This Obsession I have (long) in meh...

Okay so, there’s this guy.

I don’t really like him like that. He’s not a bad looking dude but I don’t know him to be all, “OMG I wanna be with you!” Nothing like that. He is kind of mysterious and maybe that’s it.

Maybe I’ve talked on him before. I can’t remember.

So when I first saw him, I was with my friend/road dawg. She went to high school with him which means he went to high school with a few other people I know. We were at a club called The Beale (yes as in Beale Street, but it’s on Broadway) taking in the sounds of Mr. Eric “Guitar” Davis, rest his soul. I think we were leaving and she bumped into him and spoke, but she didn’t introduce me to him. I was giving her shit about it and asked her why she didn’t introduce me. She never really gave me an answer until a few weeks ago. She said she was basically start struck because he was one of those guys that she didn’t think even knew she existed.

One other time he invited her to see him play at a jazz/wine bar called The Dark Room (it’s anything but dark, located in our “theater” district, great place=expensive). From that point on, I put it back in my pants and started teasing her about him and egging her to be in contact with him more, but it never took.

Flash forward a few years and he invites her (and a bunch of others) to The Beale which I decided to tag along. He was playing with Matt Stansberry & The Romance (phenomenal group-look them up!) in their “horn” section. We went and the show was great. They did some original work and jammed and did some covers. It was an awesome show. Afterward, he stopped by the table and spoke. We sat with his sister and as we stood there and my friend started talking to the sister, I held out my hand and introduced myself and made reference to the previous meeting and how she was rude and we laughed about that. Then we left.

A few weeks after this, we went to see him play at The Dark Room. I was feeling cute and wanted to go out and I was also in predator mode. I’m a dude at heart in a girl’s body, but I like penis. Does that make me a homosexualized transgender person? Jokes folks, jokes. Calm down. Anyway, the show there was great. It’s his group and they perform from like 9-11 as part of a jazz crawl in the area. So show was over he spoke to his sister and dad, walked around and talked to everyone then walked his family to their car. Me and my friend leave and as we turn the corner, I see he and the family are talking. So he saw us coming, said hi to friend, hugged her and reached out for my hand and said, “You’re (insert name here), right?” Yes that’s me. And I grin this stupid grin and we say goodnights and be carefuls and such. And I whispered to her, “I’m going into full groupie mode. OMG HE REMEMBERED MY NAME!!” It was a sad and pathetic and hilarious moment.

Then Prince died. I was so, so sad. He was performing that night on the campus of Washington University in St. Louis. I actually wanted to go to that show and was gonna go with my guitarist friend who ALSO knows him (it’s a music scene thing - I like aligning myself and being around musicians) who said that he didn’t think he’d make it but could possibly go to a later tribute that night at a restaurant/bar grill close to his house. I was already going to that, but I wanted to see…(oh Obsession plays the trumpet)…Obsession but I was distraught about Prince being dead. I’m still sad about it. So I didn’t go to that show. Guitar Hero offered to buy drinks. That helps greatly. So road dawg, guitar hero and myself are listening to the dj spin Prince delectable and we are talking about everything and then the subject of Obsession came up. I told the group that I don’t really like him, but I’m obsessed and I don’t know why. No sooner than the conversation stopped about him and we talk about something else do I see him enter the room. I look up and my gaze focused and it was like “Oh. SHIT.” But I kept my cool because that’s what I do. And I waved to him. And he came over to the table and saw who I was with and he got a beer and eventually sat next to me. I was kind of uncomfortable, because I’m fat. LOL But not so big that no one can sit next to me. I’m fat for me for how I use to be. At any rate… He sat next to me and we all had a great conversation. I asked about the gig and if they had a good turn out. I had a chance to sit alone with him and I was so nervous because I don’t know him or enough about him to get quizzical and in his business. Then it was time to go. DJ played Purple Rain, I cried like a little girl. Well, I let tears slide because it was moving to me. I love that MAN and his MUSIC. Then I went to pee and as we here leaving, he held out his hand and I got pulled in for the nice to see you friendly side hug. I got weak. “I’ve been bumped up to side hug status!!” Found out later my stupid friend put on my wall “Keep it together!!” I was like fuuuck you…LMAO

Flash forward to this past Sunday. Back at The Beale this group, The Soul Reunion, did a 30 minute mash up of Prince songs. I was mad because this dude didn’t know the words to Raspberry Beret, but overall it was a decent show. I was there for a bona fide tribute and got a good 30 minutes of funk. I was kind of disappointed but again, it was decent. As the night and music went on and played on, I was at the bar getting a drink and when I turn around, Obsession was just walking in. I was trying to play it cool like I wasn’t gonna be all groupie like, then found myself looking at him and in his general direction for the night. He was sitting with and talking to a guy I had met in another lifetime and I went and talked to him a sec, but that was before he walked in. I eventually got up to use the bathroom and on the way there, as he was looking at his phone, I tapped his leg and said hi and he spoke back and I got another side hug in. After that, nothing. I spent the rest of the time watching the musicians and him and then we left. He eventually disappeared into the outside part.

I keep threatening to accidentally bump into him on purpose, but with the way my life has been lately, it’s not been easy to just be for me. I find I’m for everyone else again. We shall see though. I almost went to see him at the Dark Room last night since he’s there every Wednesday but I got caught up watching my shows and then it was time for bed.

It know this was rambling about nothing, but it’s okay.

Kindest regards,
Sister