Musicians!

Tuesday night I met some of the musicians that will be working me on this new project.
I was pretty nervous, but MrT the producer introduced me all around. There's Ty, the quiet drummer who looks like a muscle-y Care Bear; Jimmy, the lawyer/funky guitar player who might actually know more blonde jokes than I do; Jerry, the intense, brooding Other guitar player (I've actually heard some of his work, and I confess, it makes me weak in the knees), and Mark, the upright bass man. I've heard there is also Gary, the oh-man-that-is-so-sweet jazz trumpet player, but he was not in attendance.

It was cool - we sat around in Starbucks, looking like an entourage for sure....we couldn't have been more obviously musicians if we'd been wearing dark glasses and Doc Martens.

Actually, a couple of them probably were wearing Doc Martens, and I didn't notice, because I was too scared! I wasn't, though - I was wearing high-heeled black boots with buckles up the sides.
Uh-huh, I'm practicing to be a huge star.

We are supposed to start sessions in a couple of weeks, if all goes right - I can't believe this lofty dream of mine seems to actually be coming true, all of a sudden!

I hope I don't start being a self-absorbed jerk.
Hmm. I don't feel like one.