We never hit it big-big, just semi-big.
The A&R guy saw us pack a house in Cleveland and signed us to a three-record deal, calling us a “cross between ACDC and the Doors,” whatever that meant.
We spent our entire advance on gear and drugs in two months.
Three singles kissed the top ten, only to drift down to obscurity.
You can sometimes hear them on the oldies channel.
We had to pay back the advance, take day jobs.
Through it all, we never gave up.
Same five guys, older and fatter, but still able to rock the house down.
Awww that happens a lot, sadly.
Ronda
Older and fatter. What a sad commentary on all those dreams 🙂
More often than not, this is the reality. Truth, that.
That is indeed a very realistic tale. Just the way most musicians end up.
Nicely told. The last line adds to the wit and optimism.
https://natashamusing.com/2020/05/a-star-is-born-fridayfictioneers-fridayfotofiction/