LUCY LAWLESS
		Performs At The Factory Nightclub
		"Girl Bar's 15th Anniversary Extravaganza"
		11 November 2005
		
		


		Report by Taipo
		Okay, all you folks!  It's 2:12 a.m., I'm exhausted, 
		cold, and ready for bed, but I promised…and it was all more than worth 
		it!  Let's start at the beginning and tease a bit, 'cause that's what 
		they did to us.  
		First, several of us (including rithebard, Angela (who 
		was nice enough to bring her mom), xenite1974, Jackie, Tammy, and Cindy 
		T, and me) met at the Flavor of India for dinner.  It's a beautiful 
		restaurant with great food, decent prices, and a terrific wait staff.  
		If you're in town, go there.  After dinner, we made our way over to the 
		club.  We ended up waiting for the doors to open at 9:30 p.m.   We went 
		in to find that the last comedian, ~~~~~ McKnight, was still working the 
		room, and doing it very well indeed.  We only caught the last part of 
		her act, but she had us in stitches. 
		Then they switched the room over and the dancing began 
		around 10:00, just in time for us to take turns going out and getting 
		our t-shirts from the folks Sharon sent over.  I personally didn't see 
		Sharon, but someone claims to have seen her at the end of the night.  
		Well, we missed you, Sharon, but the tees are great!  The logo isn't 
		overly large, though you might think so from the picture Lucy was 
		drawing in that photograph.  And for those of you who are wanting the 
		Lucy connection, right under the last "a" in Mama are the small letters 
		LLFC.  They're small, but they're there.  
		The tees not only look great, they feel really good to 
		wear- not like some of those 
		stiff cotton things you get these days.  Kudos, Lucy and the T-Shirt 
		Team!
		
		It didn't take long for those t-shirts to pop up everywhere, and nearly 
		everyone had chosen black, which helped us find each other. Fortunately, 
		Jackie had given us dinner folks notepads with a Xena theme, so I used 
		mine to take the names of folks I met, for this report.  (Yep, Angela, 
		I've still got your pen.  Heh heh heh.)  We met powerofxena, who was 
		there dancing up a storm; AmazonWarrior_64; Sissy B and Mother Goose, 
		Donna, Dianne, Janiselayne, bullsgrrl, and several other people whose 
		names I didn't get because of the loud music.  In fact, at one point, I 
		was writing messages to people and realized that here I was, about to 
		hear Lucy sing, and I was still "posting" messages!!  
		
		The music was great, and most of us were shakin' our booties with wild 
		abandon.  Angela really worked it, and I think she's thinking of taking 
		up dancing as an aerobic workout. 
		As time went on, the crowd kept pushing toward the stage 
		in anticipation.  Those of us from the dinner group had worked out our 
		strategy, and we stuck to it.  We got right up front and just stayed 
		put.  Consequently, we had the best spot in the house.  It was nearly 
		12:20 a.m. when they introduced Lucy.  There had been some 
		conflicting information about whether or not the management would let us 
		videotape, but in the end, many people got great 
		photos and video footage. 
		
		They've promised to post it somewhere, somehow, and I'm sure they'll let 
		you know when they do. Finally, finally, there was Lucy.  She bounced 
		onto the stage with her long blonde hair straight and loose; gold 
		glitter around her eyes; a sleeveless, black, spangly top; tight, 
		low-rise blue jeans, held by a belt with a huge butterfly-shaped buckle, 
		and wearing knee-high lace-up leather platform boots. 
		
		She was amazingly sexy, and generous about sharing that with us.  She 
		sang "Sisters Are Doin' It For Themselves" from Lyre, Lyre.  She changed 
		the lyrics at one point, letting us know that "our next president is 
		gonna be a woman!"  When it was over, and we'd finished cheering, she 
		gave us a little Paris Hilton imitation: 
 "That was so hot," complete with a little pose.  
		
		Her second song was one she wrote herself.  She didn't announce the 
		title, but she did tell us the inspiration.  She said it was a "nasty 
		rock ballad about the casting couch, and all the pricks who tell you 
		they're gonna make you a star…"  I can't remember all the lyrics, and 
		you'll hear it when you see the video clips.  I can tell 
		you the refrain was "down on my knees," and Lucy really sang her heart 
		out.  She ended up, literally, down on her knees at the front of the 
		stage, belting it out.  It's a good song, not just because Lucy wrote 
		it, but because the lyrics are fresh, and original. 
		
		They're not just one or two catchy phrases repeated over and over.  And 
		you knew, when you heard her sing, that it was something she knew about, 
		and wanted to make a comment on with this song. I guess that's what the 
		night was about for me.  This is the first time, really, that Lucy got 
		to decide, artistically, what she would say for us to hear.  
		The writer of the evening was Lucy, and she really put 
		herself out there.  There was no script, no moderator to ask the 
		questions, no camera or director between her and the crowd. 
		She did this because she wanted to, not for fame, glory, 
		money, as far as I can see.  She wanted to grow as an artist, and she 
		had her fans be a part of that, because she wants to give something back 
		to us.  She doesn't have to, she just does.  There's a mutual respect 
		there, between Lucy and us, that has nothing to do with her celebrity 
		and everything to do with the way she puts herself, all of herself, out 
		there for us when she performs.  
		She's not magic, she's not a god, she's just another 
		person with real talent who shares that to the utmost whenever she can. 
		
		
		Okay, enough philosophy.  After that song, Lucy left the stage, and 
		balloons and confetti rained down on us.  We got the word later that she 
		had left in a limo right away, which was okay.  It was very late, and 
		she'd given us a great performance. 
		
		There were probably a lot of little moments that I missed, but these are 
		the highlights.  The rest you'll get from other people and from photos 
		and clips.  
		From me you'll only get "Good night!"
		
		---Taipo