Jazzy B,
I came back from vacation yesterday and found that they got us on the Internet. So, I ftp'ed a copy of Netscape Navigator for Windows, and I'm up and running.
After some initial getting familiar with the whole concept of WWW, I looked at your web page. It looks really good. However, I couldn't find the part where you put Cindy's stuff (graphics and sound bytes.) How do I get there?
Also, If you're still looking for information about Kansas, a co-worker of mine is really heavy into them and pretty much keeps track of them via a mail list. I hear they're working on a new album (or about to.)
Did you ever receive my review of Orwellian Tendencies?
No. Sorry to say I never did receive the review, nor an intact photo file.
I, too, enjoy Kansas. Though they are still alive, I can't help but feel they are not living up to their potential. Steve Morse is an awesome guitar player. And, Steve Walsh can do a handstand on his keyboards better than anyone else I've ever seen. If i can find a way to contact them outside of the regular, brutal agent/management way, I would like to investigate the possibility of a collaboration ... let me know.
Have you seen the Kansas web pages? Also, I understand there is a guy on the Kansas mailing list who publishes a paper-based fanzine who has direct contact with the band.
Oh? Can you tell me more?
A couple years ago we saw Kansas at an outdoor fest, and after the show, Cindy wanted to get backstage to kiss Steve Walsh. Well, at the last minute before the tour buses pulled out, she finagled a backstage pass and ran back, jumped on the bus where there were band members and said "Where's Steve?" "Oh, he's on that bus," one of the guys said, pointing to the other bus as it pulled out of the lot. Oh well. She did get to sneak in Steve Morse's dressing room between sets several years earlier at another show (non-Kansas), but that's another story.
What is it with women and jumping on tour buses? Before I married my wife ... oh, so many years ago ... she jumped on Nazareth's tour bus. She had a present for them. Concealing it, she held out both hands.
She said, "Which one?"
Without a pause, one of them replied, "Which ever one is better, Honey."
And, then there was the time she had to kiss Phil Collins ... and, the time she had to give Peter Gabriel a rose. It was quite dead by the time she gave it to him. At least we had a good conversation with Tony Levin. You also might be interested in an e-mail response from a V.I.P.
By the way, here is another way for you ( or anyone else ) to write to the Romper Room: