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Imagine 80s/ 90s (sometimes modern & also other decades.. nothing is sacred) hits sipped through a mid century crazy straw. Playlist? Weird. Green Day as a bossa nova. Donna Summers as a slinky, down tempo swing. 80s power ballad as a quick swing. If you click on my show we’re probably gonna rock down to Electric Avenue as a cha cha. Or something. It’s ridiculous. I love interaction with an audience. I usually do a segment where I get lyrics off the audience & write a weird song in front of ya. It may not make sense, it may not rhyme that’s why it’s called Spontaneous Song Time!
🸠I created Cocktail Hour in 2020 as a way to cope with these uncertain & tense times. So let’s forget about all that for a moment or five & have a laugh maybe a cathartic moment too. 💔
Ah… I’ve been at it for more years than I am prepared to even say (ahem!) I’ve spent much my career writing & recording rock but have produced many other genres. I’ve spent a fair amount of hours as Benatar in tribute shows. Also, opened for her (as me of course) a number of times. I’ve done big band orchestra shows (jazz/soul) & so many tribute characters. Too much to list here.
Recently I’ve landed back in my jazzy roots due to illness. Nearly 4 years ago I lost my voice. They said I may never speak properly let alone sing again! To that I said “No way Josephine!†I’m a stubborn old showgirl & now a text book enigma. They can’t figure out how I’m speaking so well let alone singing with 1 mobile vocal cord. (Vocal Cord Paralysis - cause unknown) Classic jazz has been a gentle and healing way to work again. 🎶I do what I can with what I’ve got but I can still sing ya under the table with one vocal cord tied behind my back! â¤ï¸ YA GOTTA LAUGH!
1. Meeting Ann Wilson at a banquet in her honour. “Hello Ann… thank you for the music… you and Nancy have been a massive influence. And… (feeling woozy) it is…. (ears ringing) it is…… (falling from earth towards the sun) an honour…….. (oh no. Can’t stop mouth from moving) to be here ……. (Her expression changing from ‘hello?’ To something resembling concern?) at this banquet….. (oh the horror) in your……. (Abort!) Honour. (Die) PS Ann is amazing.
2. On tour. New Mexico. Switching instruments quickly. Big acoustic with the volume still wide open coming out the mains (oh yay). I knonked myself square in the forehead so hard I nearly knocked myself out.. (Managed to stay on my feet literally an effort as I was seeing stars and the room bent into bendy bits) “Baahhhh….. and now for my next trick†(goose egg develops throughout the show.) There was blood. That’s rock.
3. Next embarrassing moment will likely be in front of your lovely faces! �
1. First instrument? My parents had an, old, old upright piano that eventually was not repairable. It was donated to some art project to blow up or something with a sledge hammer & fire. Last time I saw it in tact her teeth were so bad she could have eaten an apple through a tennis racket.
2. Of course my guitars have names. Why? Because they’ve all introduced themselves.
I’ve several in America who are in loving foster care but the ones with me here in Australia are 1. Butch 2. Scarlet 3. Wilma 4. Betty 5. Yam 6. Firewood 7. Ninja
3. Since my illness I named my voice Princess Precious Pants. She is in charge I just am in her orbit.
