The first word I coud
think in my mind to describe this American tour is “extraordinarily INTENSE”.
A big vortex of
emotions exploded in me in those 12 days tour, which included also a lot of
bacon hamburger (in the last months I changed my eating habits, becoming
vegetarian, but I wanted to grant me an exception to this rule!)! A big luggage of experience for a little
Italian blonde, born in the warm Sicily but living in a lonely place in the
Northern Italy.
Even planning my tour
was very exciting, a daily mail exchange between producers, friend and
locations, my stages in North Carolina, Richmond, Baltimore and, last but not
the least, New York City. My departure was on December, 4, and my coming back
in Italy on December, 15.
First day. December,
4: “the arrival”
I arrived at Charlotte airport and there was
my friend Gay Golter, alias “Stache” waiting for me. After a warm hug, we went
to our hotel, only few minutes far, and after we left luggage, we rushed up to
buy the little objects we needed to perform our Duet the next day at the Expo
of The Great Southern Exposure. It was an act about Christmas we tested
separately for a couple of months, but that was the time to test it together
for the first time. We spent all the evening doing that, with only few breaks
to eat (my first bacon burger) and to sleep, and our duet seemed to work so
good!
Second day. December,
5: “the Duet”
Waking up at 8:30 am after an almost sleepless
night because of the jet lag and the stress. Breakfast in hotel and again
try-outs before the official debut as a duet! At 5 pm we feel ready for our
exhibition: last retouches on costumes, makeup and ahead to the location. But
before, we had a necessary leg in a very popular fast food in Charlotte, for
our dinner with my second bacon burger! The place for the exhibition was
fulfilled of people: the festival organizer, Deana Pendragon, made a really
good job! Many people and incredible artists alternated on stage. I saw a
beautiful redheaded girl, Blaze, sponsor of the event, really fabulous. Deana
was so nice and took the attention of the attendance from the beginning! Many
burlesque and cabaret act alterned on the stage of the “Upstage”. Me and Stache
finally go to the stage, the attendance laughs and enjoys all during the show
and we were very satisfied of our performance! Shortly afterwards, I fairly
collapsed on the couch of my dressing room and I slept like an angel despite
the normal backstage chaos!
Third day. December, 6:
“The competition”
My waking up at 8.30
am was the beginning of a day that would have been a great day. I felt excited
and powerful, and after my usual breakfast with cappuccino and toast with marmalade,
I had a relaxing and regenerating bath, my first relaxing moment since the
beginning of my American adventure: a million bubbles of flavorful bubble-bath
made me literally disappear in the bath tub. I love crumby bubble-bath, and the
musical background I chose was the entire CD with my act’s music, which I
perfectly know. I know also the exact order of the songs and there are also
bump and shimmy which make me feel very cheerful! After my long relaxing bath,
I concentrated on the tryouts of my act “Bad Girl”. I stayed in my room till
16: I want everything to be perfect, to be sure about my steps, and I think
about the words that my friend Milena said me about “how to throw my damned
cap” and I smile.
Gay knocks at my door
to remember me that in less than an hour the tryouts begin, and so we go to the
fabulous “The Visulite Theatre”. We make our tryouts as solo. Just finished, we
had dinner (my third bacon burger), and so running to the hotel for a shower
and make up, and on 8:30 pm, in perfect time, the doors were opened to the
attendance! The show started very well. The first performer was the very good
“David Equality Bishop”. I was the sixth to perform, and so I could enjoy the
first three shows. So, it’s my time and
the attendance is warm like only American people can be (I love American
attendance): they make you feel always loved and appreciated. My routine is
good, without big mistakes, I enjoy a lot and I’m happy. I change my costumes
quickly (the dressing room is not so big and only three performer could change
costumes at the same time). I run on the theatre to enjoy other shows, we are
really a lot of artists. Thirty-three shows! It’s marvelous seeing artists from
every corner of USA, Canada, Europe, performing comic, innovative, double,
group and enjoying acts. I love seeing all this kind of acts in the same event,
I adore the variety of stage costumes. I have been impressed by an airplane on
stage for Amelia Bare heart and by a fabulous Alien costume by Miss Theresa and
by a lot of other ones. So, the moment of winners’ declaration finally arrives.
I’m very agitated, I’ve seen many incredible acts and I understand that winning
a prize wouldn’t be so easy, but I’m satisfied of my act and of the big
experience. Whatever would be the result, I felt however fulfilled and happy. I
never feel in competition with other performers, but only with myself: if I win
or lose, in my mind is like winning or losing against myself and not against
others. In fact I live contest very well, because for me is like a holyday! The
organizers begin to prize the various categories, and just before the election
of the queen and the princess there’s the adjudgement of the special crown of
Big Mamma’s Production to the artist who better represented the spirit of the
festival, satisfying jury, attendance and organization. From the attendance
someone screamed “From Italy, from Italy”, but I’m confused and I don’t
understand. At the end I hear saying MISS SATINE! Wow, that’s my name! What a
beautiful sensation, a mix of unbelief and happyness; I run to keep the crown,
the congratulations by Deana and the acclamation of the attendance, I’m so
happy! I’ve reached my goal, my act convinced American people and I’m moved
about it and a tear goes down on my cheek. At the ned, we winners of all the
categories are all aligned for the ritual photos, and the queen is Tora Torrid,
with an emotional act, a fan dance with melancholic glances and vibrations. The
king is Pretty boy Rock with a really . The
king is Pretty boy Rock with his really brilliant and enjoying act Napoleone
Bonaparte and France, absolutely fabulous! My friend Stache didn’t win his
fifth crown, buti t was a good experience for him, too.
Back in hotel with
Stache, we pledge my victory and soon afterwards I went sleeping, so tireb but
happy and I couldn’t stop seeing my beautiful crown!
Fouth day. December, 7:
“Big Christmas Show in Richmond”
After the usual waking
up and breakfast, we made the check out, and with my crown always on my head I
decided to live my princess day: everyone asked me what I won and congratulated
with me.
Fifth day, December 8:
“my debut in Richmond”