You know I am not referring to myself in the title. It was however the title of a great little article in that old Sydney rag "The Daily Telegraph" or more precisely "The Sunday Telegraph" today. Some poor 19 year old "model" went to a James Blunt concert, whilst she bobbed about up the front, he spotted her, she got the tap to go back stage and the rest is history. The moral of the story is a good groupie doesn't bother to run to the papers when they find out that "ye old rock n roller" has ditched them for another piece of skirt. I mean did she really expect to become Priscilla Presley the 2nd coming. Of course the story did rise a dry smile from me. Silly twat that she was no doubt thought her model Esq looks and lack of talent may encourage him to dedicate his next album to her. Its possible in the future she may look back on this experience and running to the rags as a big mistake, Or maybe she wont think much past next week. Still call me old fashioned but what people will do to get some amount of fame these days is intolerable. And if she wants to see exactly what it takes to be a rock groupie here is some advise on how to get back stage from Pink Floyd's The Wall;
And if you do get backstage with the rock n roller here is what happens next; Beware artistic types who are prone to drug induced tantrums;
You have been warned.
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