Following the success of our now legendary Payola Column (we got a postal order for 50p), the FLY brings all you horny rock chicks out there the Groupie Column.
You know yourself the hassles you face in your attempts to achieve a romantic rendezvous with your idols: roadies who trade backstage passes at the price of your maidenly virtue; drummers pissed-off because the only skin they're likely to see is on their drums; and finally the superstars themselves with memory spans comparable to a goldfish.
But never fear the FLY is here! Now you can cut out all the backstage bullshit simply by sending me a recent photo of yourself, along with your phone number. The FLY then undertakes to personally deliver your details to your chosen Rock Stud.
The Fly
Riff Raff
December 1993
You know yourself the hassles you face in your attempts to achieve a romantic rendezvous with your idols: roadies who trade backstage passes at the price of your maidenly virtue; drummers pissed-off because the only skin they're likely to see is on their drums; and finally the superstars themselves with memory spans comparable to a goldfish.
But never fear the FLY is here! Now you can cut out all the backstage bullshit simply by sending me a recent photo of yourself, along with your phone number. The FLY then undertakes to personally deliver your details to your chosen Rock Stud.
The Fly
Riff Raff
December 1993
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