I just did an interview with author Jack Wallen, lately of the acting world, but now ensconced in the wilds of Kentucky. You can read the interview here. I think the closest I’ve ever been to Kentucky was Nashville. Years ago, a producer who will remain unnamed invited me down to check out my music. Needless to say, he didn’t sign me, probably because my name was not Lady Gaga. The fact of the matter is, folks, meat is for eating, not wearing.