Are you, or any girls you know, dating a guy in a band? If so, I URGE you to read this. In an effort to stop the spread of YOKO, the disease many of us musicians don’t want to be within 100 feet of, I am going to tell you how NOT to catch it. Yoko is a syndrome that plagues many a band-boy girlfriend and once your symptoms begin to show, there is hardly any turning back. Here is how the disease starts:
You are dating a guy in a band. Naturally, he wants you to come see him perform. You go to his show and automatically, you realize something: there are chicks everywhere who want to, or who are at least acting like they want to, totally jump his bones. So as many girls would, you decide to play the role of the coy girlfriend.
You approach him after the show and kiss him, while looking out of the corner of your eye to make sure that the “groupies” see you two kissing. And this is where it begins. The day you become territorial, you are one step closer to being sick with Yoko.
Your boyfriend begins to talk to you about band matters just as naturally as he invites you to his shows. And bands have drama. So when the drama comes knocking; you start to offer your two cents. However, there is a place and time for advice when it comes down to band relations and many girls embrace Yoko by assuming that their opinions are warranted. (But they are not). Read More »
I do not think I’m an alcoholic. I do, however, feel like I’ve racked myself up some pretty reliable points for drinking frequently, and usually for free, in New York City.
I’m in a band. And all of my friends are in bands. You know what that means? It means shows…which means drinks. And my friends who aren‘t musicians, who work in offices, tend to like to buy me rounds at Happy Hour time–which usually precedes one of those aforementioned shows.
These factors combined with my sometimes modeling and myopenbar.com lead to a steady intake of alcohol on my part. And REALLY, I am okay with this.
However, I woke up today feeling especially hung over. My stomach felt like I imagine it would if it were working diligently to digest batteries. My makeup was caked across my pillowcase and the volume of god knows what kind of dirt under my nails made me afraid to look in the mirror. It was just another, typical night out on the town for me last night. Wine and beer and whiskey and martinis. Lost cash. Expensive cab rides. Shameful drunk snacking back at my apartment and finally the relief of passing out, but ONLY after an embarrassing drunk dial and even more embarrassing emotional drunk IM.
I woke up this morning and I challenged myself out loud to my roommate.
“You know what, dude? I’m gonna take the next week off from drinking.”
I’ll be the first one to admit that once a band wrongs my tastes musically; it’s kind of hard for them to undo that first impression. I mean, I believe in artists progressing and changing. In fact, I believe that if your art is static on any level…you may not be an artist.
After all, the idea is to CREATE, not to continually replicate. So for the bands who I hear and think, “OH GOD, I hate this…“, I do genuinely want for them to eventually appeal to me. It’s just that a lot of bands get set in their ways and begin to define themselves by the genres they have been shoved into.
However, more and more bands have been walking gracefully into my corridors of forgiveness these days. And THRICE is one of them.
I’ll admit that I was never crazy about Thrice before. When a friend told me last spring that she’d be on tour with the band in the fall…I couldn’t think of any song in particular that I knew, but I remembered not liking them. She elevated my hopes slightly by telling me the band would be releasing a 4 disc set starting in the fall called The Alchemy Index. Read More »
Ask me if I think New Kids On The Block can make a comeback, and I’ll tell you it’s about as likely as those 90’s snap bracelets (which were banned in my elementary school because kids whipped each other bloody with them) showing up in a display case at Barneys.
But of course, like most things in life, my assumption would be wrong.
“The New Kids are coming back” a “well-placed source,” told the magazine. “New Kids On The Block are indeed getting back together.”
As cool as I thought the band was when I was 10, I can’t say I’ll be as enthusiastic about their sound 14 years later. I mean, when I was 10, I also enjoyed showering myself in glitter and wearing giant t-shirts with the Coca Cola polar bear on them.
Besides, the oldest member of NKOTB is pushing 40. 40. Is a 40-year-old man really going to sing the songs of prepubescent lust and angst, and expect the world to listen?
Laugh is more like it. Laugh and throw snap bracelets.
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