Monday, November 16, 2009
Blast from the past
I've been wishing a lot lately that I could go back in time. Not to a different century or anything, just a few years - like maybe twenty or so. I don't regret the decisions that have made me the person I am today, but I'd love to go back and relive some of my youth.
Like when Rikki Rockett was my idol. My best friend Jennifer and I entered a radio contest to win tickets to a Poison concert once. She dressed up like lead singer Brett Michaels, and I acted as Rikki Rockett - I even painted a cardboard drum set to look like the ones he took on tour. We won - front row tickets. But in the end, Rikki pointed his drum stick at the woman next to me who was wearing a lot less clothes and thus deemed the "bigger" fan. She got to go backstage.
Rikki used to adorn my bedroom walls. Jennifer had Def Leppard posters. I had Poison. (My younger sister, as an aside, had Bryan Adams...which tells you a lot about how different we were back then. Love ya, Jess.)
It was back in the days of Rikki Rockett that I began writing. I wrote Carnival Dreams while listening to Poison and dreaming of him. When it was finished, I substituted my hero's name (Rikki, of course) for Joe Elliot, so Jen could have a book about her dream guy as well. I'm confident neither book - starring Rikki or Joe - will ever be published.
Still, those were good times - and I've been thinking about the past a lot lately.
Don't get me wrong, I do see a bright future. I'm married to my high school sweetheart (which is a story for another day) and have a beautiful step daughter. I have awesome friends who support and love me - and who these days appear to be fueling my creativity with Starbucks and Tim Hortons. I love my family, my life, my future.
But this week I'm taking a walk down memory lane, and it seems fitting my original muse should guide me through this week's writing goals. Oh I know I'll likely be alone in my "adoration" - but that's ok. I prefer not to compete anyway.
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Can you believe I never had a rock idol's image on my wall? Never. Of course, a lot of my musical taste at that age reflected my parents' influence. Not too many kick-ass ABBA or Vicki Carr posters to be found in those years. :)
ReplyDeleteAnd although Rikki might not exactly be my cuppa, that's okay. As long as he helps you keep those brilliant pages coming, I'm quite willing to bite my tongue.
hope101 - No Corey Hart? No Metallica? What about actors? I had a Rob Lowe shrine at one point - and then he made the news in a bad way and I was like "ick" and down he came.
ReplyDeleteEven sick you brighten my day. Hope you feel better, soon. I miss you.
With me as a kid it was River Phoenix...I LOVED him!!
ReplyDeleteAnd with Poison...I had a huge thing for CC Deville..even though he looked really girlie!
ReplyDeleteZombiemom - I LOVED River Phoenix, too. sadly, CC was the only one I wasn't hot for at some point, though I think I know someone else (Donna) who might have also liked him best :-)
ReplyDeleteWhat about Bon Jovi???? Memories are special things. Wake me up before you go go :-)
ReplyDeleteMic
Ah Mic, Bon Jovi is ALWAYS on my mind :-) Shot through the heart...
ReplyDeleteLOL <3
PS - Bon Jovi is coming to Edmonton in July! Naturally, I'll be going.
ReplyDeleteWhen I think Dawn... I think Bon Jovi :-) I guess I'm stuck in time. They were good days... 80's ;-)
ReplyDeleteIndeed, Mic. Those were some wonderful days.
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