So I've been thinking about even mentioning this here. But I've told you animals so many things about myself in the past and some of you are even, somewhat, interested. Soooooo.
First of all this is NOT a pity party. I abhor those so please understand that what I'm about to share doesn't mean I'm damaged. I'm actually doing very well and have dealt with both the physical and mental aspect of the events that have transpired within the last couple of months. Let me preface this whole shit show with the knowledge that I have actually been raped twice and mugged now four times. All those that felt they had the right to use and abuse me without my consent have been prosecuted and most of them have finished serving their sentences. It always seems to be a surprise when people find out the victim is deaf. Seems to break down the attacker's stories about how I wanted, asked for, or deserved what I got from them.
Okay, kiddies, here goes.
About five weeks ago, now, I decided to go watch a favorite band of mine at a new roadhouse location in the outer burbs of Chicago. And none of my usual cronies were available to go, but I know the band and their significant others. So I went. And yes I looked good. Tight jeans, southern rock type t-shirt and vest and some rough out heeled cowgirl boots. Hair and makeup. Not looking to hook up, just wanting to jam out with the band on stage and have a couple of drinks.
While there I was befriended by a couple of guys that had seen me play with the guys on stage before. They were gentlemen and kind of fan boyish but they were cool and we were enjoying the music. And because I was enjoying myself I got myself absorbed by the music and I let my danger senses down and didn't notice the lurkers. And that's my fault. I know better. You know, because I'm indestructible, and you know I don't put up with that shit,
Anyway, I excused myself to head to the bathroom. While approaching the hallway to the bathroom two guys approached me and told me I was pretty, I thanked them. Then they said they thought I would like to get to know them, I told them they were completely wrong in their thinking and excuse me.
Well my attitude must have rubbed them the wrong way. One call me a cunt and then next thing I know the other grabs me. It caught me by surprise and I tried to defend. The other guy sucker punched me in the stomach and lower ribs twice. The first guy slammed my face into the brick wall twice and I went down hard. So now its a bit hazy.. I know they grabbed me. One guy was trying to drag me to the back door by my hair. I shouted a couple of times and I got a kick in the side. Then it went chaotic. There was a scuffle and three guys came out of no where and took these two outside. One came back to check on me and I was a mess. He asked what he could do… I told him.
“Kick the shit out of them. Make sure to break both their hands in multiple places…once that's done call 911 asked for police and ems and then leave. No need for them to get in trouble…” He just nodded and said something to the boys outside. Next thing I really remember was the ems person talking to me. I couldn't open my right eye. At some point I said to talk to me where I can see you. I'm deaf and my hearing aids have failed during the attack. He was good and spoke clearly for me. And they transported me and then my attackers to the same hospital. The guys who saved me stayed and told the police about the attack and their involvement. At the hospital the doctor who treated me just asked me what the hell happened.. I tried to smile and said you think I look bad wait till you see what's behind me.
So.. I have/had a broken cheek bone, Four bruised ribs, Multiple abrasions and contusions, a few stitches, and some really good drugs.
Now please understand, I'm okay. I'm fine. It's just another episode in my life that leaves many just shaking their heads. I've talked to my family and priest and yes even my shrink and they just shrug at times. But I'm fine.
During recovery I binged Vikings and Last Kingdom. Kind of got into the whole idea. Then I heard they were having a charity thing at a local bar to raise money for St Jude. The band I went to watch was going to play and so I begged them to let the girls play an hour before them. The girls are an all girl band that I've been working with and playing when the Front girl is too busy doing her thing to be serious about the music.. To date I've made sure they get to play and practice, whether the lead singer is there or not. Plus her father thinks he's in charge because he bought the PA system. Pffet..
I bought them a new PA and AMPS, designed it all to be super portable and everything fit inside a cargo van. But if the drummer buys anymore drums we will need a trailer. I bought a Ford Transit to haul everything for them if Dad didn't show up. Let's just say he isn't a big fan of me and me helping the rest of the girls out. And by girls we are talking 20 to 27, all decent to good musicians with good voices and good looks.
Boy this is getting long.
So my guys tell me to bring the girls and we can play before them. WOOT!!!! Now prep. We practiced a couple of times and got out set arranged. Then I went out and bought about $5000.00 of leather clothing for them. Tight soft leather pants and vests and capes with fake wolf fun on the collars. Got Thor pendants on chains for each of them. And I stepped it up a notch. I got the right side of my head shaved and left the rest of my hair long. I had some very unique braiding and loops woven into my hair as well and then added a ton of hand drawn Norse symbols on my arms and shoulders and did some odd eye makeup as well.
We got there early. I kept my head covered and did my make up at the last second. Also added a pair of wrap around amber sunglasses. I told my buddy who leads the main band that he and the guys might want to be out front when we start. He laughed and said he wondered what was up.
We came on stage with our backs to the audience. We opened with ‘Back in the Saddle Again’ Aerosmith. The first cord and the capes fell and we turned on the crowd. Five angry Viking Shield Maidens attacked…. Gary said it was the most aggressive he had ever seen me play or sing. He truly felt we could have shit stomped everyone in there. And the crowd went crazy. Which the girls kind of freaked out. But they jammed through it. We assault with 80s hair band music for an hour. And the boys asked if we wanted to encore, the crowd was up for it. We played for another 30 minutes and closed with ‘White Winged Dove’ Stevie Nicks
Everyone wanted to meet No Boiz Nozie. So the ladies did good and I proved to myself that, YES I am tough and fuck those guys.
Oh and my rescuers were there as group security. LOL. I bought a lot of drinks that night and left a big ass check for St Jude as well. At the end of the night I asked how much they had made and I double it. Yep that's me the hard ass.
I'm sorry I have nothing really sexy to share, But just felt like telling you all. No one puts you down, get up and show them to fuck off.
Also, side note, those drawn tattoos were awesome but still not sure if I want real ones and the leather clothes made all the girls feel invincible. It was not only amazing to watch them transform but we had a hell of a good time.
Finally, maybe something more sexy next time.
Be good you filthy animals.