Canada, and then in Providence. She has a long list of states in which her dog has peed. Alexandra plays underground pop, a type of rock ‘n roll that’s been dubbed *dream-a-billy.* She likes to turn out slow, simple dance songs for long lonely nights to come. After three years of wandering, Alexandra moved back to New Orleans to recover from a bad knee injury that left her unable to tour & to live in the place she loves best. When not writing songs, Alexandra works on her novel, a ghost story set in New Orleans, acts in film and television projects, and plays with her dog, Jack.
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