OK. I appreciate that within these pages I've waxed lyrical about Rufus, reviewed the Nana Mouskouri tour and generally expressed a liking for musical theatre.
I've never really covered my penchant for something a bit harder. A bit darker and heavier.
I admit it, I like a bit of classic rock.
And the guys with big hair and tight jeans? Well, if the moment is right....
Anyway, I digress. My hand luggage on my trip to Amsterdam this week was a Nintendo Wii and a copy of Guitar Hero - Legends of Rock. You may think that this is me being very generous and that it was a birthday gift for Amsterdam Friend. Alas no.
Although his birthday is fast approaching, I'm bringing the Wii all the way from France because apparently it's less controversial if I bring it into the house than if he does.
I guess it's the male version of 'Oh this dress? You've seen it a gazillion times before...honestly'.
Having narrowly avoided a divorce, AF picks up the little plastic guitar and nails each and every song. Could this be because he plays bass in a band and knows most of the songs by heart anyway? Apparently not. Or so he'd have me believe.
So, I opt for a slow version, on 'easy' setting, of Poison's 'Talk Dirty to Me'.
Alas, the gay gene kicks in almost immediately and, while AF is rocking his way through levels two and three, I'm still trying to finish this damn song without being booed off stage.
I try 'School's Out', 'Slow Ride', even a bit of Pat Benatar. The crowd don't appreciate me, and I never get that standing ovation that I so obviously deserve.
Sunday afternoon, I finally make it all the way through a song. the crowd goes wild. I go wilder. Lord knows what'll happen when I have to actually play a chord with the bloody thing - single notes are hard enough.
Anyway, I'm waiting for the show-tunes sing-off to be released.
Revenge will then be mine.