Tribal Baroque 5 Year Anniversary!

Photo by Dan Rubin.

Photo by Dan Rubin.

Monday November 17th 2014

Thoth woke me up at 10 to go to “Interstellar” at 11. “Happy anniversary. This day is as important to me as the day we got married.” he said.

It was this day 5 years ago we left everything behind to create a new life together. It was this day 5 years ago we got on a plane and flew to Europe. It was one of the most terrifying, exhilarating days of our lives. How the f*$k did we do it? Hardly anyone, accept maybe Dan, believed in us. He just sent us a happy anniversary card. He’s the only one who knows. We went to hell and back and we’re now married! We’ve traveled and prayformed in Europe, North America, Africa and South America. More people know about our work than ever before. People recognize us on the streets of New York, and all over the world. I used to dream of that. Our love is like a mighty rock that has stood the test of hundreds of small and large avalanches, landslides and hurricanes. I think we were tested the most the first year in order to see what we were made of. We’ve been trapped in foreign countries with no money, we’ve been homeless on three different nights, I almost drowned once, Thoth bashed his head in a pool, we’ve gone hungry, been duped by landlords, gotten arrested twice, gotten our instruments stollen by police, been harassed by security guards, been yelled at by strangers, felt hopeless, and almost gave up a few times…


On the train ride to see “Interstellar,” I listened to my mom’s song “Try to be True” and “The Power and Glory.” It made me cry. My mother used to be so full of hope. I feel bad for her. We got to the movie, and it was wonderful. Very complex, yet very emotional. When it was over, Thoth fell in my arms and sobbed. “Baby! What’s wrong!?” I said comforting him. He couldn’t explain his emotion. It was an emotional film. We left the movie theatre and it was pouring rain. We went to the subway and took it to Williamsburg. We picked up some sandwiches at a fancy grocery store and went home. My mom called and we talked for a while. She sounded good. I was so tired, so I rested until dinner time.

Thoth woke me up from my little nap and we went to a sweet French bristo down the street for our anniversary dinner. It was so lovely. The hostess was pleased we’d come to their restaurant for such a special occasion. The food was delicious, as always, and we got a snuggly table in the corner. How wonderful! I can’t believe how much we’ve been through to get to this day!

Thank you my sweet hubby for being there for me through everything. Thank you for helping me to learn respect, compassion and humbleness. Thank you for loving me despite all my flaws. Thank you for letting me sing with you every day. I love you more than anything. I will love you and be your little wifey for as long as you live. I love all your laughs. I love all the little cute things you do with me. I love how much you love me. It’s a beautiful feeling. Thank you for loving me. Thank you for constantly inspiring me and making me laugh. Thank you for being there for me in my darkest moments. Thank you for traveling the world with me and making me feel safe to be myself. Thank you for teaching me by exemplifying constant commitment to your work and humbleness in your daily life. Thank you for being my hero. Thank you for inspiring me to be creative all the time. Thank you for creating with me and playing with me. Thank you thank you thank you!

14 thoughts on “Tribal Baroque 5 Year Anniversary!

  1. Bill

    Reading this reminded me of the Karen Carpenter song, “I Won’t Last a Day Without You.” Congratulations on the anniversary. Your lives together would certainly make one hell of a movie!

        1. Bill

          I’m stunned you really don’t seem to know the name. You and Thoth would consider her too “bubble gum” for serious consideration, but she had a silken voice, something like the surface of a pond when dew still rests upon the grass in the early morning. Her voice, along with the pain she tried to express, makes me tear up, just as the beauty in your voice does. She suffered greatly with anorexia/bulimia and died at the age of 32. She and her brother were very popular back then.

          A small sample of the many tunes for which she and her brother Richard were famous:

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