Crock of Love
Okay, let's get this out of the way. I was secretly...well, until now...addicted to the show Rock of Love. Not that I thought there was anything even remotely real or sincere about it (were there any women on there who weren't actresses or strippers?), but there was something fascinating about watching dolled-up, attention-hungry chicks scrap with each other in an effort to win their chance in the limelight...I mean, their chance at love with Bret Michaels.
Truth be told, Michaels came across on the show as a surprisingly low-key, down-to-earth guy. I actually tried to get an interview with him for the Sun, but unfortunately, I never heard back from his management. Michaels will be at the Hampton Beach Casino this Friday night, although it's actually sold out if you're interested in hearing "Every Rose Has Its Thorn" - and, er, any other minor hits Poison may have had. I can't seem to remember any.
The show is this Friday night, May 2, at 8 p.m., with opening act Jaded. Tix are $30.00, if you can find them.
I used to think Big Band music was for old people. Maybe that's because it reached its apex around 30 years before I was born. But in the last few years - not ironically, in the years since I met my wife - I've come to appreciate it and even manage to slip some Golden Era hidden gems into my indie rock mix discs...with mixed acceptance.