Lynne Jordan

So, I'm home now fresh from another venture in the "deep end of the pool" and feeling almost omnipotent... a little vintage Rickie Lee Jones on the stereo... Life is good y'all!!Lately, I've had this fantasy of going to Amsterdam to write my one woman show. (another little project on my "To do" list)  I went to Amsterdam back in the late 90's with an ex boyfriend. It is the only European city that I know my way around, as we traveled there three years consecutively.  We had an awful break up on …

As most of you know I am a professional musician. ( ie. I pay my rent and all of my bills and whatever else I want from money I make singing & performing) I have my own band called the Shivers which consists of six or ten - depending on whether I have the horn section or not - men. As you might imagine it isn't always easy to be da boss of several adult African American men musicians but for the most part we are cool. In fact troubles are few and far between with me and the Shivers. …

And so I have been thinking... maybe I should put together a little cabaret bit, you know like my shows are anyway, but minus the big long dance party?  I have found that a lot of my old timers (long time fans) bemoan the "ole days" before I became "Miss Dance Party Band leader".  Mind you, I have always kept a part of that cabaret - double - entendre - thing in my club and festival dates, but the dance numbers are starting to outweigh the more subtle (Ha! subtle like:  "If I Can't Sell It, I'm …

I have to let a few of you in on something: I just learned how to swim. Well, actually, I have been taking private lessons (off & on) for months. I'd get to a certain point in my aquatic progress and then: POOF! I disappeared. Sometimes it was legit. I would cancel swimming lessons cause I had a gig, or I partied so late that I just couldn't see leaving my house before...well...midnight! it just seem as hard as I tried I could not co ordinate the one arm up & forward, the other down and back, …

How fabulous! How gorgeous! We performed for the La Salle Bank / Chicago Marathon for the third year in a row. It was a gorgeous morning. Chicago had unseasonable warm temperatures (high eighties) Last year we were wearing hats and gloves and freezing our butts off! This year they cut the marathon short AFTER A FEW HOURS due to the numbers of folks dropping (literally) from heat exhaustion! (See My Heat Exhaustion entry: dated AUGUST 13, 2007) Luckily, at 8AM everyone was bright eyed and …