I was eighteen and traveled to Europe for the first time with a group of musicians from across the US. We sang and played music in Austria, Germany, Italy, France and Switzerland.
And I fell in love.
For the first time.
With an adorable boy from Montana.
And after we left Europe I went to Montana and worked on his family's Bee Farm, extracting honey for the rest of the summer.
Ahhh... summer love. So cute.
One of the lingering effects of that summer is a somewhat baffling love for Aerosmith.
The Band.
Yes.
And you're right. I'm SOOOOOO not a rock and roll girl. But I LOOOOOOOOOOVE Aersomith.
And it's probably not for the reason you're thinking.
Here's why:
One afternoon the cute boy and I were hanging out with one of his friends. We decided to take a drive down the highway to get lunch. (Everything out in Montana requires a drive down the highway.)
And we take the friend's old POS Jeep. This thing had serious issues. I ended up riding in the back, sitting on top of a HUGE speaker. Once we got going I was immediately overwhelmed by CRAZY gas fumes, which passed directly over where I was sitting and then out the open (missing) back window. It was a wind tunnel of gas fumes and blaring Aerosmith. And if getting high on gas while listening to "Walk This Way" doesn't fry your brain into loving Aerosmith, I don't know what will.
So today Aerosmith comes to town. And you betcha I'm gonna be at that concert.
YAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! (Screamed all Steven-Tyler-Esque)
That sounds like a fun way to fall in love with Aerosmith, maybe I'll give that a try. ;)
ReplyDeleteI had no idea. Is that were your love of Jeeps comes from too?
ReplyDeleteMy old roommate is in love with Aerosmith too, and has been to a concert, and LOVEDD it! I hope that you loved it too. They supposedly put on a great show. Don't you love how late I'm reading these things? Lol.
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