Hi.
First I just wanted to commend you on your kickass page. This sounds really
cheesy but I can totally identify with you. I met Rivers once, and that's one
encounter I'm not going to forget easily. If you choose to put my story up on
your page, please don't use my real name... you can make up a name or whatever.
So here's my Rivers story (where's yours?)... Weezer came to Amsterdam in '95,
sometime in February I can't remember exactly what date, but anyway, it was just
after the whole Buddy Holly thing, and I really wanted to go. I'd seen the video
a couple of times, and I remember thinking that the lead singer guy was pretty
scruffy looking, with that bowl haircut and all. I actually like bowl haircuts
on some guys now but anyway, I didn't go to the show with the intention of
hooking up with anyone in the band, especially not Rivers. By the way, yes, I am
an Asian girl, but I didn't know anything about Rivers Asian fetish thing that
he has going on. So, I went to the show with!
a couple of friends, it rocked, and then we decided to try and sneak backstage.
The club that they were playing at didn't have tight security, so we actually
managed to get backstage without getting caught. At that point we were super
excited, this was the first time we'd actually managed to pull something like
that off. So we were walking around, there were other people milling around too,
so we didn't stick out or anything. And then I saw Pat! and then later....
Rivers! So we went up to Rivers and asked him for an autograph real quick, and
while he was signing my ticket and cd, he started asking me questions, like
what's your name, how old are you, blah blah you know the drill. And then (and
then!) he asked us if we wanted to stick around for awhile, like hang out or
whatever, so of course we said yes. I should probably describe the impression
that I was getting of Rivers at that point- I was surprised because he's
actually pretty short, I'm not that tall, but he seemed kin!
da like petite or something, his hair was kinda messed up, he was still a little
sweaty/smelly (not reeking or anything, just sort of emanating a slighty sweaty
smell) , but other than that I started realizing that up close, he was really
cute. So anyway, we were just kind standing around talking, and I was standing
next to him, and he kept giving me these looks. Like these really weird, almost
freaky, intense looks. hard to describe. It was getting pretty late, so my
friends were getting ready to leave, but I didn't want to go.... I didn't have
to go because I didn't have a set curfew that night. So they all left, and me
and Rivers kept chatting, we went and sat down on a sofa in one of the back
rooms. He seemed really sweet, I don't remember everything he said but I do know
that he made me laugh a few times. Anyway at this point we were pretty close,
and he'd sort of be playing with my hair, just little things like that. and then
all of a sudden we started kissing, and I cou!
ld see that he was getting a bit, um, aroused. He had his hand on my boob too.
He asked me if I wanted to go back to the hotel with him, and I was kind of
taken back, I hadn't expected him to ask me to have sex with him. So I said no.
And he seemed kinda pissed off, but he just left it at that, and I told him that
it was getting late and that I was going to leave. So I did. I got a
reeeeeeeeally long hug and kiss goodbye, and that was that. I don't regret not
sleeping with him at ALL. Especially now that all these other stories of him
skankin around are coming out of the woodwork.
So that's it. Nothing really special, I'm sure TONS of other girls have had a
similar experience. But, I'm really curious about how your story ends. Do tell!
It seems like you're really pissed off about it, but I'm really glad that you
made the webpage because not only is it hilarious (loved that checklist) but
it's completely true. Anyway, have a nice day!
keep on keepin on,
second base Audrey