Thursday, April 24, 2008
I am going to be 30 in a few months and I have been feeling pretty nostalgic. Watching Bret Michaels on Rock of Love got me thinking about childhood and how boy crazy I was. I did in fact have a huge crush on Bret, which makes me sad and a little sickened now that he is on Rock of Love dating girls that didn't even grow up listening to Poison. How could I be this old? I'm not sure I can even think about Bret anymore after seeing his face altered by so much plastic surgery. I no longer have a crush on Bret Michaels- but I definitely did in 3rd grade.
But...Sebastian Bach- HUGE crush. And now looking back at photos, if he still looked like that, I would still have a crush on him. Long blond hair. Tall. Skinny. Tight leather pants. I don't know how many times I watched the Monkey Business video over and over. There was just something about him in those tight pants on the train tracks. But it was not just Monkey Business- there was also Slave to the Grind, I Remember You, 18 and Life, In a Darkened Room, Quicksand Jesus.
I didn't get to see Sebastian play live until I was in college, sometime in the late 90's. It was a small club in Springfield, MA. It was amazing- shirtless in tight leather pants, looking older but not yet the man that would appear on the Gilmore Girls. He played old Skid Row songs, even though the band was broken up a the time. That night I met a guy that would drive my parents crazy, which was exactly what I was looking for. He was older. He was bald. He was tall and wore a leather jacket. He had many tattoos, one of which was an eyeball on the back of his head. It was summer. I was bored and rebellious. He would come pick me up in his big black pickup truck. Of course my parents hated him. Perfect! When the summer was over, I went back to dating nice emo boys.
Posted by Every Little Counts at 9:23 PM