I hate regret.

Last night I was asked if I wanted a ticket to see Taylor Hawkins (Foo Fighters drummer) and the Coattail Riders play at the Troubadour to celebrate their album launch Red Light Fever. This is what I missed…

and evidentally had I been there I would have also experienced this…

*I ended up getting Nate Mendel in to the show.
*I met John Paul Jones.
*I met Chris Chaney.
*Nick Oliveri was there, but didn’t see him after the show.
*Elliot Easton & Dave Grohl jumped on stage.
*I like to think Drew Hester and I are BFF now after the last 2 nights.
*I recorded Taylor Hawkins telling my daughter, ” – – – – GO TO BED!”

as told by the fabulous Nicole… of Jet Set Fam.

I also should point out that over the last 2 weeks Nicole has graciously invited me to not only one but three other events including VIP tickets to see Them Crooked Vultures. Am I high?

I fear that amidst all my mommy chaos I have lost touch my inner rock star and she wants out … badly.

I crave music like some people crave drugs. Its my escape. There is no limit to how much I am willing to throw down for good tickets, were talking row 1 -10. Go big or go home is my motto. One of the reasons I continued to work after I had kids was to ‘support’ my concert habit. Ask my friends…. they’ll tell you. I have no qualms about standing in one place for over 6 hours just to secure my place in front row because when I get that smile it’s like a crack hit, I crawl back for more.

Point in case (aching feet and covered head to toe in other peoples DNA) I experienced this…

Foo Fighters front row – 2 nights at The Joint Sept 08′

tip: when at an elevator and Dave Grohl asks you “going up?” The answer is always YES! you can read  whole story here 

 Has it really been almost a year since my last “fix”? Oh I am having withdrawals STILL. Last May I stood only a few feet away from Prince at the Conga Room. If I had a picture to share I wouldn’t have any memories of that show that’s how fiercely he protects his intellectual property. I pretty much peed myself when we walked into the tiny club.  I have been obsessing over the purple one since I had braces. Nothing raises a red flag faster than a teenager with posters of Prince in his underwear on her ceiling.

Do you want to know what’s even more intoxicating? when my musical worlds collide… somewhere out there there is a copy of the Foo Fighters cover of Prince’s infamous Darling Nikki… and somewhere on one of my external hard drives lies a copy, its one of my greatest treasures. As sad as it may sound to you I promise the song is pure genius although I’m sure Prince would beg to differ.

I used to say YES to everything, especially when credit cards are invloved. Case in point Limited Edition OPUS Prince iPod. I may or may not have pre-ordered one. C’mon your chances of meeting Prince and winning 10K is less than 1 in 950 people. I figure that’s better than the lottery. I do rationalized well don’t I?

So what was it that was preventing me saying yes yesterday? The idea of driving to LA in the rain? A chance to avoid the train wreck that seems to occur every night right before bedtime? Gee… the what if’s will keep you up at night.

Thank God for GLEE last night and lawdy was I happy it was Madonna night. A pretty good consolation prize considering I am HUGE fan of both.

Madge is right up there with Prince and Duran Duran in my book. I dream about her all the time, were thick as thieves in my altered state. Her Sticky & Sweet tour was to die for. Not cheap…. I have forked over much less money for closer seats.

“Absolutely no regrets” – Human Nature by Madonna.

When I feel badly about a choice I have made I think of this and try to move on…. that and eat a cupcake. But last night’s “no” is proving to be a bitter pill to swallow and apparently cupcakes aren’t allowed when you’re doing the Fat Flush. *sigh*

Music pulls me out of my hole. So please excuse me while I go take a much needed screaming session on Band Hero (100% /Rio/ Expert <– can u beat that?) its going to have to fill the void of missing last nights gig.

Rest assured the next time opportunity calls I’m going to say YES regardless of how hesitant I feel, unless it involves cleaning or white collar crime, just kidding I’d clean anything for concert tickets. Have to draw the line somewhere.

Rock on!