Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Something to believe in.

I'm back.

I'm not on Poison's tour bus. I wasn't given the opportunity to follow Green Girl's kind advice and wear protection. I also didn't have the opportunity to ask Def Leppard if they remembered Andi's firm boobies, which she flashed at various roadies to get backstage back in the day.

Sorry, ladies.

However, I will say that the concert? Really super fun, despite the fact that the people sitting next to Guy With Two Dogs evidently hadn't bathed since, like, Rock of Ages-era Def Leppard. pre-our-drummer-lost-his-arm-in-a-car-accident-back-when-leg-warmers-were-still-cool Def Leppard.

But I'm getting off track.

The show? Outstanding. With both bands, I found myself being surprised, realizing, "Oh, yeah! I know this song!" And yeah, I knew every song, with the exception of the one song Def Leppard played off their new album. Because that's how I roll.

And My Rock of Love, Mr. Bret Michaels? Is a showman of the Neil Diamond / Barry Manilow School of Kick-Ass Awesomeness. He was high-energy and gave his audience what they wanted. And what they wanted was to be transported back to 1988.

I was a bit taken aback, though, when Bret started talking about his support of the armed forces. People jumped to their feet like God's own football team was in the house. It was like dedicating a song to members of the military gave Bret mystical powers, or carte blanche.

My dad is a veteran. I understand that we have to support the individuals, even if we aren't necessarily on board with the overall military action. But really? Bret managed to pimp his dating reality show while thanking fans for supporting the band and the military. I think he's just shrewd.

But yeah, if / when Rock of Love comes back for a fourth season, I'll watch. Because he is funny. And drunk strippers competing for the pseudo-affections of a weave-sporting rocker are funny. And I feel so very, very balanced and normal in comparison.

6 comments:

Gretchen Hembree said...

So the question is how did Guy with Two Dogs enjoy/participate? Was he on board with your admiration?

Also, I totally know the smell you are talking about. I think those same people were in the cereal asile at the grocery store last week. (I gasp for breath and grabbed what I needed.) I didn't want to be a snob, but I had the urge to say, seriously people this is Leawood, not Woodstock. If you want to not bathe, move to Lawrence and don't leave Mass street. :) (Am I too snoby in my old age?)

Anonymous said...

Glad you had a great show--he MUST be something or people wouldn't bother with a hair band anymore!

Anonymous said...

And now the poor bassist from Def Leppard will spend yet another night wondering whatever happened to that SUPER-HOT groupie from Ohio. How sad.

you gotta wonder said...

Even though I'm an avid non-TV watcher, you make this show sound so appealing. If only so I too can feel balanced and normal...by comparison.

SCREAMING FOR CHOCOLATE said...

I love this comment "And I feel so very, very balanced and normal in comparison".

Glad you enjoyed. I love Def Leppard. The smelly people next to you is bad. Geez. You would think they would gag themselves.

mel said...

Yeah, I love it when other fools make me feel 'normal'. :)