The Bassist and The Basket Case//Mötley Crüe •Nikki Sixx•

The Date Tour

It was the morning after we met Tom Zutaut. He wanted the boys to go meet there manager. Tom of course wanted me to come with them because I am the person who actually said yes to the deal in the first place.

I didn't really want to go but it's not like I had a choice. I got up from my bed and walked into the kitchen. From the kitchen I eyed the phone that was sitting on the table next to the couch.

I guess I should call mystery dude from the grocery store. If I don't I'd feel bad for at least not calling.

I walked over and into the living room. I picked up the phone from the table and dialed his number. It rang once before he picked up.

(PHONE CALL)

Dude- Hello?

Harrllow- Uhm, is this-uh, hi- we met at the grocery store? You um-kinda ran into my cart?

Dude- Oh, yeah, so I'm guessing you want to get that cup of coffee?

Harrllow- Yeah, but I can't because I don't know your name.

Dude- Oh, Jesus, I'm sorry, Im Matt.

Harrllow- I'm Harrllow, guess I can take you up on that cup of coffee.

Matt- Well what time?

Harrllow- uhm....I'm busy this morning, so how about 11-12:00?

Matt- Okay that works, meet me at Carl's coffee shop at 12:00 this afternoon?

Harrllow- That's fine, okay so I'll see you then?

Matt- yeah, bye Harrllow.

Harrllow- bye Matt.

(END OF PHONE CALL)

I hung up and turned around. Nikki was was in the kitchen.

"Whose Matt?" He asked.

"Someone I'm getting coffee with at 12." I answered.

"Good for you or whatever." He sneered.

I wanted to slap him. "I'm really tired of your mood swings." I stated.

"What mood swings?" He asked getting defensive and angry.

"I mean the mood swings when everything's fine, your nice to me and then like not even two seconds later your pissed off at me for no fucking reason." I said getting pissed.

"Fuck off." He said.

"I fucking can't, we have to meet Tom at 8:30." I told him.

"Why the fuck do you have to come?" He asked

"Because I'm the fucking one who made the record deal with Elektra records, YOU said it was up to me if I said yes or not, so guess what Nikki, I have to go, and if I didn't make that deal, guess what Mötley would be currently? Nothing. Your fucking stuck with me, so stop giving me shit and don't fuck with me ." I kinda yelled at him.

He didn't say anything after that, he walked out of the kitchen and into his room. It was around 7:30 and all the guys were up now.

Tom told us to meet him in the studio that Mötley Crüe would be using.  We all piled into Mick's car.
On the way there, I was stuck in between Tommy and Vince, Sixx was in the passenger seat.

When we arrived we all got out of the car and followed the secretary to Tom. When we reached Tom, standing next to him was kinda of a  chubby short dude.

Tom spoke spoke first. "Guys, this is your manager, Doc." 

"Nice to meet you guys....and gal." He said.

"Nice to meet you too." I said because it was sincere. The boys just stood there like idiots not saying anything.

"Alright, so who excepted the record deal?" Doc asked.

"That would be me." I answered him.

"Alright you'll have to sign the contract as well." He told us."

He led us to a red couch and we sat down. He handed me the contract and a pen. I signed my name and slid the pen and paper of Tommy, he signed, handed it Nikki, he signed, handed it to Vince and so on and so forth.

After that, the boys could record. Doc and Tom took us to the studio part. There they basically went through everything from producers, albums, tours and all of that jazz. 

The first album they would be recording was Too Fast For Love. While they started the process of recording the album. I sat with the producer, writing and drawing in my journal.

I don't know what time it was, but Live Wire started to be played. The very first song I ever heard of by Mötley Crüe. I hummed along to the beat. About halfway through the song, I glanced at my watch. Shit, it was 12:09. I was late. "Fucking hell." I said getting up.

Tom and Doc looked at me.

"What?" Tom asked

"I'm running late." I stated. And with that I walked out the door.

I walked 3 blocks to Carl's Coffee Shop. I went in. I sat in a booth and ordered a coffee.

While I was sipping my coffee, someone sat down across from me.

"Hey Harrllow?" The person said.

I looked up and it was the dude I met in the store. Matt. "Hey Matt." I said smiling.

"I was here earlier but you weren't here." He stated.

"Yeah, sorry, I had a meeting." I told him.

"Ah." He said.

The conversation was slow and I didn't really want to be there. I told him about Mötley and everything else the comes along with them. I didn't tell him anything about my parents or anything though.

When it came time for us to leave, he kissed me. On the mouth. I didn't know what to. I said thank you and walked out.

I made my way home. When I got home, the boys weren't home so I went to my room and just sat there doing nothing.

Around 11 something I went to sleep.

When I woke up it was 8 something I was off today. I got out of bed and walked out of my room and to the kitchen. I took a beer out of the fridge, sat down on the couch and turned the tv on.

Eventually Tommy came and sat next to me.

"Hey Harrllow." He said

"Hey Tommy." I said back.

"Uhm the dudes and I got some pretty rad news yesterday after you left and we were gunna tell you when we got home but you were sleeping dude." He stated.

"Well what's the news?" I asked

"Mötley Crüe is going on tour." He told me.

"No fucking way! That's rad!" I exclaimed.

"And your coming with us." He added.

"No. Fucking.way. Was I spending months on the road with Mr.Mood Swing.Sixx.

Fucking Hell.