| ||||||||||
 
Dr. Ronald P. Rogers CHIROPRACTOR Support for your body's natural healing capabilities 270-384-5554 Click here for details 
  
Columbia Gas Dept. GAS LEAK or GAS SMELL Contact Numbers 24 hrs/ 365 days 270-384-2006 or 9-1-1 Call before you dig 
Visit ColumbiaMagazine's Directory of Churches Addresses, times, phone numbers and more for churches in Adair County Find Great Stuff in ColumbiaMagazine's Classified Ads Antiques, Help Wanted, Autos, Real Estate, Legal Notices, More... 
|
Carol Perkins: Meatloaf Previous Column: You get what you pay for By Carol Perkins The music of Meatloaf has been transformed into a play entitled "Bat Out of Hell," which is one of his hits. (I hesitated to use that word.) Once in Las Vegas (last week's story), I scoured those Vegas magazines left in hotel rooms, looking for a show. Being a fan of Meatloaf (the singer), I wanted to see this musical. Guy did not, but as the famous Meatloaf hit goes, "I will do anything for love..." This rock n' roll show was all leather, motorcycles, and a spinoff of West Side Story and Romeo and Juliet. First chord by the band brought us out of our seats as if a gun had been fired. Shook the room. I glanced over to Guy who was looking at me. I patted his arm, "It'll get better." As the music/story progressed, I was in "hog heaven," tapping my feet and swaying to the beat. I glanced at Guy. He was looking up at the rafters, counting the lights attached to beams, or maybe praying for a quick end. Song after song from his greatest hits had a hold on the audience, but not on Guy. "How anybody could enjoy that, I don't know," he said as we were leaving. "That was the worst ever." I took issue. "But I thought Les Miserables was the worst." He remembered, "Yeah, that WAS the worst, but this comes in second." I asked him why he didn't leave. The gentleman in him said, "I didn't want to leave you sitting there alone." I was alone because he was a million miles away. At one point when the stage went dark, he thought it was over. Wrong. As the ushers were pushing t-shirts on our exit, Guy said, "Surely you don't want one." I didn't. I couldn't see myself wearing a "Bat out of Hell" t-shirt. I wouldn't even buy a Rolling Stone t-shirt when I saw them. I was thinking later about the greatest performance of the night, "I Will Do Anything for Love," which went on for five minutes. Guy certainly wouldn't have been in that situation if not for me. However, the end of the song says, "But I won't do that." His days of sitting through musicals ended that night. You can contact Carol at carolperkins06@gmail.com. This story was posted on 2022-10-28 11:22:16
Printable: this page is now automatically formatted for printing.
Have comments or corrections for this story? Use our contact form and let us know. More articles from topic Carol Perkins:
Carol Perkins: You get what you pay for Carol Perkins: See the World Carol Perkins: Sewing Teddy Bears for OCC Carol Perkins: Operation Christmas Child Carol Perkins: The Case of the Missing Keys Part II Carol Perkins: The Case of the Missing Keys Carol Perkins: Guess What's Wrong Carol Perkins: Memories of Recess Carol Perkins: Owning Your Own Truth Carol Perkins: The Heart View even more articles in topic Carol Perkins |
 
115 Jamestown St. Columbia, KY. 270-384-2496 
  
   
 Provided by the Adair Co Fiscal Court and the Adair Co. Emergency Mgt. Agency 
|
||||||||
|
| ||||||||||
|
Quick Links to Popular Features
Looking for a story or picture? Try our Photo Archive or our Stories Archive for all the information that's appeared on ColumbiaMagazine.com. | ||||||||||
|
Contact us: Columbia Magazine and columbiamagazine.com are published by Linda Waggener and Pen Waggener, PO Box 906, Columbia, KY 42728. Please use our contact page, or send questions about technical issues with this site to webmaster@columbiamagazine.com. All logos and trademarks used on this site are property of their respective owners. All comments remain the property and responsibility of their posters, all articles and photos remain the property of their creators, and all the rest is copyright 1995-Present by Columbia Magazine. Privacy policy: use of this site requires no sharing of information. Voluntarily shared information may be published and made available to the public on this site and/or stored electronically. Anonymous submissions will be subject to additional verification. Cookies are not required to use our site. However, if you have cookies enabled in your web browser, some of our advertisers may use cookies for interest-based advertising across multiple domains. For more information about third-party advertising, visit the NAI web privacy site.
| ||||||||||
