Hot Mama,
So... for as long as I can remember, I have been ADDICTED to musicians. I don't understand what it is, but as soon a guy picks up a guitar and starts singing, I'm a goner. Ever since high school I have always been so attracted to guys who are musically inclined. Even the ones that are only so-so looking... as soon as I find out that they can sing or play the guitar, they suddenly become 10x hotter. I see a guy onstage and I immediately want to jump his bones! (Do people even say that anymore?? I don't know, but I totally want to!)
Of course, I know that I am not the only woman who is attracted to these kind of guys, I mean groupies have existed for years and years. Every time I go to a concert I get so excited and start jumping up and down like I'm a love-struck teenager. I don't know if it's the mystery, the bad boy vibe, or the smoldering sexy eyes, but it drives me crazy. Do you have the same feelings about musicians? Have you ever dated any? I dated one when I was in college (of course he was the lead singer), and he caused me nothing but stress. He always knew all of the right things to say, and the ways to make me swoon. And every time he looked at me, it was like he was undressing me on the spot with his eyes. SO HOT! But it was so hard to get past the thought that he had the same effect on all the girls, and that they were throwing themselves at him nightly. He would play his guitar and sing "my song," to me. Who knows how many girls he had fed that same line to... He was covered with tattoos and was always drunk or doing some kind of drugs, something I would never put up with from just an average Joe. He was poor and constantly struggling for cash, but somehow I was so into him. Looking back at him now, he really wasn't good looking at all, and I can't remember a single date he took me on. I am SHOCKED at my poor judgment, but I just can't help. It was just every time that he got out under those lights and stepped onstage, I became smitten and was under his spell. How do they do it to us Hot Mama??
-Eager Beaver
Oh Eager Beaver,
My beaver was eager for the lead singer of a band in the 80's and yes, I lost my vigirnity to him at the ripe old age of 22. I had held out all those years in the hopes of giving the gift of my sweet cherry to the man I would eventually marry. By 21 I was thinking, "This ain't ever gonna happen." Also, by 21 I was really curious as to what all the fuss was about. Now mind you I had gotten naked with some guys but had the sense to pick men of character who never forced the issue with me . Then Johnny, yes, really his name was/is Johnny, rocked into my life.
Well, actually a friend and I walked into the Astro in Downtown Seattle and Johnny and his band were playing. That was it. I was hooked and so apparently was he. He was 10 years older and all bad boy rocker - black leather jacket, black levi's, black boots, black tshirt, smoldering blue eyes and a crooked grin. Dang, I think I need a minute...ok I'm back. Anyhoo, I held him off for the better part of a year, in retropsect of course he must have been "relieving the stress" with other women. No matter, I gave it up to him in a seedy motel, I barely remember the actual moment (anit-climatic, in all ways) but Johnny was horrified when he discovered that he was my first. Apparently he would have been much better had he known, doubtful, but I have no regrets it's a memorable tale. And I'll always have the picture of him standing in the foyer of my sorority in full rocker get-up as I traisped down the stairs with my swinging blond hair and flowered sweater not knowing that when I got in the "Cheech and Chong" van that I would soon be giving up my flower.
I don't know what to tell you chiquita, except that I've been hooked on musicians ever since and the sight of a guy grinding it out under the lights onstage giving it his all makes us willing to give him our all. Rock on!
-Hot Mama
You hit the nail on the head Hot Mama, I couldn't agree more. The black leather jacket, the smoldering look, the crooked grin... how do ALL rockstars know how to do that?? It must be something in the water! Now we know what Jennifer Aniston was thinking when she hooked up with her own Johnny, John Mayer. Such a bad boy and she knew it, but they are OH so irrisitable.
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