In the cold wintery pedestrian city of Berlin, Jagermeister is like fuel. Just like putting gas in your car to get from Point A to Point B, we’ve found a little bottle of Jagermeister is enough to keep you warm, give you energy and get you there with a smile!

Viva la Jagermeister!!! 

I just took a cruise through our old China blog, and realize I’ve been slacking on this whole German blog thing. It’s not due to a lack of interesting events, I guess I’m just caught in the moment, living the day to day, or Alltags. Plus, some of the real true to heart stuff just doesn’t need to be “put out there”. But I realize, I’m robbing myself the pleasure of coming back, years later, to re-live these adventures. These are good times and I never want to forget them - so, “Hi Daisey Years from Now!! I hope you’re maintaining your current blog, about wherever you are and whatever you’re doing!!” I guess I’ll resort to the ol’ “in a nutshell” thing…

• I’m a believer! I’m healed!! - I’ve always had problems with my sciatica, hips, legs, feet and finally got to the point where I was ready to try something new. My friend Dana suggested I see her craniosacral therapist, claiming she was a miracle worker, of sorts. No doubt! Besides the fact that I was horribly sore for a few days after, I have to admit: I’ve NEVER felt better. After 2 visits, my leg feels like brand new! In fact, my All of Me feels like brand new. 
• Just the 2 of us - note to self… very few people can keep up with the adventurous Dynamic Duo!!! I’m proud of us for keepin’ the faith!
• I joined the Mac Cult - My PC finally croaked and I decided to take the plunge and go Mac. Oh. My. God. I looove it! I’m having a blast “moving in” and getting acquainted with all those cool little Mac tricks. It has a German keyboard though, not SO horribly different, but as a programmer, it’s truly going to kink my flow. So, I ordered a US wireless keyboard, which our friend Dillon will be hand delivering from the States in a few weeks!
• La Musica - Not a whole lotta gigs right now, but certainly lots of studio work. We’re trying to wrap up and release the Lady Daisey album before summer rolls in. It’s gonna be fresh!!
• Video Madness - Along with my new Mac came a wave of new software, including iMovie and Adobe After Effects. I’ve become a video junkie, working on a video EPK. Coming soon…
• the Sauna - I’m not sure WHY we don’t have these in the States, but it’s a wonderful way to unwind and relax. My friend Karin has been taking me to a new sauna every Sunday and there’s no worry about running out of new places, we call it the Spa Tour. Nude. Co-ed. So what?! It’s liberating to be surrounded by so many people who could care less about seeing boobies. Even my husband loves it!
• Spring is on the horizon - after a few months of snowy, cold, gloomy, soggy days… we’ve had a couple of beautiful sun shiney day, still cold, but hey… it’s a treat, and a reminder of what’s to come. Cuz summer in Berlin is the BOMB!!!!
• Happy Birthday Batsauce!! - my sweet husband and I are going out to chow down on Chinese hot pot and walk around and drink beer and take pictures and videos and laugh and live and love… ahhh… das Leben ist gut!

I’m making a pinky promise with myself to keep this thing updated. Ha! We’ll see how THAT goes!!!

So… we decided to extend our stay!

Which means it’s time to REALLY get nestled in and make ourselves at home, before winter officially kicks in. Over the past 4 months, we’ve realized Prenzlauer Berg really sweet, but Kreuzberg is where it’s AT! It’s kinda like the artistic/creative ghetto, cheaper, grungier, more culturally diverse. So… we found a great flat in Kreuzberg/Neukoln (the Turkish part of the city - GREAT food!) on Sonnenallee (which means Sunny Street!) It has an AMAZING view and is completely unfurnished. We went to IKEA and bought a few things (mattress, light fixtures, a desk) but other than that… it’s all open space right now… with an AMAZING view!

My sweet grandmother recently passed away.
Gramma, this one’s for you…

Soul Celebration
lyrics/vocals: Lady Daisey
music/production: Batsauce

The whole reason we came to Germany!!
and it ALL starts next week!!

I really just want to tap this out so I never forget…

Bat, Wynton and I were “busking” at Alexanderplatz again today. This time, we started outside by the fountain and decided to relocate to someplace a bit warmer, ie: inside the train station. We found a great little spot, nestled between 2 columns in the tunnel. People were coming and going all around us, throwing money in our little pile - danke!

Then… *she* entered the picture.

Woah. Crazy Brazilian woman on the loose! At first, she just seemed genuinely (and a bit aggressively) into what we were playing. Then she started asking for Sade. Well, sure I loooove Sade, but that doesn’t mean we know how to play it, or what key it’s in, or all the words for that matter (lyrics tend to evaporate sometimes) Then she started waving a 20 euro bill in front of us, saying “sing it! sing Sade! sing it for me!” So we tried. It was aiiight, I suppose. Let’s just say I’m glad Sade wasn’t on the 5:30 U8, or she would have been like “was is das?” — So anyway, this all just excited the Brazilian lady even more, to the point where she was flailing her arms, screaming “sing this, sing that, do it! I pay you!”

Now she wanted to hear “you are so beautiful” which is a very *chill* and heartfelt song. So I started singing it, TO HER of course (which was odd) — this REALLY set her off. Now she’s jumping around, waving money, instructing us “brutal!! sing it brutal!” meaning she wanted me to put brut force behind how I was singing. It’s just not that kind of song, lady, but ok. So now, I’m belting out “You arrrrrrre so beautifulllllll to meeeeeeeeeeee, can’t you seeeeeeeeee???” in a totally crowded train station, at rush hour. Bat’s playing bass. Wynton’s on harmonica. Then she wants Wynton to sing it. She REALLY got worked up over that, telling him to sing it louder! brutal! grrrr… force! stronger!

OK. This lady has issues. And a breath you could probably bottle and become intoxicated upon inhaling. So Wynton is eyeballing that 50 she’s waving around and he starts crooning “you arrrre soooo beautifulllll to meeeeee” and she’s still insisting he sing it with more “brutal!” Now she’s like “shut up! you don’t sing! why you don’t sing?” to which Wynton responded, “I’m not even a singer! I play harmonica!” so he dumps his bag over and a few dozen harmonicas spill out… “see??? lady, I play harmonica, multi monicas. what do you want from us?”

And then, like the clearing of a grey sky, the clouds shifted, the sun came out and suddenly, she switched into a whole different persona, apologized, told us she loved us and went on her merry way… but not without paying us for her time.
A few minutes later, the cops came and told us to pack it up.

No problem, officer.
We were actually JUST leaving!

I can’t wait to do it all again tomorrow!