Lynda Carter Sings Wonderfully

Last week I noticed that none other than Linda Carter would be performing at the Catalina Jazz Club on Friday and Saturday nights.

To say I was excited would be an understatement. I was SO excited - Wonder Woman herself!

To realize how deep and true my love for Lynda Carter is, you'd have to understand my desire to BE her (well, at least her alter ego, Diana Prince) when I was growing up. I wanted those gold bracelets. I wanted that gold lasso. And I definitely wanted the invisible plane!

Lynda Carter was such a total and complete bad-ass as Wonder Woman. We recently caught an episode on TV on some oldies channel and the episode totally held up!

Here we are in the crappiest seats in the entire place. It's too bad they cram so many people in there that you can't even see the stage. We were sitting to the left side of the stage and as far to the left as you could without being in the parking lot or outside. Because of her back-up singers, all we saw was the sides of THEIR heads the whole time. Never saw Lynda onstage. Total bummer, especially after paying so much for the show and a few drinks (which were required).

OH, look. THAT'S what she looks like when she sings. Interesting. She sounds amazing - it just would've been nice to see her once in awhile. The music was....wait for it....WONDERful! :)

I won't go into the nightmare that happened next because I feel I've been ranting way too much on here lately (and I got the picture, so I should just be happy, right?). Still, part of me wishes I'd never met her because, honestly, to say she's "terse" (the word Keith and I decided was the best way to describe her) is an understatement. I'd been warned before I went that she wasn't rainbows and butterflies and initally I said I didn't care as long as I got the pic. But afterwards, I was really bummed. I felt like I'd lost my lifelong hero. I know she did the picture and that's great....but now all I see is the drama it took to get it. That show (you know, the same one we couldn't see AT ALL) was WAY too overpriced for us ever to return and the staff treated the waiting fans really horribly. They picked and choosed who was able to enter a room to meet her, while the rest of us "less-thans" were left to wait behind a barricade of chairs and tables and all we could do was hope and pray she'd stop for us. Luckily she said she'd stop "if we were civilized," but I left just totally disappointed in the whole experience. Needless to say, I was disgusted by the venue and will not ever go back to the Catalina Jazz Club. Ugh.