Susie Asado

This is how we start

This is how we start. Ariel and Alicja come over to my house. We have a last rehearsal. We pack up the car Tetris style. Everything finds its place. As if all of our things were meant to be together. And they are. Just as we are. Me and the double AA. That’s what I call them. The two lovely ladies that are now my girl band. Alicija and Ariel. Our first autobahn ride is rocky. We hit all kinds of traffic. We are patient. We miss our radio gig in Hannover. We find Galaria Lunar. We meet our host Martin. We set up. We are nervous. We go for turkish food and sit on the patio, hopeful, eyeing the clouds. There are clouds. There is impending rain. We know it is coming, but are suprised, huddled underneath an umbrella, about the wet, the gush and the hail. We finally give up and sit inside. We imagine our first show. Will people come despite the spring storm. We are wearing costumes. Blouses and bows and feeling very much like ladies. I am feeling like a lady. Certainly dressed up as a lady if that makes a lday. Our first show goes well. A friendly audience filled the small gallery space. An audience that leaves the house despite a spring storm. The best audience you can ask for. I look at my double AA and I can’t believe my luck to be traveling with such great women. I sense they are up for anything. That night I am so wired from the show that I can barely sleep. I try to talk some sense into me, but my body refuses to give into the tired. The next day we head to Wuppertal. None of us have been to Wuppertal. Oh Wuppertal. Oh craddeling suspension railway. You dangled us along the river Wupper like a sweet mother. We were a little seasick afterwards, but it felt so very modern to glide through the city on this 1901 railway system. Futuristic even. I wonder how grand it must have been 100 years ago. It was built just in time for Susie Asado. I am sure she took a ride in Wuppertal mumbling her funny words. That night we play at Hutmacher. An old train station converted community house/collective/art space. The Hutmacher is the former entrance of the train station. Super high ceilings like a grand ballroom. When they put out all the chairs around the stage I can’t imagine that many people coming to our show and I get nervous. But those seats do get filled and we have another attentive friendly audience. The sound is beautiful in the grand space and it is especially exciting to sing with the double AA. Oh double AA. Everyone should have a double AA. And so we start the tour. Dressed up as ladies, singing proper lady songs. To be continued . . .