Photography and writing © Tara Greene
I have finally located some of my quite precious, to me anyway, original Rock Star photo collection. My house is a treasure trove of eclectic piles of stuff, papers, notebooks, crystals, items, posters, art, mementos, memories. In one of my present-past lives I was a rock star groupie of the very innocent kind. I loved rock music.
My first rock & roll concert was The Beatles! Where do you go from there?
I saw just about every rock band that came to Toronto since the mid-60’s. It was so easy then, my girlfriends, both named Linda and I would call the hotels, ask for the particular rock star- like Mr. Hendrix or Mr. Morrison by name. We would get their room numbers and go to the Four Seasons Hotel on Jarvis Street and go to their room, knock on the door and voila. No security anywhere! I also had a teen reporter pass from some American magazine like Tiger Beat or After Four or both and so I could get in pretty much anywhere backstage if I intended to. I looked older than I was. Most of the photos were taken with simple Kodak camera.
Sorry to say that I never fooled around with any of the stars. Although Robert Plant infamously ripped my sheer black lace shirt off backstage at The Rock Pile, The Masonic Temple, now home to MTV Canada, which was witnessed by a bunch of people who were present. A number of other famous rock stars wanted to get it on but I was having none of it.
I was really interested in finding out who they were, as people. They really appreciated me and my friends being non-aggressive, non-falling all over them. We’d sit and talk, ask questions, thank them and leave. Most of the time I didn’t bother to ask for embarrassing autographs or photos. I wanted to be totally cool and un-demanding.
Just for curiosity sake I pulled up the astrology chart for June 8, 1968. Set for New york City where Bobbe’s eulogy was given by Ted Kennedy at St. Patrick’s Cathedral.
The outer planets as they are today June 8, 2011 are shown in green.
My very dear old girlfriend Lynn St. John who I knew since Grade 11 passed away suddenly May 26. She kept mentioning to me to put these photos up on Facebook and whatnot. I have two versions very big ones and a few grouped together. I have been trying to upload since yesterday, and as Synchronicity would have it. Today June 8 is the 43rd anniversary of that very sad day of Bobby Kennedy’s funeral. Seems like another lifetime and not all that long ago. So here it is Lynn, for you and everyone else who happens by.