In this, my latest video blog, I share with the world a little known secret of of rock stardom.
You’ve heard the CDs, you’ve seen the shows, but until you’ve sampled the unmistakable bouquet of rancid sweat wafting across a poorly lit stage, you haven’t lived the rock star experience.
http://www.vimeo.com/812924If you are wondering where I acquired my staggering wealth of experience, then you must not be aware of the spine-tingling, genre-bending, plaid-wearing musical comedy of DangerCouch, a real band of which I am a member and whose fabulous merchandise is still available for purchase by individuals of great taste and distinction.
They are even listed on humor-blogs.com…..somewhere around number 375.
They have yet to be spotted at Alltop, but you are welcome to try.
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Man. That stinks.
Smelly punctuation is no laughing matter….. even if it does involve a famous rock band.
This is the sort of thing that will earn someone a Trebuchet ride! How much do you weight?
Happy Easter Comma land! A poem for you;
An empty shroud and vacant tomb,
A blessed Savior from a virgin womb.
Blameless and tattered upon a Cross,
A sacrificial Lamb that none are lost.
A risen King sits on high,
In His grace and Love we shall never die!
I have to wonder: how are you expected to partake of the vast quantities of groupies if hygiene is optional?
Maybe never washing off the pheromones lets them marinate and gain in strength.
Rock Star stink looks good on you. I’m just glad it’s a video and not a scratch and sniff.
On a side note, Alltop recently shunned my glorious self.
They shall come to rue that day, mark my words.
cute!
You have no idea.
Whereas a good airing out really can’t hurt, I don’t think that people will appreciate being pelted by rock stars any more than rap stars.
This could all end in litigation, and you wouldn’t want that.
Well said, my friend. Happy Easter to you.
You have an excellent point, Wolf.
But considering that just being a groupie is itself an act of self-loathing, a little stank only serves to enhance the experience.
At least that’s what Dr. T’s fans tell me.
I’m bringing Billy Crystal out of retirement to inform everyone that it is better to look good than to smell good.
Hey, you may want to mention there is a difference between being a fan and a groupie.
Unless of course your nostrils happen to be in the pathway of the stink. In that case it is better to smell good.
Not everyone would agree with me (*shudder*). I bet the Pamela Debars of the world would pay large sums of cash for bottled “Rock Star Stink”! Y’know to re-live the good ol’days of self loathing.
Billy Crystal retired?
Well, I certainly haven’t heard from him lately.
Groveling works well.
Quite right.
Fans run the economy, groupies run past security.
Neurotic Nostalgia is just one of the many specialty fields that Doctor Toboggans handles.
Not that that he handles it very well.
In fact fact, he doesn’t seem to handle much of anything very well, except possible client payments.
Haven’t you heard? He’s playing for the Yankees. (well, sort of)
Sorry Brent, she got through by distracting me with cheesecake. It won’t happen again.
Laughing hysterically! Only Brent could have come up with that one…
I’ll just aim for Lake Superior.
Haaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Brent, Brent, Brent, when are you going to learn that we like Dr. T despite his vitriolic manner. Herman Fording, on the other hand, is scary!
Thank you, feel free to cast your poetic breakers upon these shores anytime.