Backstage
Let’s face it: very few of you, our esteemed readers, will ever have a chance of even remotely approaching a backstage area. We, on the other hand, simply stroll in whenever the whim strikes us. We realize there’s a gross inequity afoot here and—truth be told—we at ROCK-SHOTS actually feel bad that we can’t trade places with you.
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Backstage
WHERE THE STARS TANK UP & LET THEIR IMAGES DOWN
Let’s face it: very few of you, our esteemed readers, will ever have a chance of even remotely approaching a backstage area. We, on the other hand, simply stroll in whenever the whim strikes us. We realize there’s a gross inequity afoot here and—truth be told—we at ROCK-SHOTS actually feel bad that we can’t trade places with you. We feel awful about this! Listen, WE’LL DO ANYTHING IF YOU’LL LET US TRADE JOBS WITH Y[Editor’s note: the person who was writing this—he was certainly kidding, by the way—was suddenly called away by an urgent, uh, phone call. That’s it, a phone call. So why don't you just go ahead and enjoy these fine, fine vignettes from the backstages of the world.]
