Ever since that day as an eight year old, when I froze on my dialogue as a lamb in the church play, I have had performance anxiety. “Baa, baa!” Yes of course, now I remember but for the rest of my life audiences have horrified me. One night, after three margaritas at The La Posada Hotel in Winslow, Arizona, everything changed. I walked up to the piano and announced to the surprised guests that I would be performing. I sat down at the piano, summoned all my inner strength and proceeded to perform John Cage’s 4’33. In those moments of controlled silence, I could hear in my head the lines from the church play so many years ago.. Baa, Baa!