She's cheeky. She's a sham. While in neutral she pacifies her fear of death working as a catering marm called in from the larder to occasionally arrange and perform bits of backing tracks. A mere managing director - a signing authority juggling - this co-proprietor of Psychotropic Studios in Dundas, Ontario where she and her partner Nick Blagona hover and perspire, brags decades of old habits with ample experience in badgering deliciously talented record producer/engineers, all manner of recording artist and friends present and past, alike. Furthermore, she has facilitated several pompous yawns and harnassed mayhem, creating ludicracy, only occasionally to no avail.
She covers each, perfectly. Callas she is not. BlackHead they said. And she grew grumpy in line. Petulance divine. Dedicated to her pew on the fence she excels otherwise at everything.We're all thrilled for her. And don't forget...Report
My Interests
I'd like to meet:
Steven Fry, Peter O'Toole, Germaine Greer, Kevin Spacey, King William, Gore Vidal, Many more in that hopeful afterlife: Kate Hepburn, Audrey Hepburn, Martin Luther King, Gregory Peck, Gandhi.