Slightly odd Big Question today, which occurred to me on my way toodling around town and listening to the radio. Living in “The Live Music Capital of the World” as I do, it’s hard to throw a rock without hitting some form of musician or other. Not that I’m entirely sure why you’d want to throw rocks, or, once you decided to throw them you wouldn’t want to hit a musician –they seem as good a target as any– but there you have it. Austin is simply filled to the brim with musicians. Thus, the young Austin woman needs be extra vigilant if she does not want to date a strummer of chords of banger of drums. My mother always told me not to date musicians or guys with vans. Oh if only I had listened to her.
Still, I can’t help thinking that not all musicians would be terrible partners. I bet Elvis Costello and I would totally get along –at least if I managed not to stroke out when I met him– and I’m almost entirely sure that I would give my hot pink Diors for just two hours of digitally recorded conversation with Keith Richards. On the other hand I bet Lou Reed (whom I’ve loved à la distance for years) would kinda be a jerk and Leonard Cohen would give me the inexplicable creeps.
Francesca and Plumcake want to know:
Are there musicians or other celebrities you think you’d be friends with if you two met? Is there anyone you love to watch or hear but wouldn’t ever want to share a cocktail with? Do you want to know your favorite musicians or would it just ruin the mystery? Do tell!