Hair Band Love (Writing Playlists) Holly Schindler

Back in the late '80s, early '90s, I was a hair band addict. 

Not just any addict. I mean serious. If I wasn't glued to MTV, I was listening to the radio or trying to get my hands on a concert ticket.

If I couldn't actually go to a show, I was autograph hunting. I had a friend of a friend who worked at the hotel where all the big names stayed in town. I knew the check-in times and what block of rooms were usually reserved for them. I've been kicked out of this particular hotel more times than I can count. 

Me and a member of Tesla.


Do we ever get over our first-music love? I, for one, don't think so. To this day, when I get really sluggish and need to rev myself up again, I watch a few hair band videos on YouTube. 

It's a guilty pleasure. A second wind.

And this time, I don't kicked out of the room. 


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