Also known as, I Can’t Stand Up, And I Can’t Cool Down.
You know that it’s going to be an interesting night when all you can play is Hysteria on loop. And that isn’t a good sign. I grew up on Def Leppard and my first album was Hysteria. From that point I’ve listened to all of them… even their most recent The Sparkle Lounge atrocity.
But I ignore that one, cause in the back of my mind any band that can rock like they can, with a drummer that has only one arm, is still going to be on my Christmas card list. [ You know you guys can drop by any time, right? ]
Well, for some reason, I keep getting this “certified” letter from a law firm. I haven’t read it but I think the band wants me to tour with them on their next run…. Yeah it has to be that. My time is valuable too guys! And I’m busy with more important things. So I’m officially declining their offer. Thanks anyways!
[ Because they taught us to live.... They taught us to love ]
Anyone remember those old commercials for big hair band rock ballads? They made you feel like your whole idea of love and happiness was created from trysts after rock concerts while listening to White Snake, Cinderella or Poison. [ Because that is romance at it's finest ]. And then to wake up in the morning, reminding them to get out of your Van Halen t-shirt before the band broke up. [ Sammy! Cabo Wabo this spring right? ]
So Axl and I were discussing his most recent album The Chinese Democracy, and I asked him, “Axl, what’s up man, you were cool, you did Paradise City. Heck! you did Appetite for Destruction. You rocked! And November Rain? Man I cried like a baby when you broke up with your girlfriend”
All he said was, “Travis, your an idiot”
Woah… How did he know me so well?
But, what caused me to ask him these deep and personal questions, was that I was thinking about those moments in our youth, that we thought where love. Were we tried to paddle our way through love and happiness. Up stream of course… both ways.
But we usually defined love by what Poison had to tell us. That every rose really did have thorns [ Who knew? ]. Brett, you really were the master at love. You did deserve that VH1 show…
Speaking of things that are tiring and painful. I need to hunt down some Tylenol and a pillow.
Love it! Hope all is well with you…
Interesting new format, too.
By the way, my place is a little on the cozy side, but any time you are in the area…feel free to stop by with the entourage.
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