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A young girl joins a band and go through the ups and down over a decade long career in rock music.
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Debra May was held back from life by her overbearing religious mother until she heard the soft melody of 'Stairway to Heaven'. The...
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September 1974
"...Blondie can I get your autograph." I stood in front of another bar we were performing at with Harry who was smoking his cigarette and having a conversation about a mural on a wall nearby. I signed the guy's chest with a marker and he slurred that he was going to get it tattooed there. I laughed walking him in the direction of his even more drunk friends.
Who in their right mind would get someone's autograph tattooed on them?
Things are going well as of now with Harry and I. We were happy and kept it pretty professional until we got drunk and ended up having sex in alleyways or club bathrooms. "I'm gonna rip her to shreds... She's so dull...I'm gonna rip her to shreds." I sang to a song I worked on with Harry.
"I feel as if that song is directed at someone." He joked tossing his cigarette on the ground and stomping it.
"Yes, all the groupies who want to fuck you." He laughed looking around at the people around on the streets walking from bar to bar. It was late and I had a tough time in bars like this because it was a lot of men trying to touch me.
"Hey, Deb that guy over there keeps looking at you like he knows you? Probably a fan." I turned in the direction Harry was talking about and felt my stomach drop at the guy just a few years older than me standing there. He was dressed differently than the last time I saw him a few years back. He waved gently and I felt my mouth go dry as I walked over. "Debra-"
"It's okay," I told Harry as I made it closer to the man.
He smiled at me and looked me up and down as if he was surprised. "Debra May."
"Austin, jeez what are you doing here? How did you find me?" My brother smiled big and pulled a flyer out that had the bands photo on it along with the name of the particular bar we stood in front of.
"I saw this- and well I thought it was you but I thought that was ridiculous because I talk to mom all the time and she said you were busy with school." I rolled my eyes and scoffed at how she could have lied to him for so long. "But it's you, Deb, you're blonde and in a band? What the hell happened?" I looked down and pointed for him to sit on the edge of the sidewalk.
Harry watched me confused on the other side of the street. I told my brother everything from the beginning. I told him how pastor Roy became touchy, how I met Harry, me leaving and everything in between. He was disgusted by my mother being so blind and became frustrated.
"If I would have known Deb- god that man shouldn't even be a pastor." I heard footsteps and looked up to see Harry.
"Deb we go onstage soon." I nodded standing with my brotherr.
"Oh uh- Austin this is my... boyfriend and the guitarist of our band- Harry, this is my brother." Harry's eyes widened and he smiled reaching out to shake his hand. I talked about my brother with Harry once but nothing too crazy.
