Post by celticcross on Mar 13, 2009 18:27:53 GMT -6
Hi Y'all
Thought i'd ask if anyone has met the guys and to tell their stories, however funny or embarrassing ( as mine was).
Here goes.
February 14th 1994. weather forecast for the London Area SNOW!
This meant i was overdressed in coats, NYG cap, scarf etc ( thankfully i left the moonboots under my desk - yes, really moonboots!) I made my way to Radio One where they'd been on the breakfast show only to find out i'd missed them by about 2 minutes. Pissed was not the word. I didn't want to go back to work and admit defeat as i'd driven my work mates mad all morning raving about them. I decided to go to what was then Tower Records ( as featured in Access all Areas) to go and have a mooch about. By this time what little make up i'd managed to put on had disappeared and had been replaced by wind blown cheeks and panda eyes as i stormed from Radio One to Tower Records.
I went downstairs to the rock section to see if anything jumped out at me which it didn't so not only was i despondant i was also hot and frazzled (why are record stores so goddamed hot?) as i headed back up to the exit when who should be standing not three feet away from me but Richie Fucking Sambora!!
I know he saw me do a double take as he grinned at me as i approached ( i had a drawing i wanted signed). He commented on my NYG cap and we discussed the finer points of american football ( OMG!) before he signed my picture - now at this time ( as always) he was my God which so does not explain how i was able to talk to him rationally ( tho i nearly forgot my name at one point) but on turning round and seeing Jon stood by the exit, turn into a complete pile of mush. I think what i said to Jon, was "Hi, how are you?" but it was probably "bububububub."
Anyway I got both my pictures signed (even if Jon had a stonking hangover and eyes like pissholes in the snow - his words not mine) but even now i blush when i think of it - I was 23 and acted like i was 5!! LOL
Thought i'd ask if anyone has met the guys and to tell their stories, however funny or embarrassing ( as mine was).
Here goes.
February 14th 1994. weather forecast for the London Area SNOW!
This meant i was overdressed in coats, NYG cap, scarf etc ( thankfully i left the moonboots under my desk - yes, really moonboots!) I made my way to Radio One where they'd been on the breakfast show only to find out i'd missed them by about 2 minutes. Pissed was not the word. I didn't want to go back to work and admit defeat as i'd driven my work mates mad all morning raving about them. I decided to go to what was then Tower Records ( as featured in Access all Areas) to go and have a mooch about. By this time what little make up i'd managed to put on had disappeared and had been replaced by wind blown cheeks and panda eyes as i stormed from Radio One to Tower Records.
I went downstairs to the rock section to see if anything jumped out at me which it didn't so not only was i despondant i was also hot and frazzled (why are record stores so goddamed hot?) as i headed back up to the exit when who should be standing not three feet away from me but Richie Fucking Sambora!!
I know he saw me do a double take as he grinned at me as i approached ( i had a drawing i wanted signed). He commented on my NYG cap and we discussed the finer points of american football ( OMG!) before he signed my picture - now at this time ( as always) he was my God which so does not explain how i was able to talk to him rationally ( tho i nearly forgot my name at one point) but on turning round and seeing Jon stood by the exit, turn into a complete pile of mush. I think what i said to Jon, was "Hi, how are you?" but it was probably "bububububub."
Anyway I got both my pictures signed (even if Jon had a stonking hangover and eyes like pissholes in the snow - his words not mine) but even now i blush when i think of it - I was 23 and acted like i was 5!! LOL
