I have a lot of weird groupie stories about black metal, death, nu-metal bands, and alt bands from the early 00s.
Groupie may not be the right word for most encounters but I'm under no illusion as to why a lot of bands who visit will chat to me after a show instead of my hairy male cohorts, despite the fact I'm most certainly twice as annoying.
Once it saw me even hiding from bands security as they are sent to find me to come 'hook up' and another time having a member of one of the biggest bands write his personal email up my arm in permanent marker after signing my c.d ect.
But I leave them at that. I don't want to ruin the music for myself, I get my set list, fangirl and make an excuse when the hand start appearing on my thighs or lower back.
Except for one time,I was a little less concerned, I matched with a musician on tour in my city on tinder because:
2. he had a cool cowboy hat
3. It was going to piss off a Nazi
I'm not blaming alcohol but I had just dumped my ex who was in a culty black metal band that was kinda popular (in the only way black metal bands like that are) for being a Nazi. Drunk me thought it would be funny to bang the dude from such a cheesy nu-metal band to really salt that wound.
His ex had done the same to him, and I heard about it for years. "How could she go from me to that guy from that band?" So when Tinder pushed this guy in front of me, it seemed too good to pass up. I don't know. I was drunk, but that's what I told my friend as I got his hotel number, haha
So my friend and I tart up. The real cliche vibe, school skirts, my patch jacket, knee high socks, full on porno style, haha
We are 5 beers deep giggling in the looby being eyed by the bellman. He greets us in the lobby in his leather jacket and track pants, the cowboy hat is missing and im low key ready to leave.
As soon as we got up to his room, he asked my friend and I if we had brought any beer and if we could go get some for him...ummm...so we went to get some.
After some banter about his dinky American accent I ask about the hat. The whole reason im there...he goes to get it and let me wear it.
Shenanigans ensue and at one point I decide im going to have a bath and run myself one, ive never been in a bath so big!
He was pretty cool for the most part but oddly arrogant for a man hiding a shiny bald head/skullet under his bandanna. Seems mean to point out, but we found out he had a girlfriend/ partner on instagram after our encounter and...fuck that noise, mate. Don't cheat!
He offered me backstage passes to the show he was playing at, but I told him I didn't actually like his band in a semi polite way, and we left giggling our asses off.
It was an afternoon of...why not? Should be a fun story and I actually have a tonne of pictures of he and I together. One you can see the soul leaving my body as im laughing, hair all messed up, make up all fucked and skirt askew,cowboy hat titled over my eyes.
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