This is one of many live recordings of Dirty Little Queer. This time it was recorded at Women Made Gallery, in Chicago. I guess it was for NPR, but I don’t ever remember hearing it actually make it to the airwaves. It was an early spring day in April, and my allergies were in full swing. I spent most of my time before my set, lying on the hardwood floor, desperate to convince my body it actually did not have a sinus infection. Even so, this recording is about as close as you can get to a live performance, next to paying the cover charge.