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Welcome to the Slut Salon!

Over the past year I have met a lot of awesome people all around North America. It’s been one of the best parts of touring for me, but keeping up with an ever-widening circle of friends and fans has been a little overwhelming, until I hit on … THE SLUT SALON! A weekly teleconference call, when my peeps and I get to hang out, ask and answer questions about all kinds of crap, get silly, and just generally catch up. (You’d think I’d get tired of talking on the phone, but I really don’t!)

Christopher and Sabrina joined me last night for the inaugural Slut Salon, and wow, so much fun! We chatted about performance, art in public spaces, typewriters, community diversity, feline neurosis, client stigma… all in a half-hour! You can eavesdrop after the fact right here!

We all agreed that an hour will make for an even more satisfying gathering, but, yeah, we had a lot of fun! If you want to get in on the conversation, get to know me better, and hang out with some other Phone Whore friends, take a look at my calendar here to see when the next Slut Salon is and then drop me a line at littleblackbookproductions@gmail.com to get the call-in details.

There’s a four-person maximum, so sign up early if you see a date that works for you. I’m looking forward to talking with y’all some more, or maybe for the first time!

3 Comments
  • Rayellen

    Add me to your mailing list!

    May 13, 2011 at 10:10 am
  • Greg

    Sometimes, it’s the little things.

    I work at a copy shop. I came in yesterday for my normal shift, and went around getting work done. During a slow moment, when I was cleaning up, I found a copy of a programme we apparently did for you – it was upside down, which is why it was in a bin to later be shredded, but what was on it – a half-naked picture of you – clearly got my attention. As, I’m sure, it’s meant to.

    At first it was just an ‘Oh!’ moment…I looked it over, and then put it back aside. And then, a good 45 minutes later, I came back to it, and actually looked at the rest of what was there. From there, I went to your website, and blog, and perused it. I’m still doing so, obviously, going back through old posts. But after only a few minutes of reading, my curiosity was seriously sparked. Later that night, I bought a ticket for Sunday – something I never do since going to plays isn’t usually my thing. Or, yannow, leaving the house.

    Since then, I mentioned you to a female friend in TN, and she was told by a friend of hers that your performance is *seriously* worth seeing. And the more I read of your words, the more interested I am, not just in you and your experiences, but thinking more about my own sexuality, and how I think about it and indulge it. And now here I am, and I haven’t even seen you perform yet, and I’m wondering to myself ‘Could I afford donating $500 to this woman for her tour?’

    I can’t figure out why I’m reacting this strongly. But I am very much looking forwards to Sunday, now.

    May 17, 2011 at 6:54 pm
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