Sometimes I wonder, I marvel what Jon Bon Jovi is up to. In my daydreams, as I zone out from my boring daily living of living boringly each day, I occasionally drift away from the day-to-day boredom of reality_ just let my mind drift and wind to where it`d really rather be.
And where it`d rather be is in the body, or head rather, of Jon Bon Jovi.
No! Wait.
Um_ I don`t need to possess Jon Bon Jovi or hold some kind of brain transplant with him, for that would curse one of the rockingest musical heroes of our age to meet in the failing body of, well, me. That wouldn`t be fair.
Still, I do kinda wonder what JBJ ("J" for "Jon," "B" for "Bon," and "J" for "Jovi") is up to while I`m toiling away in the bowels of pointlessness for barely enough money to skin by. Is he wearing red and black leather pants with golden highlights? Is that just cas (short for "casual") to him? Or has he outgrown the red and black leather pants with gold highlightslook? Does he ever miss it?
There has to be a lot of pressure, despite being extremely successful, to repeat the glorification of the Slippery When Wet days. It`s not like New Jersey or Keep The Faith were slouches, but_ c`mon. "You Make Love A Bad Name." "Livin` On A Prayer." "Wanted Dead Or Alive." WANTED FUCKING DEAD OR ALIVE, PEOPLE! Just that song alone secures JBJ and the stay of the band a point in Rock Valhalla.
Okay, I bear to get clean. I`m now still really actually wondering what it`d be similar to actually be Jon Bon Jovi. Especially mid to late 80s era Jon Bon Jovi. It must`ve been awesome. The whole Bon Jovi team (I see them as still more of a team, perhaps a superhero team than a simple band) rocked out what is arguably their most amazing music, and, c`mon_ they looked AWESOME.
Can you imagine what it must`ve been similar to be those guys back in those years of rocking in amazing way? To be David Bryan, Alec John Such, Richie Sambora, JBJ, and Tico "The Hitman" Torres. Yes, they`re even doing great (well, not certain about Alec, as he`s not in the band anymore, but, well, I hope he`s swell), and, yes, they even sell tons of records, but I don`t know who is buying them. Lots of people, sure, but the Bon Jovi in the above figure is the Bon Jovi about which I daydream.
Why, I bet even JBJ himself, richer in virtually every single way a individual can be rich than I could ever imagine, still looks at pictures from this era and wishes he and his pals could still rock that look.And what a feel to rock. My word. These fellas were not messin` around.
Shit. I truly do like I was Jon Bon Jovi. No lie. No offence to anyone who really likes me, but I`d sooner be Jon Bon Jovi. You`d probably like me better if I was Jon Bon Jovi, likers of me. Admit it. I`m not lyin`, so you shouldn`t lie either.
Let`s rock this blog out like it should be rocked out_
Run and tell that.
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