As in the band; I really just went to the KISS 95.1 studios to rock out with Chad Rock and Danny and Foz from REHAB.
Our conversations quickly went from
CHAD ROCK: “How are you?”
DANNY: “I feel like a million pennies”
CHAD ROCK: “Well you look like shit man!”
DANNY: “Yeah, we got a little rowdy last night”
ME: (pointing to his fresh bloody knuckles): “What’d you punch last night?”
DANNY: “The TV”
Ouch ...
Before I knew it we were having a “tell off” about bed wetting stories and singing in studio karaoke. They remixed November Rain, Living on a Prayer … and My Humps. “My lovely lady lumps, check em’ out” … Danny’s deep man voice made it sound even better than Fergie. I then got to sing along to the best sing along song, ever – theirs: "Bartender."
The rockstars who truly party like rockstars rated Charlotte in the top 5 in terms of party towns.
“Everything’s new, the women are hot and every show we’ve played here someone gets kicked out,” Danny said as Foz nodded in agreement, “there’s a bald headed bouncer at Amos' that will fuck shit up.”
They were in town to play an all ages show at Amo’s SouthEnd … and they left me an autographed album to give to you.
They played at Amos' before the expansion and it was so crowded the fire marshal had to come in and regulate. Amos' also had a packed house the following night for G-Love and Special Sauce.
The door girl at Amos' seems to be having her period everytime I go – that, or she’s just a bitch. She’s on more of a power trip than some of the bouncers at Suite.
But despite the fact these rockstars can appreciate the scenery of the south, Danny has helped me to restore my faith in men. When a guy was trying to tell him where all the girls eager to hook-up with rockstars hang out (better known as groupie sluts) he said: “Man, I’m good, I am married, I don’t care about all that.” I gave him a high five for that comment. I mean, why do men go out for hamburgers when they have steak at home?
REHAB is a band that’s as funny as their lyrics; Danny was cracking me up with his one-liners and impressions. The in-studio karaoke was some funny shit. My extent of singing was adding the beep to replace the curse words. Because I am such a bad singer that I’m that girl that lip sings in church, but when Danny started coughing I had to step it up – so I’d like to go ahead an apologize to everyone that may have been listening to KISS 95.1 Friday afternoon, especially if I broke your car windows (I’m that bad). Their next single hitting the radio is 1980.
I am giving away a signed copy of their album… just e-mail me and tell me a story you’d normally tell the bartender. brittney.cason@creativeloafing.com
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