"you're gonna do just fine kid."

I moved to Hollywood in 2001. The Hollywood that I knew and heard of were the 80's stories everyone knows. Motley Crue, Guns and Roses and many other Hard rock bands delivered tons of stories about the Sunset Strip. I knew them all. I wanted to go there and be a part of what they had seen. This was my VERY FIRST night in Hollywood. I had just driven 40 hours across the country. Needless to say, I was BEAT! It was a Monday night. I mean what could really be going on on a Monday right? Right. Luckily the crew I rolled with included a man that went by "JD" (R.I.P). A Hollywood promoter at clubs like The Roxy, The Dragonfly and The Viper Room. Monday nights this jokester band called "Metalshop" (now called Steel Panther) played at the Viper. It was a "who's who" type of crowd. The line wrapped around the building and down Sunset Blvd. If you have been to the Viper you know that it is not a big place at all. I suppose you had to know someone to get in the door. I guess I knew somebody. We rolled right in..screw the line..screw the door guy. It was on. I was like "really dude?". We get in and there is a table reserved for the party next to the stage. I really thought to myself "so this is what I walked into..hmm..". I mean don't get me wrong, I was treated well in Baltimore but this was ridiculous. Bottle waiting. Totally acting like pirates and no one cared. Actually, the more crazy and unruly you acted the better. So I get up and go to the bathroom..I had to piss so bad so I wasn't really looking where I was going and I was going FAST! A shorter gentlemen darts out of the bathroom and runs full force into me. I look down and this certain Top Hatted, bushy haired famous guitarist runs smack dab into me spilling my drink all over me. He says, "oh shit bro, I'm sorry hahahha what were you drinkin'?" I said "Jack and coke? I think." Goes to the bar and orders me a Jack and coke. We high five like we've been bros forever. I was like "yea right..that did not just happen". I get back to my seat and told my friend who was here and what happened. He was like "yea, he is here all the time man..look who is sitting next to our booth". I look over and there was the guy who convinced me that playing Bass was COOL and you can be a frontman type figure while playing bass. I do not know the legalities of naming people on blogs so I'm not going to. Its your job to know who I'm talking about. This ROCK GOD (of thunder) is tall and has a long tongue. I was pissing myself. I know that he loved the ladies..but he really loved the ladies. It was him in a booth and like 8 (silicone filled) girls. Finally he gets up to go to the bar and there was no way I was gonna not say something to him. I had to. I just had no idea what I could say to THAT guy. So I worm my way next to him. He orders a water and round of drinks for his pack of vixens. He looks over (and down) at me so I said "Wow man this is crazy!! I just moved here Today!" He bends down really close to my face with that deep creepy warm voice said to me "You're gonna do just fine kid." I could have died right then. I made it!