Axl Is As Pleased As We Are By Your Efforts
Friday, November 6, 2009
"What does it matter to you / When you got a job to do you got to do it well / You got to give the other fella hell."
Seriously, we were tempted to cut our Contest off early, because if your entries get any more awesome OUR HEAD IS GOING TO BLOW UP. But we're not here because our job is EASY, Author-friends, and we have what it takes to make it to the end. FIVE P.M. TODAY. YOU MAKE US PROUD.
Aaaaaand, we spent this whole WEEK on a rock-concert-and-sake-bender, which means we will be writing, like, fifteen thousand words of our Nanowrimo-totally-stalled-in-scene-two-and-already-we-hate-it-and-why-are-we-writing-about-orphans-again?-AUGH novel tomorrow. Wish us luck. It was a really good rock concert, though.
Well, Guns 'N' Roses hit on my sister once. In Stockholm at the Hardrock Cafe.
She ignored them. They were slightly affronted. Oh, the life of a rockstar...
I was at a gas station in Arizona and their tour van pulled in for gas. We geve the guy that came in to pay a hard time...I think I said something along the lines of "Hey, is that what you have in there, guns and roses?" He looked at me like I was insane...They were just becoming popular and I didn't hear about them until a few months later. I could have died....talk about missing the boat. Oh Axle...we could have been great together.
On a semi-related topic, Ragan.com posted one of their worst cover letters and their no-holds-barred commentary. A great read to start my morning! A fun comments cat fight going on as well. Publishing is not the only industry plagued by bad queries. Enjoy.
Is this the worst cover letter ever?
Axl definitely falls into the category of "dudes who are awesome from afar but we know are actually pretty creepy and what's up with the sometimes super racist lyrics and we think we will not get closer thank you." But good LORD did the man know how to dress himself. And how to write a power ballad.
Take me down
To the paradise city
Where the grass is green
And the girls are pretty...
As for fashion... well, he also used to wear white spandex biker shorts with a plaid shirt. Fashion crisis? Lost his luggage? Happens to everyone, I guess...
Yeah, as we were SAYING, the MAN KNEW HOW TO DRESS HIMSELF. You should see some of OUR outfits before you knock biker shorts, sirrah.
Okay, maybe we wouldn't head toward WHITE spandex.
When you said "orphan," did you mean "orphan," a person who has lost his parents, or "often," frequently? Seems to me if you are writing of oftens, you should be further along by now!
Lucy, you are my long-lost twin. I was thinking the same thing. Ahh... the pirates....
Of course you wouldn't head toward WHITE spandex...it's after Labor Day. Even a bender shouldn't include white after Labor Day... for shame.
Well, I admit that it seems likely that he knew how to physically dress himself... most of the time.
:)
She's got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories, Where everything
Was as fresh as the bright blue sky.
Ok, I admit he was a little creepy as time went on but the guy was talented as hell. I am not knocking biker shorts...I think I may have participated in the parachute pants phase that was happening back then.
Okay, I am dating myself here, but my first concert EVER was the G'n'R-Metallica Stadium Tour (with Faith No More opening) at Giants Stadium. Can you say AWESOME? Metallica played for FOUR HOURS, and GNR wasn't nearly as late as predicted, and although Axl did get pissy and leave the stage (because someone threw a note onstage during the performance), we got a good hour-plus of music from the band before he bailed.
AXL was sooooo cool when I was in high school. Now he's just a fat puffy coke-whore with bad corn-rows.
I was never a huge fan of Guns-- I wanted Dave Mustaine and Kip Winger.
First of all, axl rose was THE crush when I was in jr. high (back in the day b4 it was called "Middle School").
And that Paradise City scene from Can't Hardly Wait was hysterical thanks to the juxtaposition of Axl's uber-male hedonistic lyrics with the gyrating geek boy.
And the entries ARE amazing I don't know how u will choose. The Author Friends are a talented lot!
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Good for your sister. They don't make penicillin strong enough for what she might have picked up.
If you have to write 15,000 words on orphans this weekend I'd start the Dickens seance immediately, or soon.
Lol, Laura. Yeah, she and her friend were like 17 or so, and the band was all like "Why don't you love us? We're Guns 'N' Roses! You're North American and this is a Hard Rock Cafe! You have to know who we are!"
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