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October 2007

Rosie will be updating this section of the web site with her own journals from out on the road. Keep checking in for the entries as they get posted.

More entries coming soon, Keep checking back!-Rosie


Welcome to Rosie's Journal.
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Oct. 15th

Last night’s show was in a bar called “Folk Song” The owner, Tera-sam had an amazing collection of both acoustic and electric guitars on his wall. He was kind enough to let me use the black Strat for my show. Again the crowd was willing to be my back beat with clapping and foot stomping as requested by me. Afterwards we went out to an Italian restaurant called ”Fracasso” and as we pulled in we were simultaneously listening to Austin songwriter, Michael Fracasso on the CD player in the car! Hows that for syncronicity!?! The food was Italian but strangely still Japanese like. For instance the salad I ordered had tofu and seaweed in it. The risotto was in a runny chicken broth with 3 or 4 different mushrooms floating on top. So it was deliciously Japanese-Italian and I ate the whole thing.

Tonight we had a REAL traditional Japanese dinner in a private room. We were all invited by Takashi, a friend of Shuichi, who had every Cd I'd ever released but one. (I've released 10) Takashi told me it was a dream come true for him to meet me and I told him it was a dream for me to be here. Pre-meal we met the owner of the restaurant, a high school friend of Takashi’s, and watched these adorable squid swimming around in a tank. Their eyes were so big and round, we gazed into each other’s eyes and I honestly felt a connection there. They were almost as cute as puppies, or like cartoon characters who had names and personalities. I thought to myself; I would love to have a couple of these at home for pets. The meal started with Sake and a tiny cup of fish in a mayo sauce. Then they brought out this huge plate of sashimi! Oh my God, it was one of the squid I had just met and who was still wiggling on the plate! EEEWWWW! The other fish’s mouth was opening and closing, trying to speak as if to say, “Please, please just spare us, put me back together and make this go away”. The squid’s big eye was staring at me and I was reading his mind as he was saying, “didn’t I just meet you in the other room lady?” “How could YOU of all people let them do this to me?” His sleek delicate body was sliced and diced behind him atop of shredded radish and leaves of shiso. Then the 2 men at the table started eating his moving parts. I’m sorry but my little American stomach was ready to get the heck out of there at that point. But as the minutes rolled by the captured fishes had gone to fishy heaven and then it all seemed quite normal again and well I do enjoy sushi and sashimi so I tried a few bites (trying not to focus on the eye) and man that cute Mr. Squid was mighty tasty. It is true, the fresher the better, so there ya have it!

Oct. 15th

Shuichi and I spend the day eating and riding the Shinkansen Bullet Trains for 5 hours to our next destination, Kanazawa. Shuichi is a perfect traveling companion, he likes good food and he doesn’t mind if I take a little time to shop for some gifts. He’s patient with my trying to learn the language and tries hard to pronounce English correctly with a little help from his American friend, me.

I’m looking forward to the show in Kanazawa. I will be singing as the Kanazawa Mamma!
We arrive in Kanazawa and are picked up by the owner of “Big Pink” Shuji and his wife Hiromi along with the 2 musicians who are backing me tomorrow night called Atsushi and T. There are hot springs mineral baths at the top of the hotel so this is a free luxury for the hotel guests. I take advantage of this since my back is hurting again, and I get really good nights sleep.

OCT. 18th

The show at “Big Pink” was as my British friends say: smashing! So far it was the most exciting crowd, mostly younger and therefore extra energetic. It also helped to have my new musician friend’s on stage with me and their energy. On Guitar was T. playing his Tennessee Rose electric Gretsch and Atsushi on the upright bass. I guess the earlier visit to the Chiropractor who did some acupuncture added to how great I felt as me and the boys sure did rock the joint and met some great new friends and fans.

I’m looking forward to my last 5 shows. I have been looking forward to playing Tokyo. I have 2 gigs with the rockabilly country band the “Hot Shots”. I can finally be Tokyo Rose soon!

Oct. 20th

The first show in Tokyo was at a very Texas styled country bar called The Lone Star! The owner J.T. was rally nice and he watched both sets of the night. The Hot Shots were so sweet and had taken the time to learn all of the songs on my set list really well. A great drummer Jackie, smokin' upright bassist Kenji, lead guitarist Yurichiro, and boy can they rock! The crowd was really nice and very attentive. We sold 2 “Silver Cowgirl” RF GEAR necklaces, bought by two really sweet girls, one the wife of the Yurichiro named Akie and the other Tami who both are in a band together, they also bought the RFG Hats too. So I was really thrilled and they both looked beautiful in them. The ride into Tokyo was long it took a few trains to get Shuichi and I into town but it was worth it to get here. Tokyo feels a lot like Japan town in New York, if there is such a place. The trains are as crowded as rush hour in Manhattan and I just love people watching. The younger kids are dressed so cool, very rock n roll. They wear big spiky 80’s hair, even the boys. Today I saw 2 girls with bright orange hair wearing black and white creepers (loafers). Most of the girls are wearing tall black shiny boots with very skinny high heels and mini skirts. It’s really reminiscent of the days in Hollywood with the Screamin’ Sirens hanging out at Cathay Du Grande.

My second day in Tokyo was really relaxing. I slept in till 11am and got up and went for a walk with Shuichi and we found a really good restaurant that had the Italian/Japanese thing going for it. I had my plate of Asian pasta and was ready to rock on into the night. The small club was called “Jerry Jeff Rock Café” and yes pictures of Jerry Jeff Walker were in the club along with his logo on the sign. The owner was a lady who had just about the best record collection I’d seen in a long time. I tried to talk her into selling her Bonnie Bramblet LP but she was never gonna part with that one. I couldn’t even talk her out of the Essra Mohawk LP that was also one of her favorites. Besides, they weren’t for sale there anyway. I love the venues and clubs here with the turntables behind the bar and their true appreciation for classic rock n roll. I was ready to start the show and broke out into a song but ss soon as I started singing the PA system started crackling and cutting in and out. So I made a decision and said "to heck with that noise" and went “unplugged” for the rest of the night. That ended up being a lot of fun since I had a full house and everyone’s attention. I was rockin’ on top of the tables and chairs, moving through the crowd with my guitar and singing to different men, they loved it. I had the crowd screaming my new favorite word PACHINKO! Along with the new word of the night;
AFLAC! Which started because this nice man gave me a toy duck that played piano and screamed AFLAC and by the way, yes he did work for the insurance co. Joining me on upright bass was Kenji from the “Hot Shots”. They have impeccable “time” here in Japan for rhythm, so it’s always been a great time for me with all the audience participation, especially on my solo gigs. I remember when I used to play at a pub by the beach in LA, and I had people banging glass ashtrays on the table for me and I had to stop when people started breaking glass and bleeding, no blood here.

Oct. 21st

Last night’s show in Tokyo was at a rock club called “Heavy Sick”, a great name! The “Hot Shots” were there to open the show with Chie fronting the band and doing some great songs to get everyone in the mood. The band came back on stage with me and we played about 90 minutes with 2 encores. Yurichiro was so cool to trade guitar licks with and everything just worked so well. The rhythm section with Jackie and Kenji was tight and I had a blast. Everyone said it was the best show so far. Maybe they were right. My favorite memory of the show was when I invited my new friend and singer Tami’s young son to come up and play on the left side of the neck of my guitar. I said “we are in the key of G” and he held down the last 2 strings on the 3rd fret and delivered to the crowd a lot of stage presence and charm, then I gave him an air guitar solo and he was the cutest little guy I ever saw! I think we have a future star in the making here. Shin has been taking guitar lessons for 5 years so he can really play and he’s only about 10 or 11 yrs old (that’s a guess). Oh and boy was he "dressed to the 9’s" in stage ready cowboy clothes, with red fringe shirt and a vintage cowboy hat, black jeans and real cowboy boots. (I’ll add a picture to the journal so you know what I’m talking about.) Later we feasted on a traditional Japanese dinner with the “Hot Shots” and friends, all in all in was a perfect night.

This morning finds me back on a train for short ride to the city of Kamakura. I’m told that this city was where the first Samurai first began. It was also the first capitol of Japan. It’s said to be a very old city and we can find a giant Buddha statue somewhere in the city. This will be my last night of the tour so I’m going to make it a good one.

Tonight, Kenji from the “Hot Shots” will be joining me on the upright bass once again. For the last night of the tour we are in a small Americana style club called Café Goatee. The crowd was also small but so lovely and energetic. The club owner offered a great home cooked meal and was warm and friendly. He obviously, by all the photos on his wall, has a great appreciation for American songwriters.
It’s so wonderful to be in a place club that honors the songwriters and artists. You could shop off the walls where they had handmade crafts hanging from a few local artists.

So all in all, I’m in love with the country of Japan. Everyone I met was so nice and so happy. It is such a clean place. The streets and trains are always bustling with women and men in black suits. This country is filled with people who work hard and are very polite. The youngsters are trend setters and dress like hipster rock n rollers. I love to people watch here. The food was amazing and delicious (I’m sure I ate way too much). And my tour manager Shuichi was great to work with. He was wonderful at making everything easier for me and I was very impressed with his professional attitude every single day. We had a lot of laughs and I feel lucky to have had the chance to work with him. I do hope he can continue to organize more tours for American songwriters in Japan in the future. Next time I write will be back from my 3 week tour Europe traveling the countries of Austria, Germany, Switzerland and Spain.




Japan 2007

October 5th
Observation; nobody wears sunglasses in Kyoto.
My friend Mari says that it’s because their eyes are stronger. The toilet seats are warmed by electronics and I must say that it’s a nice place to rest my laurels, I’ve even considered sitting there upon the warm porcelain throne to check my email but naw.

I’ve performed 2 shows to date. The first show was at a very exclusive lounge in Kyoto. The audience was dressed so nice. Men in nice suits and ladies wearing pretty evening dresses. It reminded me of the lounges my parents used to bring me to in the 60’s to watch a show and I’d drink my Shirley Temple and wish I could be up there singing. I played only 6 songs and the backing band “the Tennessee 5” (although there are 7) were note for note perfect. My steel guitar player back in LA, Greg Leisz would have been proud. The owner was a handsome and friendly man. When he told us he was 65 years old we were totally amazed because he didn’t look a day over 45. He brought us out to dinner at a nice Chinese restaurant, which was Japanese, style (go figure) but the food was amazing. At the end of the night he presented me with a gift, a very small acoustic guitar in a very small guitar case, 5 inches small. I said this is an extra guitar that won’t be a problem to carry, he agreed and told me he had that in mind.



October 6th
Last night’s show in Takatsuki took about 20 minutes on the train to arrive at. This is the first time I got to see the rich green mountains that surround the city and are so beautiful. In my mind I picture that this is what Hawaii would look like. The gig was a private party for a company called Konan Co. that has always welcomed “Kenji and the Tennessee 5” to come and perform for what were now their 18th annual party and I, along with legendary harmonica player Charlie McCoy, the special guests this year. Past guest have included Country singers Connie Smith, Skeeter Davis, George Hamilton and his son the 5th, and every year from the beginning Charlie McCoy. Tonight I was presented 3 gifts. First a pick flowered kimono styled “Happy Coat” a beautiful decorative Geisha doll (paddle game of sorts) and a very special invite for me to return next year. Apparently the crowd loved my energy and I did a great job of uplifting everyone. It was quite an honor to be received so well.

Tonight at “Kenny’s” in Kyoto “a good time was had by all”. “Kenny’s” is named for Kenji, Mari’s father the head honcho and lead singer of the Tennessee 5. All of the Japanese country artists who were going to be on the show tomorrow plus Charlie McCoy and I each sang a few songs. And what a nice dinner beforehand! We were brought to a seafood buffet of sorts but grilled and boiled crab legs were the main dish. At dinner I was presented with gifts and more gifts. My favorite was a very expensive real pearl and turquoise colored gem necklace that was given to me by Onoko, Mari’s mother. Shoko who managed the merchandise at all the shows also gave me a gorgeous smelling Shiseido talcum powder. The room at Kenny’s was way too smoky for me but it was so friendly and happy.

October 8th
Sunday was a special day. This was the day of the big “Country Dream Concert”. We drew over a thousand people.
Here are the names of the musicians who played for “The Tennessee 5” Lead Guitar-Kazu, Acoustic guitar-Shin, Piano-Yoshiko (pronounced Yosh-ko),
Fiddle-Masaru, drums-Morito, Bass- Nabata, and on steel guitar-Yoshi! I wont forget these sweet and great players who worked so hard to get the songs just like the record. I also don’t want to forget the photographer Mishiko (pronounced Mish-ko) who gave me a booklet of photos to remember my time in Kyoto. The American who was my appointed guide, so to speak, was named Gary; I’m really going to miss him. He was a gay man who was very studied in the Japanese culture and spoke very fluently. Today Gary brought just Charlie and I to a very exclusive upscale restaurant. I felt like royalty. The lunch was brought out in several petite courses, all very select and gourmet. I spent most of the day hanging out at the “merch” table meeting really nice folks, signing my CD’s and getting my photograph taken. I met some cute younger rockabilly guys and I named them “The Rockabilly 3” even though they were not musicians, and they just loved that! By nightfall I was on stage singing and as planned in the middle of my show the Mayor of Kyoto came up and presented me with a large beautiful fragrant bouquet of flowers and a traditional Japanese Fan which is for display on your mantle or wherever. In turn I then presented him with an American published book on ornate cowboy boots, beautifully laid out in color as well as some genuine black and white cowhide coasters with Texas stars in the middle. He seemed truly moved by the gifts I had chosen for him. He was kinda cute too! By the end of the set, I had the audience literally on their feet which was a total gas, to feel that sincere energy and appreciation.
After the show, everyone involved with the show all gathered at a Korean Barbeque restaurant for some on the table grilling, drinking and talking. We all made speeches and I ended my sincere words with a yell…“PACHINKO!” Which has a couple of meanings I’m told. First off, it is a gambling game, kind of a slot machine; there is a hall filled with these crazy very loud machines, (if you stick your head in the door, it’s almost so loud it’s unbearable.) Anyway, I ate way too much. But I had to try the tofu from Kyoto which several people told me it was the best in the country here. It was silky and smooth and melted in my mouth. Being a fan of tofu, I was delighted! I don’t want to forget the other gifts that were given to me through the day. I got a cute little coin or guitar pick purse with a little horse on it from one of the “Rockabilly 3” and I got an adorable little rhinestone cat lapel pin from Mariko, who sold my C.D.’s and merchandise at the country festival. There was an older man who gave me a beautiful little Japanese coin purse and another little pouch with a hidden treasure in it, a little coral pendent necklace with a sterling silver chain. He had spent some money on this and I’m sad that I cannot realize who he was. Maybe he worked behind the scenes for the festival. He may have been one of the sponsors that I met at Kenny’s bar.


Today is my day off but I’ll spend it with Mari and her mother shopping and then in the evening we will meet Kenji for a dinner of sukiyaki! I told them of my love of this dish and how when I was around 10 yrs old, my parents used to take the family out to a Japanese restaurant in San Diego called Miyako Sukiyaki and we would sit in this lovely darkened room and listen to a female Koto player dressed in a kimono on the stage and eat our Sukiyaki. It was the first time I tasted tofu and I’ve loved it ever since. My father even learned how to fix it at home for us. So it is a very special night for me to have the real deal. So sweet of the Nagatomi family to treat me to this dream come true, to be here in Japan, playing music and even tasting my favorite childhood traditional Japanese dish. By the way, the true meaning is: suki- a hoe, kind of shovel and yaki-meaning grilled. (Pronounced-sook-yaki). Here in Japan you learn more than one thing everyday.
October 10th
Got up early the next morning, or so I thought. The clock said 5:30 am. Unbeknownst to me, the battery had quit in my travel clock and so in reality it was around 9:00am.
No wonder I couldn’t go back to sleep, I was well rested! Only problem was that I was to be picked up to leave at 11AM and there I was catching up on email in my pajamas sipping green tea when a knock came at the door. Mari was on time and I was not. I had to pack everything and get dressed in 10 minutes. (Normally it would take me at least an hour to get ready). Anyway, I was in a panic but I made it out the door and I, the disheveled looking woman, was off to the trains to my next destination, Hiroshima. Upon arriving I was greeted on the platform by the promoter, Shuichi who will be my traveling companion for the rest of the tour. I spent my first day off in a gym about 4 blocks from the hotel. It had about the best Jacuzzi I’d ever sat in. Jets so strong you had to hold onto something or you’d be shot across the pool.

October 11th
Shuichi and I took a 3-hour ferry to Matsuyama. Across the waters between the Island of Shikoku and the Main Island of Japan called Honshu back to the city of Hiroshima. (Kyoto is also here on the Island of Honshu) My first gig of this leg tonight was a club called Taxi. The wall behind the bar was a shelf of records, that’s right vinyl records and 2 turntables! That’s something you don’t see anywhere in America! Most of the albums were American and British classics from the 60-80’s. The very small room was jammed packed with 30 people. They started clapping along from the first song! The energy was amazing. It was a total dream come true to be able to win over an audience in an instance like this. The reaction was so strong that I’m only afraid that it may be down hill from here. Earlier in the day, Hiroko the promoter’s wife, Shuichi and I all visited the hot springs house in town, a major thing that the city is known for. The building was very old and had two sides for men and women.
At the bottom of the stairs was a tea garden where you could relax after the mineral baths with green tea and a cookie. I didn’t stay in the water very long, maybe 8 minutes. It was hotter than most Jacuzzi’s I’d been in. I felt a little out of place being the odd American with all the local women who except for 3 or younger girls, seemed to be mostly in their 80’s.
I imagine the water will be very healing for old bones when I arrive at that age someday. To make my first experience in Matsuyama even more amazing, the local promoter Yasu paid for me to get a massage after the show. He took me to the home of Gigi who is practicing a different method know as Thai massage. I was given a very soft t-shirt and sort of gym pants to were and in the first hour she worked on my feet in a chair and then on the floor where the meridians of my body were drained by a kind of lymph style massage. So I floated back to the hotel and had a great nights sleep.

October 12th
We took an early ferry back to Hiroshima this morning. The weather is beautiful, again. Hiroshima has a Peace park. (I’m planning on going there on Monday.) The “Peace Park” was built to remind everyone how horrible war is and to remember to strive for world peace. A man I met earlier told me he never met his father as he was killed in the war 3 days before he was born. It’s so sad to remember all of the Americans and Japanese who died during the conflict. My father was a survivor and wrote a book on his experience in World War two. He was affected psychologically by the war for the rest of his life. Still he was the greatest man I ever met.

Today was busy, busy but fun, fun. I was pretty tired by the time I finished my show at Windfall. Again a dream audience! I sang Single rose and the bartender and owner, named Mitsuya, handed me a single rose. The crowd was enthusiastic from the get go and made me feel loved instantly. Here’s a place where I can be exactly who I am, even a mistake on the guitar here and there is applauded.
Later we met friends for a late night bowl of spicy ramen.


























The flight into Amsterdam was long but not as long as the hours left to travel before I could actually get into my hotel room and sleep. Fortunately before the 5 hour drive to Germany we included a couple of stops for some home cooked tasty traditional Dutch meals and then we were off.

I feared we’d gotten lost for a minute or 2 but finally after a couple of hours or so out of the country roads we arrived at a tiny airport in Germany where I got to meet for the first time John Miller and the Country Casuals who’d flown in from Glasgow. Full on Scottish accents and British humor, I know I was in for a fun time. Driving into Spyer Germany we finally landed at a bed and breakfast and I rolled into my chilly hotel room for a fairly good nights sleep.

The following day started with a great breakfast at the hotel and a damn good rehearsal followed by another tasty meal at the venue called The Flaming Star (named after an Elvis movie). The performance came off without a hitch. We were filmed by 3 television cameras for an internet showing in the future as well as a live DVD that will be released in the future that will also include live performances from my past.

Next day with Marita behind the wheel me and the Scots; Andy, John and Martin all packed tightly into the car for the long drive back to Amsterdam. Good stories were told of the early days of Craig Furgeson (author and Late night CBS host) when he was a drummer and opening act for John Millers early band. Funny and more hilarious stories from Scotland and lots of 50’s and 60’s country music blaring out from the dash board of the car, just a smashing good ride all in all back into the Netherlands for our 2nd and last show.

We finally arrived at the Cruise In on the edge of Amsterdam for our sound check and a dang good pizza. The opening band was called the Big Bayou Bandits, with rockin Cajun/ Zydeco songs to get the night started off right. Handsome singing front man, Yves kept everyone in the room dancing and hooting with his amazing accordion and vocals. Next up John Miller’s voice and band rocked the joint with a country sound reminiscent of the early days of Haggard and Buck. What a set of pipes this guy has and is a brilliant county musicologist to boot, we need to get him to write a book! Then with a 10 minute or so break they got back on stage to back me!

Everyone could hear that the feed back was blaring from the stage, sometimes things like this will jinx an otherwise great gig but sadly it was there and we dealt with it the best we knew how, it’s called “grin and bear it” folks! At the end of the set the forgiving crowd demanded about 5 encores by me solo with just an acoustic guitar. I’d have to admit that it was my favorite part of the show with everyone running up to the front and egging me on for more rockabilly songs but especially great when the sound man joined me on stage with an upright bass and even better….… NO Feedback! However I’m very thankful for the talented John Miller and his Country Casuals for learning my tunes and backing me so well! What a fun bunch of guys they are indeed!

Before flying back to Austin, I was fortunate to have a few days off to visit with my new friends and promoters Marita and Klass, followed by a day of shopping in Amsterdam with my long time friend Willy. My last 2 nights were spent in the smaller town of Haarlem with my dear friend Leoni Jansen, songstress, dancer and director whom I met years earlier when I was working off and on for 3 years with the Female Factory, a performance group of talented woman from several different countries. She and her husband Onno, an ultra talented composer and pianist and one of her sons Hessel, a very young promising film director all showed me a great time by inviting over about 20 friends to party and share a lovely meal with. So that is all for now til I hit the road again for another performance. Looks like Greenbay will be the next time I write in my journal for all of you. Thanks for stopping by!! rf




Hey friends! Happy Valentines Day! Thanks for stopping by to check on the adventures of the Roaming Rose! I'm looking forward to landing in the Netherlands after the night passes. Unfortunately there is a snag in the travels today as bad weather would have it, I have gotten myself stuck in Houston for 5 hours. My flight out of Austin was canceled but no problem, I'm so very glad I brought the lap top with me!
So nothing exciting to report just yet but I've had a heck of good sandwich and a glass of wine, by myself while I read, my Valentine wishes from friends and family. I'll try and write in a couple of days and let you in on the fun! RF








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