"ARE YOU READY 2 ROCK???"

HE ASKS THE CROWD BEFORE ANY MUSIC STARTS....

BY THE ROARS OF YELLS & SCREAMS, HE CAN TELL THAT THEY'RE MORE THAN READY 2 ROCK....

THEY'RE DAMN NEAR READY TO BREAK THRU BARRICADES & MUSCLE BOUND BODYGUARDS JUST SO A DROP OF HIS SWEAT CAN FALL UPON THEM...

ONE FAN EVEN FAINTED AS HE PASSED HIS HAND ACROSS THE FRONTROW & THEIR FINGERTIPS TOUCHED....

SONG AFTER SONG, PARTY SONGS, SONGS OF SORROW, FIGHT THE POWER/ FUCK THE GOVERNMENT OR WHATEVER....

THEY WAIT PATIENTLY FOR A GUITAR SOLO & HE DOESN'T DISAPPOINT THEM....

HIS RIFFS, HIS BREAKS, HIS AMAZING POWER TO MAKE LIGHTERS JUMP OUT OF POCKETS & WAVE FLAMINGLY IN THE AIR....

HE'S A GRUDGE ROCK GOD.... THEY PRAISE HIM AS THE MELODIES OF THE FINAL SONG END....

HE GRABS THE MIC, " THANK YOU, JACKSONVILLE....GOODNIGHT"....

THE CROWD CHANTS.... "ENCORE, ENCORE, ENCORE, ENCORE".....

BUT HE HAS A DIFFERENT TYPE OF PERFORMANCE IN MND.....

HE KNOWS THERE'S A GUARANTEED FLOCK OF GROUPIES BACKSTAGE....

I MEAN, CHICKS DIG THE GUITAR MAN....

FAST FORWARD..... HOTEL RESERVATIONS TURN INTO PARTY INVITATIONS.....

& HERE HE IS, IN THE SHEETS WITH ANOTHER SMALL TOWN BEAUTY QUEEN WITH MODEL DREAMS & HE CAN'T EVEN RECALL HER NAME....

JUST THE WAY HE LIKES IT....

NO STRINGS ATTACHED !!!!!

A FUCKING GUITAR MAN...... "NO STRINGS ATTACHED" A LIL' IRONIC AIN'T IT....

GUITAR MAN