Kristin Hersh is one of my favorite people ever. I love her solo work and her work in the incredible Throwing Muses. Her blog is great; she talks about family, friends, and her music. Her most recent entry, about her family getting ready for tour (she brings her family on tour…cool!) is hilarious and has this story in the middle:
We drove across the country one summer when we all had shaved heads (August in New Orleans’ll make anybody reach for the razor) and people seemed to think we were a tiny cult. The kids wanted to play this up by only referring to each other as “Brother” and “Sister” but that’s because they’re not scared of anything (they say they got the idea from the Berenstain Bears — which they always thought was a little creepy). That whole trip, waitresses would drop our pancakes on the table and skitter away before we…I don’t know, recruited them I guess, and this worried us. We much prefer the safety of invisibility.
Ha! The Berenstain Bears part is the best part.
