Right now Iâm reading I Want My MTV â The Uncensored History of the Music Video Revolution and Iâve been revisiting my fantasies about being a rock star. The truth is, there is no greater rush than to sing in front of several hundred people. (I know. Iâve done it on more than one occasion). Thereâs also no greater rush than being anonymous in a room with someone who can change how the air feels on your skin….  just with the sound of their voice.Â
This first photograph was taken by my friend Nicole (on her mobile phone!) very late one night at a party we were hosting in connection with a massive film release. We were all exhausted in a way I had never experienced before and had been living on the OWPD (Over Worked Publicist Diet – champagne by night, coffee by morning with very little in between). Just when we thought the party was winding down, in walked Courtney Love who proceeded to walk straight up to the make-shift stage, grab a mic, tell us all to F&%# Off and then launched into a rendition of Bette Davis Eyes. Within two seconds the air in the room was electric. That’s Rock Star Power.
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Itâs amazing to be on the receiving end of moments like that. But whatâs it like to be on the other side? No song better illustrates what itâs like to sing a song for a crowd than this one…
 
IMAGINE THAT
by
Ani Difranco
Imagine that I am on stage
Under a watchtower of punishing light
And in the haze is your face bathed in shadow
And whatâs beyond you is hidden from sight
And somebody right now is yawning
And watching me like a TV
And Iâve been frantically piling up sandbags
Against the flood waters of fatigue and insecurity
And thatâs when I hear my guitar singing
And so I just start singing along
And somewhere in my chest all the noise just gets crushed by the song
Imagine that Iâm at your mercy
And imagine that you are at mine
Just pretend that Iâve been standing here watching you watching me all of this time
Now imagine that you are the weather
In the tiny snow globe of this song
And I am a statue of liberty
One inch long
So here I am at my most hungry
And here I am at my most full
And here I am waving a red cape
Locking eyes with a bull
Imagine that I am on stage
Under a watchtower of punishing light
And in the haze is your face bathed in shadow
And whatâs beyond you is hidden from sight
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**Listen to the song here (it’s really beautiful!): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6UBKlNrhNSY
Photo One by Nicole Rose
Photos Two and Three by Richard Young