Rockstar Spotlight: Sarah the Comedian

Tonight’s as good of night as any to start up a new recurring passage: Spotlights

I’m throwing shout outs to exceptional people I meet who embody the Rockstar life mentality. These are people who beat to the tune of their own drum brazenly, who give no fucks, who follow their dreams despite hurdles, who love themselves unconditionally, who have been through Hell and conquered.

The first installation of Spotlights is Sarah the Comedian.

Sarah floated in and out of my childhood spent in the rural cornfields of Illinois.  We lived less than 5 miles away from each other for most of our lives.  She went to the local Catholic school with my cousins and other mutual childhood townie friends.  We reconnected back in high school, often drudging through the same advanced classes and exchanging the occasional friendly hallway “Hey!”  Thanks to the rise of social media during our collegiate years, we were both able to peer into each others lives as we grew into 20-something year old adults.

As Sarah grew into the confident woman she is (now moreso), she openly discusses her daily struggle with chronic illness.  What once stood as a personal issue she often hid, she now readily exploits for the sake of hilarity in her regular bits entitled “Cooking for None.”  I might take a lesson from her in regard to my own migraine problems.

And remember how I said she grew up going to the Catholic school preaching evangelism? Well, she just today went on an ALL CAPS TIRADE denouncing organized religion, institutionalized sexism, bigotry, and proclaimed her genderqueer identity.  Boy, did I eat that shit up.  I was FB liking all over the damn place.  LGBTQA Solidarity. Fight for the slain in Orlando.

So here’s to you, Alo!  You are Hero of the Day! \m/

 

Come As You Are…Pt. 2

I’ve waited long enough to formally introduce myself.

I’m Breezer.  

No, that’s not my birth name.  I’m 27 years old…which is relevant if you’re a fellow rockstar reading this blog.

Since I can remember, music pervaded my life.  As an infant, I would not sleep unless Judas Priest caressed my ears.  I regularly untuned my father’s 70’s era Fender Stratocaster as a toddler.  I danced to Alice Cooper’s “Poison” music video at my Second Birthday party while donning a favorite frilly blue dress.  I survived the 90’s N*SYNC/Backstreet era as the weird nerd who religiously listened to Aerosmith on my Walkman.  Bach chorales trained my fingers to play instruments. Choir refined vocals.  Show Choir brought out the performance artist.  DrumMajor duties in high school marching band disciplined my leadership skills.  Musical tunes brought sanctuary in the high school auditorium.  Marilyn Manson saw me through the tears and sleepless nights of my Undergrad years.

Finally, after too long…the opportunity to create presents itself.

This blog will be many things to me..to you, the audience..a place for me to share band updates, new experiences and revelations, eclectic fashion choices, inspiring lyrics…a safe haven for all to be our best selves.

This is my life as a Rockstar

…And I Swear that I Don’t Have A Gun.