Rubbed the Right Way

Ten minutes later, Madison's fingers inch across Elias's neck and temples before disappearing into his curly locks. After a few more moans of pleasure from her patient, she says, "Okay, you're done." The obviously wet-noodled Elias climbs to his feet and speculates about what might happen if every performer were to enjoy such treatment. "I think the depression rates and drug use among longtime musicians would drop way down," he remarks while putting on his shirt. "This is beneficial to the mind, body and soul."

That's true for Madison as well. "The time I get to spend with these people--you can't pay for it, you know? I get some real intimate moments with them and I get the physical contact as well, and it gets them to a place where they don't get too often on the road. They talk and relax, and we kind of become friends in the half-hour or whatever--and they remember me when they come back to town, and they say things they wouldn't normally say to somebody they just met, since they're lying there half-naked." She laughs again before adding, "It's cool, because you get these little windows, these little insights into people's lives. And it's funny: When I drive around in my car and listen to the radio, most of the people that I hear, I know them. I have a personal connection with three-quarters of the music world.