Rock Radio - By Lisa Wainland Page 0,40
interviews to draw listeners for ratings or come down for a station concert festival. But even with fame, the deejay and rock star relationship was important. Bands who became too big for their britches often paid the price. A disc jockey’s distaste was often evident in his voice and he certainly wouldn’t push to promote your group. Eric eyed the attractive Dana Drew. He or she that is.
“Guys,” Eric pushed into the dressing room, “I give you Dana Drew and Jonny Rock...plus one.” He smiled at Jill.
Jill rolled her eyes. She hated her plus one title.
The band turned and greeted Jonny, Dana and Jill with smiles, handshakes and warmth. This night was important to them.
Dana had her eyes on the guy from the CD. He was even more attractive in person. He seemed to tower over everyone else in his faded jeans and light button-down shirt. He had it open a few buttons so she could see his firm, tan chest. His brown hair was highlighted with sunlight, his blue eyes sparkled like brilliant jewels. She felt her stomach tremble. This was not the time to be shy. She called on her radio persona for confidence.
“Hi, Dana Drew.” She extended her hand.
He grasped it and she felt his touch everywhere. “Nice to finally meet you, I’m Cody,” he said, taking in the gorgeous woman before him. Dana had an exotic look about her with her black hair, olive skin and green eyes. She intrigued him. “I heard you on the air yesterday on our way into town. You sounded great.”
“Thanks.” She was flattered and glad he heard her. She was in the zone yesterday, and glad that he had a reason to admire her, just like she had one to admire him. “And I listened to your CD. Quite impressive for a debut.”
“That means a lot coming from you.” He smiled broadly. Dana’s knees gave way.
“I can’t wait to hear you live.” Damn she sounded like a teenager!
“I hope you won’t be disappointed.”
“I don’t think you’d disappoint me,” Dana flirted. Good recovery.
“No...never.” He played along.
She tilted her head and smiled. “That’s good to know.” He held her glance.
Eric came over. “Oh, good, Dana I see you met Cody.”
“Oh...Cody? He and I, we go way back,” she said, playfully, winking at Cody.
“Really?” Eric was surprised.
“Oh, yeah,” Cody said, “at least five...
Eric raised his eyebrows
“Minutes...about five minutes. Isn’t that right Dana?”
She looked at her watch. “Oh. I’d say at least six, Cody.”
“You may be right,” he sighed, “You know how it is when you know each other for so long. The little details become so unimportant.”
“Okay,” Eric said, “I see you guys are having fun. Don’t let me interrupt.”
Dana and Cody looked at each other and laughed.
“It’s nice to meet you Dana Drew,” Cody said, wishing he had more time to talk to her.
“You too, Cody.”
“Okay,” Eric yelled and clapped his hands loudly. “It’s show time!”
Cody leaned into Dana. “Can we continue this conversation after the show?”
His warm breath felt soft on her ear sending chills down her spine. “I’d be disappointed if we didn’t,” she said, trying as hard as she could to keep her composure.
“Great.” He touched her shoulder on his way on stage.
Jonny came over to Dana. “You sure don’t waste any time.”
“What? Me? This is professional research.” She was glowing.
“He’s hot,” Jill chimed in.
“Oh, yeah, that too.”
“And younger than you,” Jonny teased.
“No...” Dana said, “He can’t be that much younger than me.”
“Dana.”
“I’m not that old, Jonny...”
“He looks like his training wheels just came off!”
“No,” Dana smiled, “that’s definitely not what he looks like.”
“All right Miss I’m in Love With a Rock Star...let’s go out so we don’t miss the show and you don’t become a groupie.”
They took their places in the VIP section at Luna, prime seats just to the left of the stage.
“Ladies and Gentlemen...The Cody Blue Experience!”
The crowd roared as the band started playing. The guys could see people singing along to their song...it was an unbelievable feeling for them. This was their first time playing in a major city and not only did they have a huge crowd, the crowd knew their songs. Cody marveled at how far they had come - from the small house, to the rental storage space, to the club in Gainesville, to this rock club on South Beach. Eric seemed to think this was only the beginning. If this was the beginning...where could they go from here?
Cody strutted across the stage like he owned it. He was a true performer