I absolutely love the movie "Almost Famous"! I saw it on cable last night. Kate Hudson and Billy Crudip really captured the essence of the 70s. I loved the clothing/costumes and the music. It is one of those movies that I will watch every time it comes on television, as long as it is on cable and I don't have to watch commercials.
One of the other reasons I love the movie is that I lived a version of the storyline as a rock and roll groupie. In the late 80's, I had just broken up with the guy I had been dating. I was pretty down in the dumps about it. A friend of mine invited me to go to a concert with her. I was not in the mood to go but decided to accept. The name of the band is being omitted due to my bloganoia; however, they are in the Rock and Roll Hall Hall of Fame. We had backstage passes to the show at either the Omni or Lakewood....I have destroyed too many brain cells to remember. She knew the band personally and had been sleeping with one of the members whenever they crossed paths. She introduced me to the lead singer/frontman of the band. As I was still obsessed with my break up, it took me a little while to realize that he was seriously flirting with me......I looked over my shoulder....no, it wasn't some other chick behind me... it was me. We watched the show from backstage and the lead singer invited me to meet him for drinks at the Ritz Carlton in Buckhead after the show. I did and after thinking that a public persona like this couldn't possible be interested in me, especially when I was low in self esteem at the time, he was still interested in me. We talked, kissed and he said he would call. He really did. I was shocked. The group came back to town for a private concert and we were invited along...actually it was for the Ace Hardware international convention for all of its store owners. All of the women were going apeshit over this guy but he keep looking at me. We met up after the concert and he was still interested. I couldn't believe it. The feeling of knowing that all of these women wanted him but he was gonna end up with me was very intoxicating. I spent the night with him in his suite. We kept in touch and I actually traveled to other cities to see him perform. All the women would try to get his attention but it was me who he was with after the show. He was a really cool guy with a fun sense of humor and cool clothing and jewelry. This continued for some time. He eventually married someone who traveled with the band......he had been married many times..... and they had a kid shortly thereafter . I still attended the concerts and would see him after the shows....it was cool. If the wife was not there, he would try to get me to hook up which I did not do. One of the best nights was when I took the band to Waffle House in the middle of the night. It was a scream. Up until a year or so ago, I would still go backstage for all of the concerts but decided to give it up. I had a picture of M's son when he was a kid and sent the picture backstage to M. He called after the concert. What a bittersweet conversation. The son was getting ready to go to college. The memories......the fun and wild times. I am proud to say that I loved being a groupie and hanging with the band. I hear that they are playing in Atlanta this summer.... don't know if I will go to the concert or not.... As Kate Hudson(Penny Lane) which is my fictitious name I use when I go out, said in the movie "If you ever miss your friends, you can always go and visit them in the record store". Too bad we don't have record stores these days. Actually, one of their most famous songs is a theme song for a big HBO show and I hear him sing at least once a week and whenever I get the itch I play their music library on my ipod. Ironically, I took some sort of quiz on Facebook regarding which 80s band you are and it picked this band who wasnt popular in the 80s.
Every woman should have a groupie experience on her bucket list..... I also had a foray into sportscasters, professional and college coaches which is worthy of another post. I don't regret any of those days and wish that I could have a "do over" and do it all over again.