life of a former popstar...
POST SOUNDTRACK: Breakthru with Queen
My internal organs felt like they were about to spontaneously combust into to tiny little pieces of minced meat at any given second. Somewhat of a horrifying graphic vision right there, but that moment there was no limit to where my mind had elevated to.
My brain definitely not navigating in sync with the rest of my body.
The lump of air inside my neck had grown enormously since I woke up that morning, expanding its bubble for every breath I take. For a moment I panicked that I would have no voice, like those nightmares when you scream but nothing comes out.
My nervous thoughts were drowned out by the anticipating screams of 6000 people.
They were fans, but I can´t allow myself to let that get to me, not yet.
That morning I had been mobbed trying to get out of my car and to the venue, the first sign that life as I knew it was about to change. Were they really waiting for us? For me?
I gazed up on the stage, the only barrier separating me from the audience. The stage I soon were to put my feet upon and sing.
Around me stood 7 teenagers about to be exposed for the first time in front of an audience. Faces pale as snow instead of our usual yellow skin tone.
It was time. Charlie and Jay our hosts took the stage for our introduction.
They could probably have said anything because at that moment a vibration of screaming teen girls generated surround sound through the hall.
Flashlight beams lead our way up metal rigs to where my stage entrance would be.
A white beam from the roof spot light had found its way through the tiny cracks of the stage scenery making me squint my eyes like being burned by staring at the sun. Glancing away I caught my own reflection in the backstage mirror
There stood a frightened 17 year old girl with red hair touching her shoulders, wearing a jean jacket over a purple tie dye dress and Doc Martin boots. Sure, she looked every bit ready for the spotlight but her eyes could not conceal a glimt of fear.
The girl in the mirror forced out a smile, and for the first time she allowed herself to enjoy the moment.
It was then it hit me, what I was about to venture.
This was it, I was a pop star and I was about to loose my virginity to the taste of fame, here I was with my first pop album about to go out and do my first concert ever in front of 6000 people screaming our name. They were waiting for me and my band.
How the hell did I get here?
and in a flashback I went back to how it all begun.........
Labels: becoming famous