Wednesday, May 31, 2006

Ramble, ramble thunder clatter, boom boom boom...

Oh, that's not how that goes? My bad...

So for those of you who have been with me awhile, you'll recall that my debut post was about my failed attempt at auditioning for Rock Star, the second season. Well, they've revealed who the new band is going to be, and all I have to say is: Phew! Glad I didn't make THAT one.

CBS' "Rock Star""Rock Star" is adding some heavy mettle to its lineup this summer.

Drummer Tommy Lee (Motley Crue), along with guitarists Jason Newsted (Metallica) and Gilby Clarke (Guns N' Roses), are forming a new band called Supernova and will use the Mark BurnettMark Burnett-produced "Rock Star" to search for a lead singer.

Can't you just see me up there, in my flip-flops with my total NOT metal look (more like Old Navy on downers) jamming with Tommy Friggin' Lee?? OMG...I'd get herpes just looking at him up close. And let's think about the Kev-head for a minute. "Hey, honey, I'm going to go to Cali and hang out with Tommy Lee and Jason-the-rocking-good-looking bass player from Metallica for a few weeks. That okay with you? Great!" Yeah, we all know I used to have a severe problem with bass players. That would NEVER work out. The only way I'm getting on a reality show for singers is if it's an all chick band.

And the crowd that that band would attract? Yeah, not to stereotype metalheads or anything (Pea, Bets, you KNOW I totally love you) - but there is NO WAY a woman can front a band like that. Never.going.to.happen. Hell, there are a lot of AC/DC fans who still haven't forgiven them for Brian Johnson, and he actually IS a man. It would be like putting a chick in front of Lynyrd Skynyrd (who's set list from the Taste of Chicago is STILL in my drawer here at work, btw).

Anyway, I guess the moral of the story is "All's well that end's well" - I'm still bitter that Land of Confusion man got picked...they are going to eat that wanker alive. Not that I'm betting he made it past the Lafayette round.

Tying up some other loose ends:
My Pecker friend seems to have moved on to greener pastures. Maybe he found himself a girlfriend he can actually touch. I wish them years of happiness and lots of baby peckers, that will probably grow up to annoy me next year.

My shoulder was good, but now it's bad. I'm back on muscle relaxers. Have an MRI scheduled for next week.

When you make Sangria and intend to keep it for longer than a couple of days, take the fruit out. Eventually the fruit is all you taste and the whole thing goes sour. This is not good.

Always save your twist ties.

X3 wasn't all that great - you could wait for it to come out on video or be shown on TBS 500 times in a weekend.

I think a group of us need to check out the Southwest Michigan Wine Festival happening on June 24th. Who's with me?? Jen, looking for a reason to come up here???

10 comments:

Anonymous said...

Rappie, Anne that works here is totally going to that. she told me about it last week. Maybe you could get drunk and punch her in the face.....i know you've been wanting to....

Anonymous said...

Tig, she shouldn't punch her in the face when she's drunk, she might hit the wrong one...

Now the heavy metal chick stuff...I totally look the part in my yellow and pink long flowy skirt and yellow shirt, that there speaks volumes in the realm of rock in roll attire...

Now, catch me at home and you have a completely different story. I am glad you didn't make it, yeah, I said it, I DO NOT want you hanging with Herpe Man, going to Cali, or hanging with any bass players (No offense Stormy-she can hang with you) I want you here all to myself...

Anonymous said...

Did you say Wine Festival?

Rebecca said...

You bet your ass I did...and I think we are so there...it says fun for the whole family...so does that mean we can bring the kids? Do we want to?

Anonymous said...

Rebecca - as an Ohio garage band's lead singer in 1984 (yeah, we covered Scorpions, Sex Pistols, and even had an original called "Basketball Camp" because Scott the drummer spent his summer at, you guessed it, basketball camp, and felt the need to write his angst-ridden tale lyrically)I must say I am impressed and a little jealous.

One question: Did you wear a bandana to the tryout? Rock'n'roll types love that stuff.

Rebecca said...

Eileen - seriously? Seriously...a garage band that covered the Sex Pistols? One of my first concerts was the award winning trio of the Sugarcubes, PIL and New Order. Not even kidding. Love me some Johnny Rotten, I do. You totally are my BBFF.

I wish there was a recording of "Basketball Camp" somewhere...there had to be some astounding lyrics!

Don't be too impressed or jealous. I went to two separate auditions and got a no-go. Now I see why. I don't have NEARLY the minimum amount of tattoos, piercings or STD's to hang with this group, not to mention - not exactly a metal-singer. I'm more in line for Nashville Star than Rock Star apparently, and I don't even DO country. C'est la vie. I'll stick to wine.

Anonymous said...

There was a cassette with recordings of the band, called The Forgotten Boys, including Basketball Camp, but after nine moves in 14 years of marriage, I have lost it, much to my husband's disappointment. We do, however, have a cassette of he and his little brother singing "Patience" by Guns and Roses at one of those mall recording places that were big in the late '80s. My 10-year-old son loves to pull it out when we have company over.

My first concert was Adam Ant and the Romantics, a la "What I Like About You." Totally cool. I said, "What is that sweet smell," and my girlfriend Tanya said, "You're kidding, right." Catholic schooling sheletered me from so much.

Rebecca said...

OH! And no, no bandana. At the time I auditioned, they weren't releasing the name of the band or anything, so I had no idea what I was up against. I definitely could have pulled out some ripped jeans and bandanas had I but known. Would have teased my hair and sang some metal.

Or not.

Rebecca said...

OMG - my husband would love you. He's a total 80's hair band kind of guy. Me, not so much, but I did like the punk stuff and the fluff stuff. My very first concert? Bon Jovi, Bad Medicine tour. Yeah, that's right...I loved Richie Sambora, still do. ;)

The sweet smelling stuff was ALWAYS around, especially The Dead, but none so much as Tom Petty at Market Square Arena in 95, I think? 94 maybe. Anyway, when he sang "Last Dance with Mary Jane" - I think 4-5 handmade ciggies passed my way in seconds...the whole place was one.big.contact.high.

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