I had a friend back in college who was a huge Blondie fan. One night, he went to a Blondie show, and afterwards, got to meet Debbie Harry backstage. So thrilled by meeting his idol, my friend wanted to keep a little piece of the experience forever—not just in his memory, but in some tangible way. So he stole Debbie Harry’s plastic cup of water, carrying it—half full—back to his apartment where he carefully stowed it away in the freezer, preserving the cherished artifact in perpetuity.
“Debbie Harry actually sipped from this cup!” he would remark, flaunting the frozen hunk of ice to his guests, four, five, six years later. I wouldn’t be surprised if he still had the cup in his freezer today.
And I will always remember this act of rabid fandom with great affection (and more than a little curiosity) because personally, I have never been one of those crazy super-fans.
Had I been a teenager in the 60’s, I would not have screamed over the Beatles, no matter how adorable Paul’s dimples were, especially when he hit the high notes and shook his floppy hair. Unlike my husband and sister, I never “went on tour,” nor did I get overly excited when I got to shake Thom Yorke’s sweaty hand. And I LOVE Radiohead. And I never really got what was so damn important about buying the concert t-shirt.
Which leads me to wonder—why do some people get all riled up over their favorite bands while others do not? What separates the fan-girls and fan-boys from, say, me?
In addition to being a writer, I can now proudly call myself the producer of a boy band. They’re called Level3, and yesterday, I spent ten hours in the studio helping them record their new hit single “Heyday.” So, you might want to watch your backs 30 Seconds to Mars.
Cuter than the Jonas Brothers, more soulful than Big Time Rush, Level3 seriously rocks. And there’s no doubt in my mind that this adorable pop trio would be sweeping the charts if it weren’t for this one minor problem.
Like the premise of a bad Hollywood movie, the rock band in my book Reunited has come to life! Of course, this would not have been possible without the AMAZING talents of some actual musicians—Brian Therriault, David Minehan (of the Neighborhoods—holy crap!), Dave Westner, and Emmanuel Ording. Truth be told, I just sat on the couch and tapped my foot a lot. 😉
So here is the real boy band. (Do not attempt to adjust your computer monitors.)
These promising young upstarts might just be the next big thing.
“Heyday” still needs to be mixed, but will be available as a free download closer to Reunited’s release date—June 12, 2012. “LIKE” me on Facebook if you want to stay in the loop. And a single of Level3’s “Parade” is also in the works!
And on a personal note, it’s really a shame I don’t have a musical bone in my body because getting to be a part of a rock song coming together was SO MUCH FREAKING FUN!!!
“Heyday” was recorded at the wonderful Wooly Mammoth Sound Studio in Waltham, MA. And this project would not have been possible without a generous grant from SCBWI (the Society of Children’s Book Writers and Illustrators) who were kind enough to bestow Reunited with their 2011 Book Launch Award. Thank you, SCBWI!
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