The band and I'd been playing for hours and nothing was going right. I mean, 18 months on tour and writing songs for the next album and we couldn't get a beat down. The engineers were beginning to become impatient, and we were all beginning to get very drunk. From the start we'd all decided that we would be a friggin' ROCK N' ROLL band....sex, drugs and rock n' roll was all we ever talked about. We'd been together for 5yrs trying to hit it big, and finally got our big break two years ago. A gold album. The rock n' roll was the natural part, and the drugs were great too. But it was the girls that really got us going. Who knew how many groupies there could possibly be on this planet. The more we toured, the more we scored. We's heard all about the big names in rock doing crazy things with their groupies and we wanted to top them all. Zepplin and Kiss had nothing on the things we liked to do...but pent up in this studio for three months after being together a year in a half things were starting to get a little tense. We didn't have time for the girls, it was only drugs booze and trying to put together another record.
Being the lead singer everything seemed to fall on me and the pressure was definetely mounting. If something didn't happen soon then we'd kill each other and be nothing more than a VH1 special waiting to happen.
"Take 5 guys...we'll try it again in a minute. I think that I've got something that might help out a bit. We've got this whole place locked up for the night, so we're going to let loose and see what we can do about getting you guys to lighten up a big." Bill was our manager and supplier of all things Rock N Roll. If we wanted smoke, he got us smoke. Shrooms, girls, coke, anything and everything. His supply seemed endless and we never questioned his means.
" Alright bill, thanks." I said, trying to be cool with 3 of my bandmates staring at me wanting to know why we were breaking when we could just try and pound this all out.
" I'm sure he's right, guys. Let's just see what he's got up his..." Just as I was about to finish my sentence the door to the studio opened and in walked one of the most beautiful girls I'd ever seen, steaming with sexuality.
" Boys, meet Roxy. Roxy, meet the boys...A muse for my guys. Enjoy"...
" Well Roxy, welcome to our studio. The names Simon, I sing...what is it that you do?" I said getting up and putting my guitar down.
Being the lead singer everything seemed to fall on me and the pressure was definetely mounting. If something didn't happen soon then we'd kill each other and be nothing more than a VH1 special waiting to happen.
"Take 5 guys...we'll try it again in a minute. I think that I've got something that might help out a bit. We've got this whole place locked up for the night, so we're going to let loose and see what we can do about getting you guys to lighten up a big." Bill was our manager and supplier of all things Rock N Roll. If we wanted smoke, he got us smoke. Shrooms, girls, coke, anything and everything. His supply seemed endless and we never questioned his means.
" Alright bill, thanks." I said, trying to be cool with 3 of my bandmates staring at me wanting to know why we were breaking when we could just try and pound this all out.
" I'm sure he's right, guys. Let's just see what he's got up his..." Just as I was about to finish my sentence the door to the studio opened and in walked one of the most beautiful girls I'd ever seen, steaming with sexuality.
" Boys, meet Roxy. Roxy, meet the boys...A muse for my guys. Enjoy"...
" Well Roxy, welcome to our studio. The names Simon, I sing...what is it that you do?" I said getting up and putting my guitar down.
