It's your one way ticket to midnight.

May 26, 2012 by Tomigriffin
It's your one way ticket to midnight.
Morrison is NOT my kid. He only likes, in his words, "the car one" of Sammy Hagar's music. We are not related.
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As Sammy Hagar’s “I’ll Fall in Love Again” plays over and over along with more of my Red Rocker favorites, I wander back in my mind to my days of Red. Most of the people I shared these days with are on Facebook, and or are still my friends, and they might remember when I wore crimson as much as I now where my paint overalls (retired 2011). I loved Sammy, “I’ll Fall in Love Again” the first song to capture my attention and heart the summer of 1982 with my friends Gregg, Andrea, Brad Tebo, Cathlin Kennedy, Steve Brader, and my lovely sister gets added to this bunch as the summer of 83, me still in the midst of my complete surrender to the color, Tiff joined me and my actor friends (Duane, Paul, Sue-del, Cherie, Kevin, Cynthia etc) at Enchanted Forest Theater in Salem Oregon for a week and during that week my friends Cathin, Gregg and Andrea, and I think Brad, came down and we all went to a Brian Adams, SAMMY HAGAR, and Journey concert in Eugene. Well, I enjoy Brian Adams, and will surely use “I’m Going to Run to You” and my sister and I LOVE, LOVE Journey’s “Loving, Touching, Squeezing” and it will also undoubtedly be used somewhere in my writings too, but it was The Red Rocker we all were there for. My sister exposed to heavy metal at a young age has grown to love the artist as well. She, Cathlin and I became upfront fanatics at that very concert (my toes ended up bloody as I had on sandals as we cut through the crowd just like a wedge to break down the barricade to reach the stage, can you feel the rage?”) I have since seen Sammy in concert two more times, one with my lovely step-daughter Dawna in Phoenix just weeks after I moved to AZ with my own Sam. Hmm, makes you wonder. Anyway, I would love to write a rock n roll musical using Sammy, or Hagar as a character, call it “Buying my way into Heaven”. Unfortunately my ruby phase was during a time in the Earth’s history that there was a cult in Oregon called Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh and these loving peoples wore red from head to toe too so after being associated with free love one too many times, I changed my red ways to an offshoot, PINK. Some of you might have noticed. Another memorable moment, not one I am proud of really, but memorable, when I worked on cruise ships one week I had gang way duty, (you know, “Welcome aboard Princess Cruises”) at 5:30 AM in Seward Alaska and a lot (or most) of the rest of the entertainment crew did not have duty in the wee early hours so therefore partied all night long in the halls keeping the ones of us who did, awake. So, and again I am not proud, when I got up to go to work, vindictively I blared Sammy’s “There’s Only One Way to Rock” as loud as I could in the entertainment hallway waking the late-night partiers as early as I had to get up. They were none too happy, but later complimented me on my song choice (I know I am such a wet blanket). Also working on cruise ships I got to visit Cabo Wabo several times, and my own Sam has taken me there once too. Sam and I are now trying to plan another special trip there, but as my mom joked with me just a few days ago, “Want to know how to make God laugh? Make a plan.” So maybe we will, maybe we won’t but it’s fun to dream. In the meantime I am enjoying The Red Rocker Sammy Hagar’s “I don’t Need Love” baking a cake that can only be associated with, “She’s on Fire” which I have always wanted to direct a video too. Sammy, I am saving my money to buy my way into Heaven because the gawds of rock-n-roll will be there. Oh you’re not there yet, I guess I better read your book.

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It's your one way ticket to midnight.
She's on FIRE!