(Something I wrote when I was seventeen)
Drinkin' is good... sex is good... but NOTHIN'S BETTER THAN ROCKING OUT.
(Okay... maybe not better than sex... but it's still pretty damn good.)
Okay. The fact of the matter is,
chicks dig rock stars... now, not all rock stars dig chicks, like that one guy... in that band...
The Toadies... I think he played
bass... I'm not sure...
ANYWAYS, back to the meat of the matter:
CHICKS DIG ROCKSTARS.
Now, you can't be a wannabe-rockstar, wearin' yer badass
Motorhead t-shirt with the sleeves ripped off, cruisin' in yer '83
Trans-Am, with a sixer of
Milwaukee's Beast... not that kind of rockstar. A REAL rockstar.
With a band.
And a venue.
And fans.
And
a tinfoil-covered zucchini in yer patent-leather pants.
And
YOUR OWN FUCKING MATERIAL.
That kind of rockstar.
Just so you know.
Now, being a rockstar is not a
simple career choice. There are several things one must do before one can truly achieve rock stardom. Following is an outline, from day one.
Day One: The
fledgling rockstar must start out his career by getting into a band. The choice of who plays which
instrument in the band is important and shall be decided by the following factors:
1) The best looking member of the band should be the singer. He will be the
frontman and will, by trade, get the most
pussy. He will
invariably piss all of the members of the band off, his
girlfriend will cause the downfall of the rock
behemoths, and he will have several side- and
solo-projects. These will either fail miserably or make
the listening public wonder what the fuck he was doing with those losers he used to be in a band with.
2) The member of the band that THINKS he will get the most pussy should be the
guitar player (although, in some instances this can also be the
drummer, see #4). This sad soul will, of course, be
mistaken. Usually the most
arrogant member of the group, and the one responsible for subjecting the listening public to such songs as:
You Broke My Love Cookie
Drop Kick Me, Jesus, Through the Goalposts of Life
I Hate My Mother
I Fucked Satan Last Night (and he loved it)
My Right Hand Is My GirlFriend (My Left Hand Is My Mistress)
I'm Ben, and I Like Guns (And God)
I'm Ben, And I Hate Women (Do ya Wanna share my Sleeping Bag?)
Wang Dang, Sweet Poontang (In D minor)
Staple My Nuts And I'll Love You Forever
I'm So Pathetic...(Will You Go Down On Me?)
I'll Be Your Love Rhino
and finally, the power-ballad, BUSHWHACKIN'!!!
Sometimes, the
guitar player is ALSO the
lead singer. This rare rock entity should be avoided at all costs, as he is
violent, especially after concerts when the audience "Just Didn't Understand What He Was Trying To Say." He will have several side- and solo-projects. These will either fail miserably or make the listening public wonder
what the fuck he was doing with those losers he used to be in a band with.
3) The member of the band who plays guitar until they find someone better will eventually become the
bass player. Bass players usually have one of only two personalities:
Really cool, or
Complete, Unadulterated Madness.
In the case that the bass player is also the lead singer, the band will fail. Miserably. Case Closed. (See
Winger) He will have several side- and solo-projects. These will either
fail miserably or make the listening public wonder what the fuck he was doing with those losers he used to be in a band with.
4) The member of the band who is the
heaviest drinker from the outset is always, without fail, the drummer. No exceptions. In GodRock bands, however, even if the drummer doesn't drink, he is always the one with the most severe vice, like '
The Guy Who Shits In Libraries,' or 'The Guys Who
Spanks It Like Curious George,' or even 'The Guy Who Gets Off On Watching Train Wrecks,' since
drinking isn't very Christian.
Catholics are exempt from this exception.
DAY 2: GET FAMOUS
DAY 3: The Fall of The
Titans
Early in any rockstar's career that is worth his salt, he will get involved in a scandal, usually involving sex,
money, money for sex, sex for
drugs, etc. This will either make the rockstar
more famous, or it will end his career...
it's all in how you talk to the press.
Well, that's it. Hope we've helped. Now get out there, and start rockin'.