Monday, November 22, 2010
I Could Be A Rock Chick...
Last night I was "talking" on Facebook with an old friend (meaning long-time, not geriatric) who informed me Disturbed will be coming to our area in the near future, so we made plans to keep in touch and definitely get to the show. This prompted another friend (geriatric - ha! ha! sorry Mike, just kidding...no, really) to chime in that this show would probably be a little too heavy for me. Seriously?
In case you didn't know, I absolutely could have been a rock-n-roll chick. The best part is those who know me in my every-day life would never guess I harbored a secret desire to run away to be a back-up dancer for Motley Crue. Well, until Crue found the Nasty Habits. They killed the dream because they were, well, Nasty.
But let the metal music come on and I am totally there. Last fall my son and I had a tremendous time rockin' out to Metallica. I think it is because I am so short and he is so tall he doesn't mind head bangin' with his Mom. He figures being head and shoulders taller than me if he just looks straight ahead he can pretend I'm not there.
I could have been Lita Ford. Well, except that I'm only 5'2". And I am not of a gargantuan chest size. And I can't play guitar. The singing is a bit lacking as well. But I have passion! And if it's loud enough, who cares how good it is? I can do loud and I love to dance. Plus, I have fierce moves. So Nikki Sixx, when you read this (and you will read this) the next time you are ready to Shout At The Devil...I'm your girl.