For years, I sang for a heavy metal band. Most of the 80's and 90's found me onstage, in rehearsal, or in the studio. My life in those days consisted of little more than rock and roll. When I wasn't playing or writing, I dreamt of rock stardom. Unfortunately, I never made it out of that dream stage.
Sure, my fellow musicians and I talked about how things would be different when we "made it," but nobody seemed to know how we would get there. We just imagined one day we'd wake up and everybody would know who we were. We'd play sold-out arenas before adoring fans. We'd be Led Zeppelin and AC/DC, all rolled into one.
We dreamed that a big-time record exec would wander into a club we were playing (they do that all the time in Southeastern Ohio ), fall in love with our vision, and sign us to a lucrative contract on the spot. Finally, we'd be rock stars.
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Monday, March 3, 2008
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