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August 22, 2006

Sean Daly: Groupie Wrangler

From the bleach-blonde stripper who proudly flashed me her Motley Crue panties to the cosmetically enhanced fan who motioned to her breasts and asked, "Are my boobs even?" my immersion into the Poison/Cinderella tour of Florida has been even nuttier than expected.

After shows in Tampa (where went backstage with Cinderella) and West Palm Beach (where we went backstage with Poison), we have one show left: tonight in Orlando.

I might retire after writing this story. You won't believe some of the stuff in my notebook -- or, for that matter, the pictures in Bob Croslin's camera. And I'm not just talking about the skanky stuff. I met a couple of brothers yesterday, both of whom have life-threatening kidney problems. They shouldn't have been at show, smoking and partying, but metal is what keeps them alive.

Anyway, I plan on writing about this next part at greater length, but here's my personal highlight thus far: After a great backstage interview at the St. Pete Times Forum in Tampa, Cinderella drummer Fred Coury agreed to have his picture taken for the story, BUT ONLY IF HE WAS SURROUNDED BY "HOT CHICKS."

So in true roadie style, I was forced to march out into the buzzing audience and, accompanied by two willing press liaisons from the venue, pick out a gaggle of female fans for Fred. How's that for old-school? You'll have to wait for the story to see who we found (and what they're reactions were), but you'll be pleasantly surprised.

OK, we're off to Orlando. I'll talk to you soon...

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So what you're saying is that the ozone layer over the state of Florida is taking a hit this week and that AquaNet sales are through the roof. I saw that tour a couple years ago when the roster was Faster Pussycat, Winger, Cinderella and Posion, and I think it was actually more fun to watch the crowd and what was being worn than it was to watch the acts. Although Cinderella and Poison both put on a pretty darn good show.

As far as the shows are concerned, Cinderella and Poison give the fans EXACTLY what they want: earnest, energetic renditions of all the hits, tons of innuendo, pyro pyro pyro, and validation that the hair-metal community is still strong.

I bet all the best stories and photos aren't safe for the newspaper. I wish I could have made it to atleast one of the concerts.

Do tell -- what was your response to the question posed by the "cosmetically enhanced fan"?

"Let me get a ruler."

I'll have you know, that is also the only way I will allow myself to be photographed, surrounded by "hot chicks". Hence the reason I am rarely photographed.

My question is this...do you think the Hair Metal community is stronger and shining brighter in the state of Florida?

Wouldn't a laser level worked better?

Clearly you are not a handyman, Sean. The appropriate response to your "cosmetically enhanced" pal would have been: "Let me get a level".


Yeah, I know. I've been corrected by several Bob Vila wannabes out there about the "level" vs. "ruler" debate.

But lemme tell you, when you're faced with those, ahem, situations, sometimes comedy just isn't as precise as you like. Sometimes you go with whatever comes out of your head, and pray that it doesn't get you sued.

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