Read She-Rox: A Rock & Roll Novel Online
Authors: Kelly McGettigan
Tags: #rock music, #bands, #romance, #friendship
© 2013 Kelly Petersen
This is a work of fiction. The characters, names, places, incidents and dialogue are products of the author’s imagination and are not to be construed as real.
No part of this book may be reproduced in any form whatsoever without prior written permission of the publisher except in the case of brief passages embodied in critical reviews and articles.
ISBN: 978-0-615-898667
LCCN:
2013920948
Published by Petersen Publishing, 2880 Chippewa Way, Provo Utah 84604
Cover artist Eric Racine Petersen
Cover Copyright Kelly Petersen
Typesetting by Heather Justesen
Dedicated in Loving Memory
to
Eric Racine Webber Petersen
1965-2011
Truly A Musicians' Musician
The author would like to thank Rick Walton for his unyielding guidance and grim honesty to this music nerd, who recklessly dares herself to lay word to page. This work would otherwise have never seen the light of day. And, to Dr. Robert and Bernice Petersen, whose love and support in my life has not gone unappreciated or unnoticed—I love you both.
Esther “Eddie” Evangelina Von Drake - Guitar/Keys/Vocals
Tara June Hildebrandt - Eddie’s best friend/Sister to Kai
Kai Hildebrandt - Tara June’s brother/Med student at Stanford
Gretchen Thor - Guitar/Lead Vocals of The Katz/Ginger’s sister
Ginger Thor - Drummer of The Katz/Gretchen’s sister
Raven L’Amour - Bassist for The Katz
Slade McAllister - British Rock God
Vince Perini - Manager of The Katz
Todd Rivers - Music mogul/Producer
Giavanetta Constantini - International Opera Star/Eddie’s aunt
Daphne Holt - Band stylist
Ben Von Drake - Eddie’s brother/Student at Dartmouth
She stares deep into the forbidden
Holding tight to her darkness written . . .
She rocks.
September 2006, Hollywood, CA
“So, what’s yer stage name?” the girl drawled, while standing in line at the open auditions. Her dyed pink hair and short-shorts reeked of desperation, but the real kicker was her Alabama accent.
“Eddie Von Drake.”
“That’s kinda cool. How’d ya come up with that one?”
“I didn’t . . . my parents were kind enough to do it for me.”
Eddie turned her attention to open the latest copy of
Critical
Mass Magazine.
If you’re looking for a band or studio gig, it was a staple: milk, toilet paper, and CMM.
Todd Rivers was on the cover. Music producer, Grammy winner – he’d been nominated three times, but this year his work on Slade McAllister’s
Voodoo Love Slave
had nailed it for him. Slade McAllister was British, undeniably heterosexual, and everybody wanted a piece of him. He loved his music much the way he loved his women: hard, fast and a little out of control.
Eddie flipped back to the classifieds and saw the ad:
ALL FEMALE GROUP LOOKING
FOR GUITAR/BACKING VOCALS
Demo pack nec. Rehrse 3 nites/wk
Mngmt w/ Astral Agency
Under 25 and SERIOUS ONLY
Call Gretchen (213) 555-6679
She had learned quickly how to interpret these. “I need a CD and photo. Headshots are preferred to guarantee you’re not a card-carrying member of the Mutt Society. If you are truly serious, you will be willing to do anything, and I do mean
anything
, to ink a deal with a major label. If you can fulfill all of these requirements, then maybe I might let you waste my evening auditioning.”