Soul Mama's got a rasp that sounds like the love child of Darth Vader and Stevie Nicks, and speaking of love children, she's feeling a lot like Alice when she's ten feet tall. In other words, she's getting sicker. So, she's made a revolutionary decision to take an old-fashioned action. Tomorrow, she's going to pretend it's the old days, before humans became machines, and she's going to unplug. Completely. A sick day, no less. Wish her well. But don't call, because the phone will be off.