I seem to be a shit blogger.

I would like to say that I have better things to do than blog, but watching Kitchen Nightmares and gazing longingly at Gordon Ramsey's amazing hair is not so productive in the scheme of things. Although my cats love to lie on me while I am doing this.

I have one adorable cat, Aziraphale, who has his own blog about loafing, and I am currently fostering an absolutely squirrely and insane cat I call Lady Cat.

Digital member of band is in China cowering from the recent disasters, so creative process is at a halt.

Not for long, however, as I have recently discovered the lovely ipad applications for making music, many of which are free (always delightful for a starving artist).

I am also going to start the dread Master Cleanse, so stay tuned for a homebody Star Goddess who is whining about being really hungry and weak.

That is all for now, Earthlings.

Peace and love,

~HH

Up and onward!

Our last show at Shibuya Star Lounge was amazing; I made my own nutty outfit and had Watanabe-san in Harajuku turn my hair out, then stuck a giant bow hat with a veil in it, as one does.

Upon seeing the pictures I am still not happy with my legs; 3 times a week for two months with a personal trainer and still they are a bit...cottage cheese-esque? Damn the gravity on Earth.

Went to F Bar a few days ago and saw some models. I know comparisons are petty, but good gods. Next to those little sylphs I look like a potato. Though my beautiful stylist Misha Janette was spotted on the Fashion Channel viewscreen. Such an awesome, talented person.

Good thing I had on huge glasses with giant spikes protruding out of the lenses. I couldn't see most of the time (both friends were wearing white so I sort of just pointed myself in their direction and hoped for the best), so that was a comfort.

Things are going well for the band, is what I'm trying to get at, comments on my legs aside. We've ended the rather ridiculous relationship we had with our 'management', which is best for all concerned, and the talented and fabulous Inter Idoru is earning her status as resident Guardian Angel by securing us gigs and press. Bless her.

Up, up, and away.

<3

~HH

Happy intergalactic holidays.

During the holidays I've been sequestered in Los Angeles, then NYC, then Los Angeles again.

Los Angeles was quite relaxing, and NYC was freezing but yielded a dazzling trip to the New Year's Eve opening of La Traviata at the Met. What a gathering of beautiful clothing, champagne, and an amazing performance.

This will now be about the third time this year that I have missed a flight due to the strange way they like to represent the time on an itinerary. So, I return to Tokyo two days later than expected.

I miss my cat, but a few good songs came out of the extra time to myself.

Rave on, rave on.

~Hannah Hypnotic