Soprano, Pianist and Performance Artist Phoebe Legere on Healing Wisdom

Tomorrow on Healing Wisdom on Cape Cod's Outermost Radio​ WOMR continues to promote the hell out of the incredible PHOEBE LEGERE who is performing at the Brick Hill House in Orleans on Sunday at 7:30pm. Call 508-255-3864 for reservations. In our chat we learn about more of the metaphysical side of Phoebe. We talk Goddess culture and DNA. She is a composer, artist, film maker, arranger, songwriter, singer and performer on piano, accordion, guitar, cello, Native American flute, and synthesizer. Most recently, she's been shooting a film with Lena Dunham, but she's performed in orchestrated works as a soprano in operas and musicals all over. You've probably seen her on TV in the 80s.

Tune in to our incredibly casual conversation conversation 9am ET on 92.1 WOMR-fm in Provincetown, 91.3 WFMR-fm in Orleans or streaming at http://womr.org

Pandora's Jukebox Gets a Lift

My show from last night: You can hear it for the next 2 weeks if you follow the link below. Click "Station Archive" Click "23" Click "Poplife or Pandora's Jukebox..." http://www.radiofreeamerica.com/station/womr-wfmr

Lots o' #surf, #80srock and #electroswing

Pandora's Jukebox​ Playlist https://spinitron.com/export/womr75-pl2527-A54EtUct.html

I'm moving to every 2nd and 4th Sunday morning on Outermost Radio out of Provincetown, Mass in late October or even November through May.

It looks like my monthly Jukebox stints will continue.

My Uncle, or a Demon Doing a Damn Good Impression

My uncle, or a demon doing a damn good impression of him, has been in communication with me. Specter-style. Although, in my escapist fantasies Galen has disappeared himself, buying a one-way plane ticket to Japan in hopes of marrying some Christmas cake he met online, whose parents are desperate for her to quit her happy spinster ways. She has invited him to make her an honest woman in a little village far from Fukushima, shrouded by forest, and next door to a brightly painted Inari temple lined with phalluses. There his new wife makes a living selling goofy 50s/60s Science Fiction kitsch, like framed velvet painted scenes from 2001: Space Odyssey. Together they will heroically scatter the countryside with sunflower seeds, helping to rid farmland soil of radioactive chemicals.

Together, they will open their own War of the Worlds Laundromat with surf music, tsunami footage playing on multiple television sets and a vending machine with Coolpis Kimchee Wipe Out and Black Vinegar Juice Twister. They will build a Creature from the Black Lagoon mini-golf park known for its arcade with an interactive weather modification hologram featuring the Winter Olympics in China and an I-Survived-Swimming-in-Rio Olympics video game.

The newlyweds will start a fast-food joint called, Mac's Big Pharm, inspired by Nuclear Age Sci-Fi where Deadly Mantis burgers, Forbidden Planet French fries, and Invasion of the Body Sashimi will be filled with ADHD and anti-anxiety meds. OxyContin for Toddler Go-gurts will trend on #post-apocalyptic social media like new #HeadtripImplants(TM) that stream content both auditorily and visually without Google Glass.

As the poster boy for expatriate/Post-WWII-dreams fulfilled, Galen can be the George Bailey of affordable cat tranquilizers dispensed through Mac's Big Pharm Taco Tuesdays.

Each "fast-fun" joint with feature a miniature Yangtze River running through the grounds into which patrons will piss their meds directly. Folks can watch resulting DNA transmographication in a nearby miniature man-made gorge, where a large screen above shows play-by-play time lapse images of infertile fish trying to conceive, hermaphrodite tadpoles chasing their own tails, and octopi caught red-finned in embarrassing genetic mutations.

What's curious is this whole thing got started with her sending him postcards she painted of culinary creations she made up to look like scenes from Mothra Vs. Godzilla, Atomic War Bride, and I Married a Monster From Outer Space. She was really giving him the business right from the start, and now she is sewing Doctor Who costumes they will wear to Cosplay swingers' parties that mostly involve reading to each other from their favorite graphic novels and re-living their favorite graphic novel dialogue over impromptu diorama building contests. They stay up late singing karaoke over non-alcoholic St. Pauli’s and take lots of selfies of themselves wearing superhero masks. In honor of their imaginary relationship, I bought 3 red kimonos today, and the woman who sold them to me gave me a gorgeous wedding dress in exchange for modeling it on one of her horses, Mr. T. (She has rescued horses I visit.)

My Hero-shima is the best little man. He reads car manuals cover to cover and informs me of our cars' features, spends hours reading about anti-virus software and researching companies he may like to work for. He fixes broken things. He helps me in learning to play the piano. He builds stuff and today he put together solar powered fans. He just turned 8.

While contemplating the next incarnation of my Pandora's Jukebox logo, I've been looking at some of my favorite artists' works. Hero is discovering my art books: Kay Neilson, Georgia O'Keeffe, Botticelli, Salvador Dali, Maxfield Parish, Klimt, Mucha, Sir Lawrence Alma Tadema...but he lingers with Jan Saudek's photos, probably because he thinks that they are inappropriate. Although, HR Giger (the artist behind The Alien film) creeps him out too much to open. Too many baby-faced condoms on the cover? I'll have to wrap my chocolate stash in Giger print outs.

Today, we ate wild blueberries on our walk with friends. I just wish summer could linger on for another couple of months. It's always too short. I have so many photos I'd like to take but I need the right models. I have a very Art Nouveau/Ingmar Bergman shoot in mind, but I really need three young ladies with very long hair in very long chiffon dresses with trains. Cape Cod in the summer is heavenly and I must capture this light and the gorgeous beaches and grapevines before the skies turn gray and the leaves turn autumnal.

Before we moved I found some old art. Visual art was really my first love, and as a result of not spending enough time my skill hasn't grown much. But, illustration and painting is something that I would love to go back to. Sad that most of my art got moldy and had to be thrown away over the years. Always take photos.

Here is my birth art:

Never draw your genitals in a less than ideal way, especially blown out, or you might found your self in stitches and in serious pain. I thought a rose was a cute metaphor for opening (like a blossom).

I really did give birth in a 20 dollar kiddy pool. Funny how it didn't retain any heat in the 7 hours I was tripping my brains out, acting like a gorilla and refusing to leave the pool. It was those goddamn ferns telling me to stay put.

This was how my goddess series started ten or twelve years ago...

I went through a femanazi phase where I read Bust and Bitch magazine, (and lots of Adbusters), with a little Cunt (the matrilineal neolithic term for challice/sacred vessel) and Adios Barbie for good measure. (Along with some classics from Mary Daly, Emma Goldman, Naomi Wolf, Betty Friedan....)

Here's what put the kibosh on my nanny career (I was 16/17 in Community College): Social Critique of the Capitalistic Agenda and Big Pharma

And... "Infantalism with Angela"

Here is a self-hate-portrait from that time:

Here's was my first pillow book for a tenth grade film analysis class where we watched Japanese porn, Bergman, Truffaut, Cocteau, and the like.

7th Grade: This globe is a snap of a print of a painting I made for a teacher-mentor-friend I adored. In 7th grade I read a 500 page biography of Oscar Wilde, was fascinated by Lewis Carrol, listened to a lot of Chopin and bought opera tickets with money I made from my art. I wanted to travel the world, see Shakespeare performed at the Globe Theatre and The Magic Flute at the Teatro di San Carlo.

5th grade: The kid who sat next to me. At ten I studied Viennese Baroque architecture, read Shakespeare at length and wrote sonnets in iambic pentameter, sat at museums and in front of Victorian houses for hours on end sketching.

Electronic Violinist Roswitha on Healing Wisdom

Hear my Healing Wisdom interview with Austria-born Electric Violinist and ecclectic singer/songwriter Roswitha. She's appeared on Late Night with Conan O’Brien, in the movie August Rush, at the Latin Grammy’s, and was featured on MTV’s Unplugged. With the Philharmonic Orchestra of the Americas she performed with John Legend, Santana, Gloria Estefan and Patti LaBelle.

ROSWITHA POD HERE