I just finished massaging Kim Raver (the lady on the right in the above billboard ^) and her husband. They have been regulars of my massage team here in NYC but this time I massaged them personally. What an amazing couple and how beautiful is Kim? As you know, I sometimes take pictures and get autographs, but I always use good judgment as far as timing goes and it was just too chill, to private to ask. Maybe another time. There are many celebs that I have massaged, sometimes numerous times, without every asking for a picture, for example, Jerry Garcia, Joe Jackson, David Bowie (well, I got his autograph a few times, but never asked for a pic), a German star named Ester Schweins as well… big star, but if the right moment doesn't arrive, I don't ask.
Kim used to star in the series called "24" and now she is in one of the upcoming series, which will premiere this coming Thursday Feb 7th, on NBC. This show is supposed to be similar to Sex and the City.
Since the writers strike, TV in the USA has been absolute CRAP (apart from Animal Planet, of course). This show will be a breath of fresh air for those who actually have time to watch TV. Kim is a mother of two but you would never know it. She looks like she just got off the runway and that's without any make up on. She is absolutely stunning (and sweet as pie). Gorgeous feet too 🙂
Anyways, last night I went out and sang with a live band at Arlene's Groceries .. lots of fun. You can sing with an AMAZING live band every Monday night there.
I really have to find time and make a massive blog with loads of pics.. pics I took on my trip to Georgia, pics I took all around NYC, sigh, I am so swamped, I feel guilty for neglecting my blog. NYC is so fun and busy, I just don't have the time like I do when I am in Berlin.. I go out here a LOT more than I do in Berlin because (1) There is NO SMOKING allowed here in bars, cafes, restaurants, etc.. and my eyes and lungs don't hurt the next few weeks like they do when I go out in Berlin…even though Berlin claims to be Smoke Free now, I have heard from mates back in Berlin that it's a fucking joke. (2) NYC is more fucking fun and the people are friendlier too. My face hurts from smiling too much when I am here in NYC..
So much for me making a decision (Berlin or NYC)… can't do it. Jasmine will be buzzing around Berlin forever I guess and so I will always want to have one foot in Berlin and NYC, well, my life here is more productive, fun, wild, exciting, busy busy busy! Each place has it's ups and downs..which I have gone over repeatedly over the last few years..sigh.
I will fly back to Berlin soon (if I miss an opportunity to massage Madge (Madonna!) while she is in Berlin for the Berlin film fest, I will fucking flap. I land there in a week or so and I am crossing my fingers that I don't miss any exciting massage situations. ugh. I can't be every where at once.
Super exciting that Penthouse Forum will start running my sex column (they will call it "Calling Dr. Dot) which was my idea..it kinda sounds like that Kiss song "Calling Dr. Love" heh heh. They also said I will be on their May cover, so I hope that all works out. It is 7am NYC time and I am STILL AWAKE. I voted for Hillary, massaged that couple and then went all over Hoboken with Danny filming random people in random shops..we are working on a little project, I can't wait to post it, it's hilarious..
Gotta hit the hay, it's freakin' LIGHT OUT.
ps. Iggy, the owner of one of my hang outs in NYC, called, Iggy's , insisted I post this pic of us online. This was taken this past Sunday night by my mate Jill ( I will post more pics in upcoming blog, which include her 🙂
Iggy is aiming to have the BEST karaoke place in NYC and I hope that turns out to be true really soon. Iggy's is on the Upper East Side and has karaoke 7 nights a week, they just need to get a bigger song list and organize things a bit more, pimp the sound system more and bingo, it's karaoke paradise (most people sing rock and roll tunes there, not much ABBA or Britney going on there).
Got a new Macbook Pro and still have to use Windows on it to do my videos, pics and blogs, but I haven't given up, I will learn and master the Mac (someday).. this is why it's taken me so long to blog again..anyways…
My two German buddies and I went to the Hard Rock Cafe for Thanksgiving dinner. They had never experienced a Thanksgiving before. The Turkey was rather suspicious. They ordered "Turkey Legs" but the waitress told us they only have Breast. Not that they ran out of legs, they simply ONLY serve Turkey Breasts and they expect people to believe that they use REAL, fresh turkey? What do they cut the tits off and bin the rest of the fucking turkey or what? Oh please. It was obvious it was canned Turkey breast. Bitch please. It's 25 euro per person to eat there and you can cranberry sauce, turkey breasts, stuffing, gravy, mashed potatoes and a slice of apple or pumpkin pie. Everything but the suspicious Hard COCK cafe Turkey and the NASTY fucking wine was scrumptious. Note: never ever expect decent wine at a Hard Rock Cafe. They are ALL about cocktails.
The Sage club in Berlin has been around for years. It used to be called the Boogaloo, when I brought Robert Plant there in 1993. I have also brought Bruce Willis there, Pantera and Eminem and D-12 there over the years to party. Hey, I not only massage the artists, I play tour guide too as I speak fluent German and know Berlin better than any other city I know. Anyhow, the owner of the Sage, Sacha, put me on the guest list for VIP passes for a special party. Each Thursday the Sage hosts a Rock and Roll party. LOADS of rock and metal fans pack this club every Thursday. It starts around 11pm and goes onto 8 or 9 am, sometimes until noon. This particular party was a 24 hour party.
I have to laugh when people (Frank Sinatra) calls NYC the "city that never sleeps". I am in NYC and believe me, it fucking sleeps. It's hard to find a rowdy place to go really late at night, whereas Berlin literally parties all day and all night; I'm surprised any work at all gets done in Berlin. Most clubs and bars stay open 24 hours a day. It's really strange. People don't even go OUT until midnight in Berlin. In New England, however, they go out at 7pm and get thrown out of the bar at 1am sharp (in Connecticut they set the bar clocks 20 minutes ahead to get rid of the crowd early) wtf?
Pics I took inside the Sage
Ok, where was I..oh yes, this particular party was a special party. It was the 10 year anniversary party for their "Rock Night". So I simply had to go. When the girls and I got there and parked, the line to get in was outside, all around the block. We were really grateful to be on the VIP list. Yay! All those years of bringing stars to their club finally paid off 😉
Another cool thing about Germany and Berlin in particular is the freedom. They are almost too liberal (trying to make up for a guilty past perhaps?). You can get into any club and bar at age 14 and up. I mean, do these girls look older than 15 to you? Hell no. I have cheese and wine older than these babes. They are cute as fuck though and posed for me in the bathroom. Cuties.
< Andreas, aka Kirion
I love the rockers you meet at the Sage Rock nights. Most other Berliners are into Techno or House, they are so "sprockets"!. I am pretty sure I was drinking with the hottest guys in the whole club. The ladies were leering at me all night. Heh heh. First we have Andreas, aka Kirion (his band name) from Italy. He is the singer of a Black Metal band called Sturmkaiser . He wanted to make it clear, the band plays Black Metal, not Death Metal, which according to him, is much lighter music, as in, for pussies. Black Metal is what Satan himself listens to down in Hell. Whatever. I had fun talking to him and telling him how fucking gorgeous he was and how lucky (or not?) his girlfriend is. I am actually not sure having such a gorgeous, flirty boyfriend would be a good thing. sigh.
I mean, look how fucking good looking he is. It's insane. He enjoyed using up my free drink tickets Sascha (club owner) kept sending my way. The younger girls were hissing and leering from a very close distance. It was amusing and it got even worse when Charlie came to hang out with us….
Charlie Crawford is very very famous in Germany for being a final runner up on their version of "American Idol" called "Deutschland sucht ein Superstar". He was on it until the very end but lost to some other punk. I have known Charlie and his Goddess of a sister for over 2 years. Charlie has a band called "Empty Trash" which is becoming more and more popular. Thing is, Charlie is 19 and Andreas (Kirion) is 23, so it felt fun being the sugar mama of the evening. "don't stand, don't stand so, don't stand so close to me"…
German girls are insane over Charlie. They swoon, scream, push and shove to get near him. It's adorable. Since I've had him in my myspace top friends, I have gotten several emails from random young German girls asking me to hook them up with Charlie. It's insane. lol
Oh what a night. It was perfect apart from the fact it was SOOOOO SMOKEY that I got another lung infection and ended up in bed for two whole weeks on antibiotics (had same problem one year ago). I can hardly fucking wait until the smoking ban takes effect in Berlin (starts Jan. 1st 2008). If it works, Berlin will be even more amazing then it already is.
^ Charile, me and some unknown drunk clown
Busiest bartender in Berlin ^
Just edited a tiny film I made of NYC and spent hours uploading and cropping pics I have taken here in the city and will post them in the next day or so. I am glad Christmas is over and am looking forward to New Years eve (may go see Chris Rock at Madison Square Gardens 🙂
Landed in NYC a few days ago and have been lovin' it. Went out to a Book release party last night with Arturo and met lots of folks I haven't seen in a while. Once I figure out how to use my new Mac Book Pro, I will upload pictures and blog about it and Thanksgiving (oh lord, how embarrassing).
Life is so exciting here, I wonder why I ever leave. Tough to be torn between two great cities (Berlin-NYC). Gotta dash, ttyl
I am jumping ahead here, as in, I still haven't done my wild thanksgiving night blog lol, but 'this just in' has to come out now before I forget any details.. I went to the "Columbia Halle" early this evening to say hi to my pal Anna , who works backstage and just wanted to give the band, Foreigner my flyer (I wasn't planning on massaging anyone as a very good friend of mine bought me a ticket, so I was just planning on watching the show). When I stopped into the production office to say hi, I was surprised to see so many familiar faces. Most of the people who work with the band knew me from other bands they have toured with, mainly Iron Maiden. The wardrobe lady said "oh my god, Dr. Dot is here, the one from myspace!???" She came in and told me I had left a funny comment on her page of a cat taking a shit. Me? Nooooo! That can't be. heh heh. She took a picture with me and promised to send it to me on myspace asap 🙂
Jeff Pilson, the bass player, used to play with Dokken years ago ^
When I mentioned I didn't bring my massage table, but I DID have some massage oil with me, Jeff put his hand up first, so he got the first massage. The band does have a guy on tour with them who does massages, named Peter, from Sweden, whom I've met before at Iron Maiden, but Peter is usually busy working on the lead guitarist and founder of Foreigner, Mick Jones, so sometimes they can use an extra set of hands and Peter lent me his massage table to work on the band. This was indeed my lucky night.
I kicked Jeff's ass good. He really need a deep tissue, brutal massage to sort him out before the show. Touring is HELL on the body and I think everyone on the tour, roadies, bus drivers, caterers and managers, not just the artist, need massage on a regular basis to survive. It recharges their batteries so to speak.
Jeff is super cool, lives in LA and is a big tipper. Great guy! The whole band is on health kick, no alcohol or even cigarettes were to be seen backstage. If you want to remain in the music biz for a long time, you have to take care of yourself or you will burn out (like the Happy Mondays for example). You just can't party hard every fucking night on tour and expect to last. It just doesn't work.
Kelly Hansen , used to sing with a band called Hurricane ^
^ CAMEL TOE ALERT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This shot was taken seconds before they went on stage. I was horrified when I saw the picture and noticed my raging camel toe. Oh well, what can I do? It's there, staring me in the face. Oh Lawd!
You're gonna think I'm just a brown nosing cunt, but let me tell you, this band fucking ROCKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I usually never watch the whole show. I usually watch one or two songs. Last time I watched the WHOLE show was when I saw Steve Vai in NJ. I LOVE Steve's show, so I watch it in full. This band, Foreigner is tighter than a Chinese virgin. TIGHT I tell ya. I just gave into the cheesy-ness of it all, you know the 80's rock bands that you secretly love, but are afraid to admit to listening to at home alone? Like Styx, Journey, Foreigner, Pat Benetar, The Cars.. well, I fucking LOVE Foreigner and have never seen them in concert before. My massage team, however, has massaged them before, as they toured with Def Leppard and my team was doing that tour, so "we" got our hands on them, but this was my first time "feels like the first time". Oh man, I was singing along to every fucking song, jumping up and down, howling after each tune and clapping like maniac. I was happier than snoopy at dinner time.
The show didn't sell out, as it was a rainy, Sunday night here in Berlin, but it was still packed and I was surprised how many Germans in the audience were singing right along with me to the songs. They knew the freakin' words. It was sooooooo fun. If you just give in and sing along and relive the 80's, it's a blast. The singer KICKS serious ass. I was surprised when I heard it is NOT the original singer. EH?? I thought. He sounds identical, if not better. His voice is perfect and he is so energetic, he can give Jagger a run for his money. Not to mention the tight white pants he was wearing, well, he was packing' a mean pistol and it got the females in the crowd all sooooo excited. I just love REAL Rock bands, you know? Long hair, sexy singers with tight pants, ridiculously long guitar and drum solos and all that. LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Tom tore up the sax solos on "Urgent". I never realized how much sax is needed for Foreigner songs . Anyways, Tom is a sweet heart and I loved how he spiced up the show.
When they played "Juke Box Hero" I nearly creamed my jeans lol. I actually forgot that song. It was like every song they sang was a hit. Seriously, they are underrated. Go ahead and scoff at me, take the piss, make fun of me, whatever, I still love them and they are fucking hot in concert.
It also drove me wild to know that in 24 hours, they will be opening for Led Zeppelin in London. UGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I already booked my flight back to NYC on Dec 11th, so I could not change all of my plans. Dam Jimmy Page for breaking his finger, as this show is the alternate date. They had a previous date in Nov. that I could have gone to. Oh well, I have seen Led Zepp before (at Live Aide) but I would have LOVED to go and be there tomorrow. Sigh.
Foreigner's normal drummer is Jason Bonham, John Bonham's son. Jason wasn't here in Berlin, as he is in London rehearsing with Led Zepp, but their other drummer, Brian Tichy is out of this fucking WORLD good! He was smoking hot ^ in every way. Schwing!!!!!!!!!!! heh heh.
Some people write me and ask me if I still get excited when I meet a star or see a show etc. I have seen well over 3,000 live shows so far but yes, I still get excited. Tonight I was giddy as fuck. I was indeed a fan. A fan meeting a band she loves. Mick Jones is sooooo nice. He sounds American as he has lived there over 30 years, but he is from England. He has a kick ass sense of humor and didn't mind when I told him I found his guitar playing to be "dirty". His solos are razor sharp, crystal clear, but his riffs are raunchy, sexy, dirty, gets your pelvis moving, if you know what I mean. He has been playing for over 30 years and he STILL fucking rocks. Hard.
I had so much fun tonight, I felt 18 years old again, yay! The security guards, who know me, must haven been shaking their heads behind me as I danced like an obsessed freak. AAhhhhhhhhhhh, loved it.
Robbie, the production manager nabbed a set list for me and all of the lads signed it for me. Aw, they are sooo sweet! Mick asked Peter, the massage therapist, to go get me one of their Live Dvd's. OMG, I told him I would pay for it, but nooooooooooo, Mick insisted I have it as a gift. These guys are the bomb.
< The DVD Mick gave me
^ It's all superb live footage. So if you can't see them in concert, you can still get their DVD online..
Their singer, Kelly, looks a bit like Steven Tyler of Aerosmith. I said that to someone backstage and they said "don't say that to him, he gets tired of hearing that", so I guess I'm not the only one who thinks so. Some bands break up, reform and get a new singer that just does NOT cut the mustard, like Queen and Paul Rogers (eh? WTF!???????????????????? George Michael would have been prefect, but not Paul with his rough, raspy voice, it's the dumbest thing I've ever heard) BUT Kelly is fucking amazing; sounds exactly like the original, Lou Gramm and is much hotter (just an observation 🙂
Another example of bands finding a new singer and hitting the nail on the head is AC/DC. Brian does a perfect job (as good as anyone could do) of filling Bon Scott's shoes. A perfect fit indeed.
Anyhow, I have to get to bed, it's freakin' 8:30 AM and I'm STILL awake and have to pack for my flight to NYC which leaves in less than 24 hours..
x
FOREIGNER TOUR DATES:
12.10.07 O2 Arena London 12.10.07 Offenbach Frankfurt 12.11.07 Volkshaus Zurich 12.13.07 Papp Laszlo Budapest 12.14.07 Gasometer Vienna 12.16.07 Filharmonie Stuttgart 12.28.07 Fort Myers FL 12.29.07 Boca Raton FL
As you can see from the date on the backstage pass below, I have been really busy. So busy, a month has gone and I haven’t blogged properly. I’ve felt full, like when you eat too much, but my head is the full bit; full of blogs (full of shit?), so I am up, blogging, when I should be sleeping, to get rid of all this info rolling around my mind.
Have you seen “Bruce Almighty” with Jim Carrey? How the prayers build up and distract him? That’s how it is if I don’t write. It gets too loud and chaotic in my head.
Rather embarrassed to say, that I think the whole tonsil operation was a mistake. I thought, since the Doctors told me, they have to come out, meant, having them out would cure everything and I’d feel perfect. Seems now that instead of getting a sore throat, it just goes deeper (any infection) to the lungs. I have another lung infection (well, Berlin mostly heats with nasty COAL, so the air here is like a whore’s heart; dirty, really cold and moist.
I went out Thanksgiving night (will blog about THAT asap) and have been basically in bed since. I have a lot to catch up on, so..moving right along….
Peter, the tour manager of Rod Stewart is a mate of mine, even though I haven’t seen him since the Jeff Beck show. He had me come to the Max Schmeling Halle in Berlin to set up and offer massages at my first ever Rod Stewart show. I can’t believe I hadn’t seen him live since that night. I was waaay into Rod before I even had any pubic hair. I thought he was the sexiest mother fucker on earth, and I didn’t even really have a grasp yet what sexy was. Hearing him made me tingle inside; I was a fan. I mean, I’ve always loved Zappa and the Beatles, but Rod and Mick Jagger, were objects of my desire…tsk tsk. Watching Rod on TV sing “do ya think I’m sexy” turned me into a horn dog, ditto with Mick singing “Start me up” on Mtv. I admit it, go ahead and laugh.
SET LIST ^
I massaged the band and several roadies as well. One, named Bruce, was about 6 foot 8 inches tall, hung out with me and watched the show after his massage. He’s been on the road with Rod for years and years. Big sweet heart.
Bruce, Rod’s loyal carpenter/roadie ^
One of the back up singers was 7 months pregnant, but I only noticed it towards the end of the show. I gave her a foot massage for free after the show, as a tiny gift. Rod takes really good care of his crew, band and managers. I heard it’s the plushest tour one can be on, as in, one day off in between every show, which is fucking great if you are touring. The catering was the fucking bomb too. These folks got it good 😉
;Rod put on a fantastic show. It was funny as hell to see so many German men dressed up like Rod in the first few rows. Extreme fans who donned his hair color/cut and the same style of clothing too.
Still charming and handsome after all those years..and that voice. Oooh la-la.
I didn’t get a picture with Rod, sadly. He “gets bored hanging about backstage” as his manager Lars told me, so he leaves the venue the second the show is over. I was lucky enough, though, to get a signed Football (ok, soccer ball for the yanks) from him 🙂
After the show, a friend and I went to a birthday party I was invited to from my girlfriend Betty Deluxe (not pictured).
If you click HERE you can see Betty in action on stage recently, dressed in blue, dancing on stage with Mika. I have no idea why I didn’t snap any shots of the birthday girl…probably because she was so surrounded by her gay friends, I couldn’t get a picture of her even if I tried 😉
ANYWAYS, two of my other friends were there. Barbara Schoeneberger, who is Germany’s cutest, funniest and SMARTEST TV moderator and Andre’ Rival, my favorite photographer.
I just went to Youtube and searched “Barbara Schoeneberger” and was pleasantly surprised when I found a video of me on her talk show at the top of the page:
This interview took place in 2000, when she had a show called “Blondes Gift” which means “Blond poison” in German. I was wearing head to toe RUBBER. Sweating my ass off. lol. Anyways, I LOVE Barbara. She is fucking gorgeous, loves younger men, has ridiculously beautiful breasts and is smart as a fucking whip. Her show was called Blond Poison because she normally ripped her guests a second asshole. She is cheeky as, well, me. We got along perfect, so she was really nice to me; plus, why be mean when I am massaging your feet, right?
< yum yum, two’s better than one
After a couple glasses of wine, well, Barbara and I get kinda friendly. Andre’ Rival took this shot of us, he was in heaven.
Omg, been so busy it's insane. Just got back from London, where I was since last Sunday massaging Simon Cowell, who is by FAR my all time favorite massage client. I will do a blog about London and the Rod Stewart show I worked at but I have to sleep a day or two lol..
Jasmine is in NYC and I am so nervous I can barely sleep, so that is adding to the sleeping disorder here.. Berlin is freezing, damp and dark (when I go to bed it's dark, when I get up it's dark). One good thing about that is you don't have to worry about sun damage to your skin
"This is the only Frank Zappa song, that I allow" Anthony Kiedis, singer of the Red Hot Chili Peppers (extremely over rated band)
If you can figure out what the fuck he is saying, please let me know. Sounds like "this is the only Frank Zappa song I allow to exist" but he wouldn't dare say that, would he?
Sigh. Jasmine leaves for NYC on Sunday, I leave for the UK shortly after. Lots to do, little time to do it. I still have to write my Rod Stewart blog and pack.
I saw the Temptations in concert tonight. Came in at half time, missing the Four Tops 🙁
Great show but they played in the Tempodrome, which has the WORST acoustics in Berlin. Shaped like a big TeePee, all the sound echoes and sounds shallow, it's really bad. Anyhow, gotta get some shut eye, will write more asap.
For the last year, Harry Connick, Jr.and his entourage has been using my massage team while on tour. I know the managers Ted and Tom very well and they love our team. Harry does too. I had never met Harry until this past wednesday, but that never stopped him from talking about our massage team WHILE on stage, during his show. He has done this a few times already. The managers and my massage assistants have reported back to me "Harry spoke about us on stage, he said "I want to thank Dr. Dot and her wonderful massage team for making us feel good" etc. This is the BEST form of PR one could ever hope for. How sweet is he to do such a thing?
My heart was melting each time I head that. What a man I thought. EVERYONE on my massage team that has massaged Harry and his entourage was taken by his charm and their warm hearts. I have been anticipating meeting him myself for a long time now.
I spent Tuesday massaging Arturo in the Ramones museum (video to come) and then Tuesday night massaging Tom, one of Harry's managers (artist usually have a few with them: tour, production, assistant, etc). Then Wednesday I went to the Schiller Theater to massage them all. I had been there a few times before, namely to massage Hans Klock , the Dutch Magician, who has since carved a huge name for himself engaging Pamela Anderson in his new Las Vegas based act.
< Happy + proud to say, this is a standard view of the backstage area of most
Harry Connick, Jr. shows
The Schiller Theater must be an OLD building as many folks on the entourage were agreeing that it looks like Adolf used to hang out in there. It has a big Nazi feel to it, really. It's scary!!
I hung out while Harry napped and massaged his lovely assistant Megan. Young girl from NYC, suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuper sweet. She went to wake Harry and told him "you know that massage team "www.drdot.com" we always use? Well, the REAL Dr. Dot is here today to massage you". He came out of his dressing room all sleepy eyed (read: cute) and saw me sitting there and said "You're the real Dr. Dot!??" and before I could even answer, he said "You're GREAT Dr. Dot!!" . I was laughing so hard. He is SO sweet!! His Southern accent and genuine way of speaking and looking you in the eye is so refreshing. I told him "how do you know? I haven't massaged you yet" and he went on to say he loves my team and can't wait to get a massage from me later.
The sound check started. I counted at least 14 people in his band. Big band set up, which has a swing/jazz vibe to it .He stood facing the band, conducting them and singing without a microphone along to the music. I heard that he is VERY spontaneous, never has a set list and this keeps EVERYONE on their toes, especially the sound techs. He has a cult following and has sold over 40 million records. I had never seen him live before so I was excited to see what he was all about. The sound check took hours because it was their first day back after a tiny break. He is a perfectionist, I could tell, like Mr. Zappa. The band was tight so all the hard work pays off. There aren't that many artist today, that write all their own music, lyrics, sing the songs themselves and play at the same time. There are a few, but not enough in my opinion. He is extremely talented and the show sounded PERFECT.
The Schiller Theater is one of those venues that do not allow you to simply go in and out of the main hall without assistants. As in, they don't want people making any noise, disturbing the crowd or audience, so if you leave to piss, the guard will have to escort you back in ONCE the song is over. The Germans really take the spectator thingy to a whole different level. Which is good, as they REALLY pay attention when someone is on stage. They are not talking about their love life, children or what they ate earlier to their friends during the show. I wanted to view some of the show, but not all as it was hot as hell in there and maybe someone else wanted a massage during the show (management, truck drivers ,etc).
So I like to pop in and out, which is tricky in such a venue. I sat at the sound board for a few songs and I can tell you, the sound was absolutely PERFECT. It sounded like you were in his recording studio with him. His piano playing, voice, band, were all flawless. No wonder he has such a big following. It doesn't hurt that he is extremely attractive either. The ladies were melting. No wonder it was so fucking hot and moist in there.
Speaking of truck drivers, I got along really well with an English driver named Al. He made me laugh and blush till my face hurt. Told me how everyone on tour now a days has to multi-task. It's not enough to just be a driver anymore, you have to also run the spot lights. Same with tour managers, they usually end up being the body guard or running a monitor or two during the show. I feel bad for the people who tour for a living, it's hard work, they get lonely and massage is the least I can contribute to the people who make live music a reality. Bless their hearts.
I was wondering why every one had NOLA written on their hats, shirts, etc. Nola is short for New Orleans, that is where Harry is from and that is the name of his current album too. The stage was set up to look like you were in New Orleans. Street lamps and all. There was no opening act and I am almost certain the show was about 3 hours long.
After the show, we all went out back to leave for the hotel and Harry was surrounded by fans and he took his time making sure everyone got their autograph. He is really nice to his fans. They weren't just female fans, it was 50% male, 50% female.
A driver was packing my massage table into a van and I was about to step into it as Harry approached his limo and he said "Dr. Dot! I want you to ride with me! I want to get to know you, get in!". He said this rather loud and everyone heard. I said ok, and hopped into his car with him. Makes perfect sense, as if we don't chat in the car, we would waste precious massage minutes chatting. Not good.
So, in the back of the car, there was Harry and I and in the front, the driver and his assistant, Megan. Harry was full of questions about my massage team. How did I start out? When did I start out? He was also full of compliments, saying how brilliant an idea it was and how great each one on my team is. We both laughed about the nut case I had to fire in Vancouver. I won't mention her name, but she did give a good massage but otherwise she was a fucking NUT! First of all, my team lost the Buck Cherry account because of her. The guitarist Jimmy gave me his cell number ages ago, and said to have my team check in with him to see if he or the rest of the lads want massage at each stop on their tour. Dumb ass up in Vancouver CALLED him at 8am, demanding to know how much she would be making, how long they would want her there and if she would be fed. Naturally he told her to fuck off and hung up on here because NO ONE in the biz should be disturbed before NOON! Artist should never be disturbed before like 4pm, managers noon. What a dumb bitch. She claimed she didn't know (yeah right, rock stars get up at 8am every day, wtf?) so I gave her another chance.
Big mistake. At the Harry Connick, Jr. show in Vancouver, she was in the massage room with Harry and instead of going out of the room and letting him get undressed and get on the table, she stood there watching. Trying to be polite, he said "oh, you can come back in a minute" and she just said "no, that's fine, I'm ok" and just stood there and watched him undress like a horny dude watches strippers undress. THEN during the face massage, she looked deep into his eyes and went off about how she can "see into his soul" and how she "knew what he was thinking" and how they were "as one" blah fucking BLAH, what a freak!! You should not talk during a massage let alone talk BULLSHIT during a massage. I hate that voo-doo bullshit some therapist pull out their asses during a massage. Less voo-doo please, and more fucking massage work!!
She freaked him out so bad, he had to stop the massage and leap off the table, grabbing his clothes and beat feeting it out the door. Then management tried to politely ask her to leave, but she hid! No one could find her. She ended up in the press pit or some shit like that and then once she was brought backstage demanded to be fed. OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!! Nightmare from hell.
Harry and I had a laugh about her. He said that he never would let one rotten egg spoil a dozen good eggs, and all was forgiven. In fact, it was me who brought her up, he had already "forgotten about her". Whew! 🙂
Harry asked me many questions, he was wide eyed and all ears, listening to my story of how I became Dr. Dot and formed my team of "Dot bots" as many people on tour cunningly name my assistants. Then, he started dialing on his iPone as I was still talking and he interrupted me by starting a conversation with his wife back in NYC "Honey, you know what? I am riding next to the legendary Dr. Dot!". I swear to God I am not making this up. I was smiling ear to ear, as was Megan in the front seat, it was SO CUTE! He then went on to tell her how he always uses my team but this time he was about to get a massage from the "REAL Dr. Dot!". OMG, I was in heaven. I love it when people are so into massages. He definitely LOVES massage.
And as I found out during the massage, he loves DEEP TISSUE massage. I mean, seriously deep tissue. I was trying my hardest to make him whine from pain, and sadly, I could not. I mean, am I getting old? Losing my painful touch? Or is Harry Connick, Jr. made of some secret steel found only in New Orleans? No music or talking, the room was silent for over two hours. I was sweating my ass off trying to go as deep as possible. Finally found a spot where I could make him at least acknowledge my "hands of steel", the arch of his feet. I can go mad deep on the feet. yay! He did say several times during the massage that it felt great, but I had the feeling I wasn't strong enough. He is a solid man, solid as a rock… super fit!!
Normally I ask artist/stars to pose for a picture before the massage as I know I will make them an oiling, puffy mess from the massage. Harry opted to pose after the massage. Takes a brave person to do that lol, I know I would avoid posing after I get a massage at all cost as I am puffy and greasy, hair looks like Nick Nolte's did after his arrest (mug shot), but hey, Harry still looks amazing. Those blue eyes, oh LAWD!
My gay uncle Jack is thrilled I finally massaged Harry, as he was a regular on Will & Grace for ages, so he has a big gay following too.. I heard he has been in a few movies too, but I haven't seen them..
Anyways, I am mad impressed by Harry and his talent. He is on tour, so if you read that he is heading towards your area, go see him, it's worth every cent, every minute of your time. Pure pleasure.
Nov 5 Madrid, Spain Teatro Circo Price Nov 6 Malaga, Spain Teatro Cervantes Nov 7 Zaragoza, Spain Sala Multiusos Nov 10 Barcelona, Spain Palau de la Música
11/13/07 Dublin, Ire RDS Main Hall
11/14/07 Belfast, UK Waterfront Hall
11/16/07 Glasgow, UK Clyde Auditorium
11/17/07 Birmingham, UK Symphony Hall
11/18/07 Birmingham, UK Symphony Hall
And last but not least, I showed some of the Harry Connick, Jr. crew around Berlin^
So another birthday has come and gone (Friday was my Birthday and naturally I will just let you wonder how old/young I am )
Jasmine and I spent most of the day at the Ritz Carlton Hotel, at their Spa. Jasmine has never had a facial or anything of the sort, so it was funny to see her experience it all. The service was great, but their techniques were half ass. Not worth the 600 euros is cost, at all. They rushed us, left Jasmine's face a mess and didn't have time to do my manicure (had to do it at home). Just warning you if you were thinking of spending money on the place.. The lady who does my facials since 10 years at the Europa Center is the best, by far. I guess I shouldn't have cheated on her 🙂
The last few days have been very eventful as my friend Arturo Vega (art director for the Ramones) has been in town. He just turned 60 but does NOT act it or look it. A youthful Libra, like myself, heh heh. I have known him since I was 15 years old. When I first started dating Joey Ramone. Anyways, Arturo is in town for some art exhibition he is taking part in. He designed EVERY single Ramones album/cd cover. He invented THAT Ramones symbol most people know, in fact, he even got it tattoed on his back:
< Arturo Vega
Some pics of us over the years…..
^ 2002 NYC
< 2004
I have one of us together when I was just 16 and I just tried to find it, but it will take days to find that one pic. When I do find it, I will post it as it's hilarious.
Below are some pictures I took the other day, showing Arturo around Berlin.
Arturo near the Sony Center, Potsdamer Platz
Jewish Monument near Brandenburger Tor ^
^ The typical Brandenburger Tor (gate) pose 🙂
Artie loved this building with the big D on it ^ . I am pretty sure it's an Art related/performance hall- building, but don't quote me on that.
We stood in line for ages to get to the top of the Reichtag (like the White House of Germany). The view was nice, I just wish we got there earlier, as it was kinda dark as you can see..
Unfortunately they were cleaning that glass dome, which you can normally walk around, literally. There is a winding path inside that you can scale, but we arrived at an awkward time, as they were vacuuming and mopping.
The middle of the dome, looks so futuristic ^
View from the top of Reichtag ^
No trip to Berlin is complete without a stop at Tacheles, the broke down building that squatters took over after the wall fell in 1989. They took over, making it into a bizarre art museum of sort. One artist, Tim Roelofs, is so successful, he has his own, rather permanent, shop on the 3rd floor. I even bought a piece from there, for my Dad for Christmas (keep that info on the down low 🙂
No, this is NOT the piece I bought for my Dad. But I find it entertaining and thought it was worth sharing.. (also by Tim Roelofs)
There are many freaks who live and/or hanging out in Tacheles. Never a dull moment. This girl from Sweden for example, has the longest Dreads I have ever seen on a chick. She was asking me if I had any weed to share. Didn't have any on me, lol, but I gave her some spare change for posing for me and to help in her search.
Be happy she has her mouth closed. Her tooth (and I mean TOOTH, not teeth) was rather disturbing.
Arturo was not impressed much by Tacheles like most people I drag there. He said he has seen similar/better/worse places in Holland for example. I guess at his age, and the fact he hung with the Ramones for over 25 years, you pretty much have seen it all. The Ramones signed their first ever record contract in his kitchen. He has pictures of that in his flat, which is like a Ramones museum.
Speaking of Ramones museums, our friend Flo, who is probably the biggest Ramones fan I have ever met, runs the Ramones Museum in Berlin. Arturo has been hanging out there every day since he's been there. I will go and film there tomorrow..
I gathered together with some friends at White Trash, the night after my birthday….just to have some laughs, no big woop…
Arturo talking to Paualo and Martina (one of my best friends & also a Libra 🙂 ^
Me ^ wearing the "DD" charms (in the usa, people call me 'Double D') I bought myself for my birthday. ^ Daniel givin' us the Dr. Evil pose.
Sansi, my friend and drummer and his lovely girlfriend Chrissy (also a Libra) and Bjoern, an old friend of mine since many years (who sometimes also acts as an agent for me).
It was fun, but after 3 hours of White Trash, I had to bolt with Freaky and Arturo to sing some karaoke. The first time since my tonsillectomy one month ago. My pipes are in working order again, it was so fun to sing again, and finally Arturo got to witness the madness 🙂
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Art work by Tim Roelofs ^ (notice the "woman" to the right holding her penis) Ahem, welcome to Berlin.
It is sunny in Berlin, but really cold. Not just the weather either I have to say it is getting harder to adjust each time I go back and forth from NYC to Berlin. Takes longer each time. The differences are amazing. It's cleaner here in Berlin and more organized but the people just do not smile on the street and if you make eye contact with them and grin, they look at you like you must be drunk and/or crazy. Note to self: stop smiling.
Jasmine is back from Italy and can speak really good Italian (she would stop me and correct me "It's NOT GOOD, it's WELL!!" but hey, I think if James Brown sang "I feel well" it just wouldn't have had the same impact. I feel GOOD dammit. Well, not really, my throat is still keeping me down, making me sleep 10 hours a day. Going to a new Ear, Nose Throat Doctor today, see what SHE says. If it's true the American Doctor "Forgot loads of tissue!".
Anyways, it is sooooooo great to see and squeeze Jasmine again. My true love. My sweetie pie. She's a big girl now and wants to go live in NYC for 5 months or so. NOT Hoboken, she wants to live directly in Manhattan and will do so soon. OMG, more sleepless nights to come. I often ponder having another kid but would I just worry even more? Does the love outweigh the worry? I am sure it does. I am so stuck in my ways now though, I love sleeping in; sleeping until I feel like it. Traveling where and when I feel like it. If I have another child all that shit will come to a screaming halt. But I now have the funds and capability to have a nanny, to do the boring work: laundry, shopping, cooking, cleaning.. which would leave me more time and energy to give more fun love to the child and sneak in a jog or two as well as regular concerts and karaoke nights.. oh the decisions. I am a Libra and can never decide anything.
My Birthday is this Friday. I hate birthdays. I think anyone over 30 hates Birthdays. BUT it is a fact, we all grow old (unless we get shot, run over or die of cancer before old age sets it). I guess one has to embrace it, but I will remain immature and youthful as long as possible. I am very immature. I admit it. I find myself gravitating to older women (STILL) to get my Mommy fix. Never got that motherly love so I crave it, still. Any women who read this and have a child or are thinking of having a child, be sure to love your child the best you can, as often as you can or they will grow up clinging to older women, like I do, it's pathetic.
Joe Jackson just called, he will come over again for another massage. He came last week and pointed out something to me that has never, in 18 years of flying back and forth from Berlin to NYC, occurred to me. Joe was trying to get a massage at like 8 pm last week and I said "Oh, no, I fall asleep at 7pm for a couple weeks after landing, thanks to Jet Lag". Joe says something that made me feel dumbstruck. He goes "Wot? You go to bed at 7pm and get up at 6am, that means you have Backwards jetlag Dot". LOL!! We talked about it and he is right. It makes NO fucking sense that I get up early after flying from NYC to Berlin. If I go to bed at 7pm here (Berlin) it is 1pm in NYC. Then I get up at 6am here but it's only midnight in NYC. But that's how I've been doing it for the last 18 years. So I have Backwards Jet Lag, as diagnosed by Mr. Joe Jackson. heh heh.
Anyhow, the two pictures below were taken on my balcony in the USA (notice Danny in the background)..Someone from myspace sent me (well, my assistant in Baltimore) this t-shirt to me as a present. I LOVE IT.
< The DVD Mick gave me
< yum yum, two’s better than one
< Happy + proud to say, this is a standard view of the backstage area of most
< Arturo Vega
< 2004 
I have to say it is getting harder to adjust each time I go back and forth from NYC to Berlin. Takes longer each time. The differences are amazing. It's cleaner here in Berlin and more organized but the people just do not smile on the street and if you make eye contact with them and grin, they look at you like you must be drunk and/or crazy. Note to self: stop smiling. 
