Sex, Suits & Rock 'n' Roll
I'm watching my husband as he prepares for his upcoming gig this week. No, he's not in a major famous band - even though they'd like to think so.
But they are still hot. I mean the whole rock 'n' roll thing is so sexy, don't you think?
These boys strip off their suits and get down and dirty. Well, maybe not quite "dirty"! But it's such a relief to see these clean cut executives have some edge in their lives. Even though they pretend to rehearse every single week they only do two gigs a year. So it turns into one big rockfest with friends.
It's also been a tradition for them to hold a "mini gig" before each real gig where a handful of people attend so they can test the waters (and also so the kids of the band members can see their dad's rock out!). I will never forget the first time I saw them play - which all came back to me when I sat in the rehearsal room last weekend watching them go for it. I don't think I was ever prepared or knew what to expect from the lead singer. You know when you have a certain image of someone and then all the sudden you see them in a different light. Well, this was that situation. To give you some background, Hal, the singer, is the managing director of a company so already you may think he's a boring corporate type on some fronts but that's not it at all. He's actually very dynamic and fits the lead singer prototype perfectly.
What I didn't expect to see were his moves. Suddenly this cool man I know has a head that rocks back and forth, a sideways neck tilt and a killer leg kick with an attitude spin kind of thing. It was the leg kick that got me. It was so unexpected that I was rolling on the ground with tears dripping down. I sound so mean but I couldn't help my reaction of seeing this "suit man" bare all.
Trust me, I wish I was him with the leg kick and all. I can't think of anything better than the idea of being a rock star. How unbelievably satisfying would it be? It's creative, expressive, entertaining, worldly and comes with an amazing sense of freedom. I'm sold - it's just too bad about my voice. How bad? My voice is so bad I have to lip-sync "happy birthday" at kid's parties. I have even tried to embrace the guitar - which nearly breaks my finger tips every time I get into chord position. It's hard! So last night I had an Oprah "A-ha!" moment while my husband was out rehearsing with the boys. I decided learning to DJ was definitely it. How cool would it be to re-mix your favorite songs and chop and change music? Forget that I have no rhythm. I had the whole thing built up in my mind. I was going to be Roxy, the ultra-hip groovin and a movin DJ. I couldn't tell my husband fast enough when he walked in the door.
His reaction, "Ah Roxy, do you realize it requires rhythm... and to re-mix songs the way you want is done by people who are the best in the world."
I can dream right. That's why we all have a day job.
I'm watching my husband as he prepares for his upcoming gig this week. No, he's not in a major famous band - even though they'd like to think so.
But they are still hot. I mean the whole rock 'n' roll thing is so sexy, don't you think?
These boys strip off their suits and get down and dirty. Well, maybe not quite "dirty"! But it's such a relief to see these clean cut executives have some edge in their lives. Even though they pretend to rehearse every single week they only do two gigs a year. So it turns into one big rockfest with friends.
It's also been a tradition for them to hold a "mini gig" before each real gig where a handful of people attend so they can test the waters (and also so the kids of the band members can see their dad's rock out!). I will never forget the first time I saw them play - which all came back to me when I sat in the rehearsal room last weekend watching them go for it. I don't think I was ever prepared or knew what to expect from the lead singer. You know when you have a certain image of someone and then all the sudden you see them in a different light. Well, this was that situation. To give you some background, Hal, the singer, is the managing director of a company so already you may think he's a boring corporate type on some fronts but that's not it at all. He's actually very dynamic and fits the lead singer prototype perfectly.
What I didn't expect to see were his moves. Suddenly this cool man I know has a head that rocks back and forth, a sideways neck tilt and a killer leg kick with an attitude spin kind of thing. It was the leg kick that got me. It was so unexpected that I was rolling on the ground with tears dripping down. I sound so mean but I couldn't help my reaction of seeing this "suit man" bare all.
Trust me, I wish I was him with the leg kick and all. I can't think of anything better than the idea of being a rock star. How unbelievably satisfying would it be? It's creative, expressive, entertaining, worldly and comes with an amazing sense of freedom. I'm sold - it's just too bad about my voice. How bad? My voice is so bad I have to lip-sync "happy birthday" at kid's parties. I have even tried to embrace the guitar - which nearly breaks my finger tips every time I get into chord position. It's hard! So last night I had an Oprah "A-ha!" moment while my husband was out rehearsing with the boys. I decided learning to DJ was definitely it. How cool would it be to re-mix your favorite songs and chop and change music? Forget that I have no rhythm. I had the whole thing built up in my mind. I was going to be Roxy, the ultra-hip groovin and a movin DJ. I couldn't tell my husband fast enough when he walked in the door.
His reaction, "Ah Roxy, do you realize it requires rhythm... and to re-mix songs the way you want is done by people who are the best in the world."
I can dream right. That's why we all have a day job.
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