Behind a velvety curtain in a basement bar, chubby-cheeked little girls poke their heads out, bop tentatively to tinny music and dart their eyes around the room.
All but one: Eden Wood. It's showtime, and she's got this.
The lights get bright, the volume goes up and out she struts, shaking her hips to "Achy Breaky Heart." She slaps her bottom. She tosses her rhinestone-studded jean jacket into the crowd. After two minutes, she sashays backstage for the first of what will be several costume...Full Story