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(undated/uncredited photo of Suzanne Miller, previously published on theonline UT finding guide for these papers as early as 1995)

(uncredited Tonight show era photograph, Suzanne Miller and Steve Allen, New York NY 1955 or 1956)

Petite Cinderella Lands Choice Spot With Allen

by Tom O'Malley and Bob Cunnif Akron Beacon Journal October 27th, 1955.

NEW YORK, Oct. 26 - If you're hungry for a Cinderella tale, we offer the case of Miss Susie Miller, a 20-year-old raven-haired miniature. Hardly a whisper high, she has a boyish hair-cut and the kind of round-eyed innocence one associates with waifs and puppies.

Susie, like so many other ladies eating off the fringes of the Manhattan scene, is an actress. Most actors and actresses in New York starve exquisitely, awaiting the big break.

Susie, a Toledo O. charmer, was starving only from being "in between jobs". To keep body and soul as a unit, actors will take odd jobs modeling or working in commercial exhibitions or, if really desperate, selling cologne in a department store.

The sub-five-foot Susie angled a routine "filler" assignment on Steve Allen's "Tonight". She was to demonstrate some venerable gadgets from the Antique Fair, which was then in New York.

Ordinarily, models of the standard classic proportions land these jobs, but Susie happened to 1- be around the fair, addressing envelopes, and 2 - be exactly the right proportions (tres petite) to wear an available period gown for the Allencast.

Allen, accustomed to the usual vacuous blonde mouthing sweet banalities about some commercial product, was struck by Susie's unusual freshness. "Hey, you know something," he broke in, "you're cute. If there are any producers watching - well, what more do I have to say. You can see for yourself."

As it turned out, Steve remembered HE was a producer and hired Susie for "Tonight."

We cornered Susie via Telephone to find out how Cinderella's blood pressure was holding up. "I'm having a terrible time keeping on the ground." she admitted.

We had heard she was about to move into a cold-water flat on the lower West Side. "Have you got your eye on a better place, now that you've hit it?" we asked.

"Oh, I'm not changing." she replied. "I'm staying with friends now, but pretty soon my roommate and I - her name's Janis Halliday and she's an actress, too - will move into the Mulberry st. place. It's really $20 a month and we split the rent."

"But if you're making more money than you've ever earned before, why a cold-water flat?"

"Oh, I'm interested in decorating it. It's such a horrible place - sort of a challenge. Maybe I can buy a little more expensive drapes now - stuff like that.

(This Cinderella prefers pumpkins to carriages.)

"I'm from Toledo and I've wanted to be an actress ever since the first grade. I played an angel and I loved the way everybody fussed around fixing up my costume and all. Never wanted to be anything else."

"Last thing I did before getting on Steve's show was playing the part of a 12 year old boy in 'Climate of Eden' off-Broadway. That's where I got this haircut. I don't know whether I like it or not. My hair before was sort of nothing, if you know what I mean.

Susie probably will be featured in most of the comedy sketches on the Allen opus, as well as becoming an official greeter for guests on the show. "I've already been doing research on the All Star basketball players who are going to be on the program." said Susie. "They are the big ones," she added.

When Susie mentioned parenthetically that she had found a kitten shivering in the doorway and was going to adopt it, we wondered if she had any plans for naming it. How about "Steve Allen?" we offered stupidly.

"That's corny. I respect Steve too much. I think I'll name him Theodore." Allen couldn't have been better complimented.

(uncredited Tonight-era promotional photo, archived when sold online but not obtained)

Today on TV Boston Daily Globe December 21, 1955

TONIGHT: Four aspiring comedy writers whip up a skit for Steve Allen and Susie Miller; comedian Bob McFadden, Modern Jazz Quartet, guests. 11:40 (4)

(photo of Suzanne Miller obtained by the author from eBay, not appearing in the UT archives. Suzanne Miller seen days before first appearing on the Tonight! SHOW, 1955)

Toledoan Makes The Big Time: Persistence Pays Off For Susie

by Rhea Talley Toledo Blade January 28, 1956

NEW YORK, Jan 28 - Susie Miller is so well along on the road to fame and fortune that it shouldn't be long now until she can leave her birth certificate at home when she goes shopping. In the past, saleswomen have often wondered if she were not spending mama's money without permission.

Suzie looks 14. Among the millions who see her several times a week on Steve Allen's television show "Tonight" there may be some who think she is 14. Actually Suzie is 20, and an intelligent, serious-minded girl who wants to play the classics but is hep enough to know she won't get much chance in New York, although she would make a charming Juliet if only she would let her hair grow.

This young lady, who is famous for her picture in Life as well as her TV performances, is the daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Alfred Kenngott, 5106 Fern. She has a younger brother and sister and a baby half brother just one year old.

When Susie was graduated from Libbey High School in June, 1953, she joined the Mad Anthony Players in Toledo as an apprentice. There she met Janis Halliday of Geneva, O., who was playing leads with the Players and with whom she now shares an apartment in Greenwich Village.

A pixy is what Susie is. Television people call it "an off-beat personality." She's like a pert Peter Pan, her brown eyes flashing up beneath a great unruly shock of coal black hair that looks like a neo-Italian-boy haircut.

It was cut that was originally so that Susie might play the part of a boy in an off-Broadway production of "Climate of Eden." The coiffure was so comfortable that she cut it like that again, and that's how it was when Susie made her first appearance with Steve Allen. That's how it remains (she had cut it again, but vows that no one had asked her to keep it that way, shat she just wants a style that's easy to comb).

Given these attributes, and juxtaposition to Steve Allen, who is more than 6 feet tall, you can see why Susie makes television viewers sit up and ask, "Who's that?"

There's a moral in Susie's success story, and a success story it is, because since coming to New York in the fall of 1953 she had hardly made an impression on Broadway. Once she worked as general handygirl in an office to earn her share of the apartment and what was left over went to acting lessons.

In June, 1954 she wrangled her wangled her way as an assistant stage manager to a summer story company in Braddock, Heights Md., and also wangled several parts normally played by children. That fall she toured in a performance of ... yes, that's still being played ... "Uncle Tom's Cabin," with the Virginia City Mont. Players Her original role of Topsy delighted Susie. Then they switched her to Little Eva, whom she hated; Susie has more spice than that.

On her way back East, she stopped at home for a short visit before her second assault on New York stage doors.

Susie had the courage to make a living wherever she could. In October a friend who was promoting the New York Antiques Fair hired Susie to demonstrate antiques. This is the sort of job that New York actresses often take as stop-gaps. The job led Susie to the Steve Allen show. This appearance didn't bring her much money. Susie got her regular fee, which wasn't that big, from the Antiques Fair. Because a scout for the show thought she would make a cute addition, she went on.

Steve asked, pointing to the antiques, "Are these for sale?" and Susie replied "Yes!" A second's pause. "But I'm not."

That is all she remembers of this repartee. But whatever she said, it was good enough for Steve to ask her back the next night. The next morning NBC was on the telephone asking her to sign a contract. She agreed at once. "A whole year!" she says ecstatically.

When the network offered that contract, they weren't quite sure what Susie could do. She proved to be delightful in such dialogue as:

Steve: "What do you think of the romance of Peter and Meg?"

Susie: "Well, I think that they ... WHO?"

Steve: "Princess Margaret and Captain Townsend."

Susie: "Gee, I don't know." Pause. "Who do they record for?"

Susie doesn't say what her income is these days. She doesn't spend much of it and for rent, since she and Janis have moved into a cold-water flat on Mulberry St., which rents for $20 a month.

"Tonight" is Susie's only job. She reports for work early in the evening, stays through the end of the show, late at night, then goes out with other performers for a bite to eat, because she can't go to sleep right after working. Waking around "ten-ish" she finds her days full with publicity interviews and other work connected with "Tonight," with decorating the apartment and with her acting lessons. Susie has been working very hard to lose her midwest accent, and she must have succeeded, because no one has commented about it so far.

Susie, who weights 89 pounds, thinks her diminutive size is an advantage. "People notice you more."

She has grown to like the name Susie, although she was annoyed first when the American Federation of Television and Radio Artists wouldn't let her use her own name, Suzanne.

The other night during rehearsal, while Susie was being photographed and, in all respects, treated like a celebrity, Janis Halliday sat on the sidelines. She had just returned from a season touring with the Virginia City Players. Remembering how she had taken Susie under her wing back in Toledo, when she begged to be brought to New York, Janis must have been feeling like the hen that hatched an ostrich egg.

(clipping from The Los Angeles Examiner, January 14 1956)

Toledo Girl Makes Good On Steve Allen's Show

by Earl Wilson Syndicated to The Toledo Times

NEW YORK - "Know why I want to be famous?" Toledo's Susie Miller said on the way to be interviewed and photographed by Life and Look.

(I hope I'm scooping them with this little story for the Toledo Times.)

"I want to meet some famous people. I want to be in the same room with them, talk with them and have them want to say "Hi" to me."

Susie's sudden establishment on television with Steve Allen is Broadway's newest Cinderella story.

She'd appeared on Steve's "Tonight" program to plug the National Antiques Show.

"I needed a job," she told me, "and a friend helped me get one addressing envelopes. They got the idea I could model some of the antique costumes since I'm very small and most models won't fit in them."

"I don't know anything about antiques."

So beguiling was she, Steve has put her on as a regular. "A sort of Girl Friday on camera." says Susie, a graduate of Libbey High School who's emoted at the Mad Anthony Playhouse.

She's the daughter of Mrs. Alfred Kengott of 1111 Coventry, Toledo, where her step-father is employed by Champion Spark Plug.

"They never saw me on television," says Susie "I was on in the beginning - before Toledo gets the show. But Steve kept mentioning my name so they knew something was happening."

Susie's had to register with the TV union, AFTRA, which wouldn't let her register as Susie or Suzanne, her real name, because another TV girl was named Susan Miller.

Though she's still using the name Susie, she's registered as Susannah.

She's already caught the fancy of the TV public and the after-the-show celebrity-chasing mob shout to her, "Hello, Susie."

Susie didn't do much in dramatics at high school but, she says, "I took lots of speech and won some speech contests." She's taken dramatic instruction from the famous Herbert Berghoff on Broadway.

Recently she had the role of a boy in an off-Broadway production of "Climate of Eden" - and the boyish bob she had to have is just now growing out.

"You like TV better than the theater?" I asked.

"it's one big hectic ball - Oh, I love it" she replied. "At rehearsals there are at least 50 men moving things, shouting, playing jokes. Nothing like the discipline of the theater. It's interesting not to have a script."

"I hope I won't slip and say a cuss word."

Someone interrupted to say that some big magazines wanted to see her.

"They're so casual" she said. "But I'm not complaining. I have to go over to NBC and show them my pictures. They want to see what kind of faces I can make."

"They want me to get some funny songs that would be cute to sing."

"You sing, too?" I asked.

"I shouldn't!" she said.

(detail from The Baltimore Sun, Christmas Day 1955. This promotional photo appears commonly elsewhere in newspaper archives, though not in the U Toledo papers)

(Scan from Little Girl in a Big City from American, January 1956. Detail scanned sourced from the UT finding guide for these papers, 1995)

LITTLE GIRL IN A BIG CITY

by Susie Miller

1/1956

The other night, a woman stopped me in a theater lobby and said, "Susie, my teen-age daughter's brokenhearted because she's only four feet eight. She feels just like a midget and thinks she hasn't got a chance in life. You've been in stage shows, now you're on TV, and you seem to have lots of friends. How did you overcome your handicap?"

I drew myself up to my full 4 feet 11 inches and replied, "Being small is a darn nuisance, as your daughter and I both know, but it doesn't have to be a handicap. You've just got to believe that you're as tall as you feel, and convince people that you're a real grownup even if you still look like the kid next door."

As I slipped out of the darkened theater and walked down Broadway to take a subway home, I got to thinking about my size and whether it had affected my life. As usual on the crowded sidewalks I was being pushed and jostled by full-sized folks coming out of restaurants and movie houses. I thought how nice it would be to be able to jostle them back. But this I know I'll never be able to do. The minute I hit a busy street, I'm fair game for anybody taller than I am, which includes just about everybody except babes in arms.

Men I meet at parties have an impulse to pat me on the head and protect me, instead of asking me out on dates. I'm not only the size of a rather small 12-year-old, but I look like one. It's awful hard to make people believe you're 20 when all they say when they see you is, "What a cute little kid."

Back home in Toledo it never occurred to me that I was any different from other youngsters until I got to the sixth grade. I was, of course, a good deal smaller than my classmates, but at first I didn't mind when they called me Midget and Shorty. I thought these nicknames were kind of cute. But one day I overheard my school chums discussing a party they were getting up. When my name was mentioned, someone said "Gee, I suppose we have to invite Susie, but gosh, she looks like such an infant!"

Well, that did it. Next day I went to the public library and came across a paragraph to the effect that stretching exercises and drinking lots of milk might make a person grow. For the next few weeks I stood in front of my bedroom mirror for hours and stretched every which way. Then I'd hurry to the icebox for as much milk as I could swallow. At the end of six weeks I sadly learned I hadn't sprouted by so much of a 16th of an inch!

A few years later, when I was 15, I was in biology class one day when the subject was genes and chromosomes - the tiny cells that make us what we are. During class discussion, the teacher pointed to me and said, pointedly in front of all the others: "Now, take little Susie, here. I happen to know her parents are small too: so it's not scientifically probable that she's ever grow any more." One the way home from school I stopped and bought the highest-heeled shoes I could find.

During high school I got a great idea. Maybe it would add inches to my height - or at least make me look taller - if I studied dramatics, and learned to stand and walk effectively. But when I appeared for tryouts, I was always a source of giggles and amusement. I felt like the man in the ad: "They laughed when I sat down at the piano." But when I graduated I was more fired up than ever to get on the stage. I'd have been willing to just walk around in a dog's suit if it meant appearing behind the footlights. The University of Toledo had a dramatic school and I was lucky enough to get a job in their summer stock theater that first year after high school.

Of course, everybody thought I was crazy to want to be an actress. They said I'd never get to play anything but children's roles until I was 50 and old enough to be a character actress, where size and shape don't count so much. But, being stage-struck, I'd read a lot of magazine articles about stage and screen stars, and I'd discovered that there were lots of successful actresses not much taller than myself - like Veronica Lake (5' 1") Imogene Coca (5' 2") Mary Pickford and Helen Hayes (both an even 5 feet). Somehow, they all made people believe they are taller than they really are.

Miss Hayes, incidentally, recently said that all through history, tiny women have had better luck with men than many of their full-sized sisters. "I've played three queens," she said, "Mary Stuart, Cleopatra, and Victoria. Cleopatra was very small: she weighed about 100 pounds, but she was very successful with men. So was Queen Victoria, who was not only short but also fat and dumpy. Then look at Mary Stuart. She was six feet tall, but got badly treated by men who were using her to advance their own ends. Finally, she lost her head."

If Helen Hayes could make people believe she was 6 feet tall on stage, I figured perhaps I had a chance, so I stuck to it.

A friend in summer stock, Janis Halliday, had gone on to New York to try a crack at Broadway. She wrote me she thought I might be just right for a certain part in a New York show she knew about. Believe me, I couldn't pack my bags fast enough. I moved into Janis's $20-a-month cold-water flat in Greenwich Village and became literally "the little girl in the big city."

The first time I went to the movies by myself and plunked down my money, the cashier told me haughtily, "I'm sorry, little girl, but you can't go in unless accompanied by an adult." The same sort of thing happened a short time later, when Janis and I and a couple of young actors we knew went to order a beer at a local tavern. Everybody got served but poor little Susie, and I had to leave.

I finally wrote home and had the Toledo Board of Health send me a card attesting to my age. This seems to satisfy most bartenders, even though they still shake their heads in disbelief when they see that my head barely clears the counter.

Of course, one obvious problem when you're small is finding clothes. In school I could always go to the children's department of one of the big stores in Toledo and find something to wear. But when I go to New York and started traipsing around to producers' offices, I wanted to look like, well, at least 16. So I had to buy grownups' clothes. I weigh 89 pounds, my figure measurements are 32-22-33, and I wear a size 5 dress, which is pretty hard to find anywhere. After I get the dress home, I always have to take up the hem a couple of inches. I can still buy most of my accessories, like hats and gloves, in subdeb departments.

But my real problem - an expensive one - is shoes. I wear a size 3 and have found that apparently only the very rich have feet that small. I always have to pay an awful lot for shoes because none of the moderate-priced shoe shops carry my size.

Incidentally, I no longer wear extremely high heals. When you're as short as I am, an extra inch or two one way or the other won't make much difference. So my favorite footwear is a pair of Indian moccasins. They make me look even shorter - but now that I've learned to make the most of what I've got, that doesn't seem so important as it used to.

Actually, up until now, my stage and TV roles have come as a result of my half-pint size, rather than in spite of it. But I'm more determined and more confident than ever that sooner or later I'm going to break through the size barrier.

After reaching New York I didn't get the role my roommate had in mind. But shortly thereafter a producer called to ask if I'd be interested in playing a boy in a play called The Climate of Eden. I've always been afraid I'd be typed as a gamin (I call it my Leslie Caron complex) and doomed forever to play little boys, leprechauns, sprites and elfin characters. But that first boy's role was a break into the theater and I accepted the part gladly.

When the show closed, I was asked to audition for a little girl's part, this time a play called Anniversary Waltz starring Kitty Carlisle and MacDonald Carey. I was stunned when I was turned down - not so much at losing the role, but because I was too short to play the 12-year-old daughter of such tall parents as Kitty and MacDonald!

Well, now I've lived the part of the struggling young actress to the hilt. I've trudged from producer's office to producer's office. Janis and I lived off beans which we cooked on the hot plate in our combination bathroom-kitchen.

I began taking any kind of job I could find. I finally got office work with a meat packer, but after several weeks I began to wonder if I shouldn't start saving up carfare for that long ride back to Toledo.

Then one morning not long ago the phone rang. It was a friend of mine who was doing publicity for the Antiques Fair, an annual institution in New York City. He asked if I would be willing to try some clerical work on a temporary basis. I've learned, when you're trying to break into show business, never turn down a legitimate offer. So I showed up promptly next morning ready to attack the card files with as much enthusiasm as I could muster. I only hoped the cabinets wouldn't be out of my reach.

On hangers in the office I noticed a number of ladies' dresses, from the Revolutionary War period. What struck me most about them was that they all looked like size 5's - my size! I asked someone how come, and was told I would have been a full-sized female a couple of hundred years ago, when women ran much smaller than today. So I asked to try on the dresses, and found they fit perfectly. Then, since I'd had some acting experience, I was told I could model the dresses, if I wanted to, on Steve Allen's NBC-TV show, Tonight since Steve planned to mention the Fair on his program. Did I ever jump at the chance! Now, at least, I could tell them when I got back home that I'd "been on television."

I must have looked pretty funny in those costumes. I wear my unruly hair short and sort of sticking up - and I must have come over like a fresh kid in her grandma's gown. Since Steve is 6-foot-3, I looked even tinier. Well, anyway, everybody began laughing, and Steve, who's very fast with an ad lib, wouldn't let me off the stage. We sort of talked a while and when I found I felt completely at home in front of the cameras. Stand even an aspiring actress on a stage in a ring of bright lights, and anything is likely to happen, from a stage-fright collapse to an unexpected hit performance.

After the show Steve put his arm around me and said "Susie, you were wonderful tonight. You gave us all a lot of kicks. Come around tomorrow, and maybe we can make you part of the show."

Those next few days were, well, just as they say, like a dream. Steve Allen gave me a contract. I suddenly was getting offers from other shows for amounts of money that sounded astronomical. But the happiest thought was that I had my foot - however tiny - in the door. Once you've made a success, however small (excuse the pun!), nice things begin to happen. Like Steve wrote letters to all the casting directors at NBC asking them to keep me in mind.

People still refer to me as "little" Susie. It's never that "intelligent" or "charming" girl, but that "little" girl. I'm still typed as a "cute kid" and am expected to act like one, of stage as well as on.

Personally, I don't know how many peewees like me there are in American. I read somewhere that 5,500,000 women are under 5 feet tall. I hope they don't let their small stature keep them down.

You have to remember the nice things when being little gets you down. Just when you think you'll go crazy if one more male comes along, pats you on the head, and says "What's a pretty little girl, four foot eleven ... gee, that's pretty little!" you recall one of the nice things that happened to you in spite of your size.

I remember, when I first decided to be an actress during those summer-stock days in Toledo, I often felt low when everybody poked fun at me, saying that I'd never be picked for a grown-up part, that even the highest heels wouldn't get me off the ground far enough to make me look like a real woman. One day I began painting scenery and I must have been looking me youngest and littlest. I had on a pair of shorts, a grubby T-shirt, and dirty sneakers. I was bemoaning my height because I couldn't reach up to paint the top of a screen. Then the company's director came over and said, "Susie, in our next play, Dark of the Moon, there's a part for a real slinky, seductive witch. You're the only girl in the company I can see playing it. Interested?"

I looked up at him and then down at my paint-splattered legs and I couldn't think of anything to say, so I just hugged him. It was the nicest thing anybody had ever said to me. When I went back to my painting I found it was a cinch to finish off the screen. I guess I didn't know until that moment how really tall I could be.

THE END

(Suzanne Miller and Herb Sargent, American Magazine, January 1956)

Unknown Toledo newspaper

6/6/56

Sue Miller, the little Toledo miss who began her career with the Mad Anthony Players in the Zoo's indoor theater and became television's Cinderella girl this past season by landing a contract with Steve Allen for his "Tonight" show, has taken a leave of absence from that assignment to do summer stock in Madison, O., during the next few months. Sue, who has been studying histrionics with Stella Adler in New York, is visiting her family here. She expects to return to the Allen program in the fall.

From Jack O'Brian's syndicated International News Service column

August 25, 1956

...What ever happened to Suzie Miller?....

BIOGRAPHY FROM THE MEXICO CITY COLLEGE PRODUCTION OF ISBEN'S "GHOSTS" (self-penned?)

November, 1958

Suzanne Miller (the director) has recently arrived in Mexico after completing her studies at the Stella Adler Studio in New York. She has been acting and directing in various professional theatres in the United States for many years, and brings to this production a variety of theatrical experience. She has appeared in several off-Broadway productions in New York, among which were "The Climate of Eden" and tryouts of new plays. For the American Shakespeare Festival she understudied for the role of Juliet. Miss Miller believes in the importance of an Ibsen theatre where Ibsen's plays could be produced in chronological order as a cycle. This would allow the public to see all the conflicting sides that he saw, and to arrive at a clear idea of his thought.

(above photo of Suzanne Miller in Mexico City does not appear in the UT papers)

'Ghosts' Opens Tomorrow Night in MCC Theater

by Bob Stout

Mexico City Collegian, Vol. 11, No. 4

Friday, December 6, 1957

The MCC drama season opens tomorrow night at 8:00 in the College theater with the Suzanne Miller directed presentation of Ibsen's Ghosts.

A student matinee was held yesterday to work the final "kinks" out of the production for tomorrow's official opening.

The performances are free to MCC students and ten pesos for the public. Free bus service will leave the Diana at 7:30 and return there after the play.

Gene Gerzso, strong in her portrayal of Mrs. Alving, a determined and bitter woman, heads the list of veteran performers that will bring Ghosts to life.

Mrs. Gerzso has previously appeared locally in such roles as Amanda in Noel Coward's Private Lives, Ruth in Coward's Blithe Spirit, and Perpetua in Christopher Fry's Venus Observed.

A graduate with a degree in music from College of Pacific, she has also studied music and drama in New York, at the Cleveland Institute of Music, and the Cleveland Playhouse. With the later group she appeared in The Night of January 16th, The Servant of Two Masters, and Bury the Dead, among other plays. She has also done summer stock work in Carmel, California.

Anthony Zerbe, as interpreter of the role of Oswald Alving, her son, a weak, syphilitic, young artist, formerly appeared on the stage with the Pomona College "Masquers" and the Newport Players, handling such parts as Coney in Home of the Brave, Yank in Hasty Heart and Hank in Desperate Hours. He also studied drama in New York with the Famous Stella Adler.

Angel Gonzáles, as Pastor Manders, a euphemistic, society fearing preacher typifying the obedience of the code of conventional, contemporary social values, is head of the MCC Spanish Department and an expert in English literature, especially the Age of Milton. He has done dramatic work locally, in Spain, and in Scotland.

Jacob Engstrand, opportunist and hypocrite who has taken advantage of the Alving household, will be portrayed by Sam Wixman. Attracted to Mexico by "the opportunities here for cultural and social research," former college professor Wixman has appeared in The Night of January 16th, The Sea Gull, Nathan the Wise, and the reading of the Caine Mutiny Court Martial with groups in Mexico City and has done little theater work in San Francisco, Berkely, and Pasadena, California.

A student of the Lewis Classes of Drama and assistant director of the Lewis Children's Drama Class here, Jenny Dowling enacts the part of Regina Engstrand in tomorrow's performance. Miss Dowling, a veteran actress in the local Dr. Julia Baker workshop, has previously appeared in Faust, Romeo and Juliet, and Monkey's Paw.

The director, Suzanne Miller, a newcomer to Mexico City College dramatic circles, comes here from the New York stage. A former student of Stella Adler in New York, the vivacious Toledo, Ohio, born director appeared in last summer's American Shakespeare Festival and in several plays in off Broadway theaters.

Collegian Throws Merited Bouquets

Mexico City Collegian, Vol. 11, No. 5

Thursday, January 30, 1958

It isn't often that the Collegian throws bouquets.

But we feel the director and cast of last quarter's dramatic production, Ghosts, deserve one.

Suzanne Miller, the pint-sized little dynamo from New York's Shakespeare Festival, did a wonderful job of casting and directing.

It was her first such experience. She asked the college to give her the opportunity to direct Ibsen's masterpiece, and volunteered her services free.

The result was a polished, almost flawless production.

Gene Gerzso, Tony Zerbe, Sam Wixman, Jenny Dowling and Angel Gonzáles sacrificed time from their regular jobs and classes, braved laryngitis and worked overtime to perfect their roles.

Arnold Belkin, almost unassisted (except by the Collegian staff), designed and built the sets.

Tom Sewell spent days and nights behind the scenes doing everything from carrying coffee to playing Tarzan on the curtain ropes.

To all of you, and to everyone else who had a part in making Ghosts a success, we give our thanks. . .

Or, as Suzanne would have said, "We love you all."

R.J.S.

(Suzanne Miller and Joseph Cornell. Photo appeared on the cover to the exhibition COLLAGES BY JOSEPH CORNELL)

COLLAGES BY JOSEPH CORNELL

Exhibition catalog, 1975

COLLAGES BY JOSEPH CORNELL

COLLEGE OF CREATIVE STUDIES GALLERY

UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA AT SANTA BARBARA

Suzanne Miller Joseph Cornell

COLLAGES BY JOSEPH CORNELL

October 24 - November 11, 1975

Opening Hours Friday, October 24, 4 - 6 PM

Gallery Hours: Mon - Sat 10 AM - 4 PM, Sun 1 - 5 PM

CATALOG OF THE EXHIBITION

COLLEGE OF CREATIVE STUDIES

UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA AT SANTA BARBARA

EXHIBITION DATES: OCTOBER 24 - NOVEMBER 11, 1975

THESE COLLAGES BY JOSEPH CORNELL WERE LOANED TO THE COLLEGE OF CREATIVE STUDIES BY SUZANNE MILLER, A RESIDENT OF SANTA BARBARA. SHE FIRST MET JOSEPH CORNELL IN 1955 WHEN SHE WAS 20 YEARS OLD AND PLAYING IN AN OFF-BROADWAY PRODUCTION IN NEW YORK CITY. CORNELL CAME TO SEE THE PERFORMANCE AND STAYED TO MEET THE ACTORS. SUZANNE AND CORNELL BECAME FRIENDS AND REMAINED SO UNTIL HIS DEATH IN 1972. SHE RECEIVED THREE OF THE COLLAGES, BOY IN THE DESERT, THE BUST, AND BUTTERFLY AND ROSE OVER THE YEARS, AND THREE OTHERS WERE LEFT TO HER AFTER HE DIED.

SUZANNE MILLER WROTE THE ANECDOTAL COMMENTS ABOUT EACH OF THE COLLAGES FOR THIS CATALOG AT SANTA BARBARA, CALIFORNIA, IN 1975.

BOY IN THE DESERT - 1955

THIS IS THE MOST ELABORATE COLLAGE IN THE COLLECTION. CORNELL'S COMMENT: "PROBABLY VERY FIRST COLLAGE." THE STORY BEHIND IT REFERS TO THE TIME I MET JOSEPH. I WAS PERFORMING IN AN OFF BROADWAY PLAY, MOSS HART'S CLIMATE OF EDEN. I PLAYED AN ELEVEN YEAR OLD BOY NAMED BERTON. JOSEPH CAME TO SEE THE PERFORMANCE AND STAYED TO MEET THE ACTORS. WE BECAME FRIENDS, ALTHOUGH IT WAS A WHOLE YEAR BEFORE I UNDERSTOOD WHO THIS ODD AND DELIGHTFUL PERSON WAS. THE PATH FROM MY PERFORMANCE AS A LITTLE BOY IN A PLAY TO THE HOGARTH BOY WHICH HE HAS PLACED SO JOYOUSLY IN THE DESERT IS NOT A DIRECT ONE, BUT RATHER ONE OF THOSE LEAPS OF ASSOCIATION EXECUTED BY THIS ARTIST.

FRANZ HALS IMAGE

THIS COLLAGE CONTAINS A PICTURE I SENT TO JOSEPH FROM SPAIN. I CAN’T REMEMBER WHY I SENT HIM THIS PARTICULAR PICTURE SINCE THE ORIGINAL PAINTING IS NOT EVEN IN SPAIN. I KNEW JOSEPH USED THINGS IN ART THAT EVOKED A PERSONAL RESPONSE. I WOULD SAY THAT PERHAPS, SINCE I AM OF DUTCH ORIGIN, THE SAW A RESEMBLANCE.

HÔTEL DE L'ETOILE

THE HOTEL THEME RUNS THROUGH THE CORNELL BOXES AND REAPPEARS IN THIS COLLAGE AS A HAUNTING FACE ONE MIGHT CATCH A GLIMPSE OF IN THE WINDOW OF AN OLD AND COSMIC HOTEL. THE IMAGE CAME FROM AN AFTERNOON I SPENT WITH JOSEPH IN THE SHOPPING AREA OF FLUSHING, NEW YORK. OVER THE YEARS WOOLWORTH WAS AN IMPORTANT SOURCE OF STIMULATION AND CREATIVITY. HE FOUND MANY OBJECTS HE COULD LOVE THERE: STAMPS, PAINTED WOODEN BIRDS, GOLD BRACELETS, WINE GLASSES, MARBLES, ETC. SINCE HE WANTED MY PHOTOGRAPH, THE BEST PLACE TO GET IT WAS THE OLD WOOLWORTH'S PHOTO BOOTH. THE IMAGE YOU SEE IS AN ENLARGEMENT OF A DIME STORE PROCESS TURNED INTO QUITE SOMETHING ELSE.

THE BUST (?) - 1969

NOTATIONS ON THE BACK:

CONTEXT OF NEW LIFE EXPERIENCE

MOPPET CIRCLING ON VELOCOPEDE [sic]

MOZART NO. 2 HORN CONCERTO 1965

PREOCCUPIED WITH “MINOR” COLLAGE

THIS IS NOT, STRICTLY SPEAKING, A COLLAGE SINCE THERE IS ONLY ONE IMAGE. CORNELL COMMENTED THAT THERE WAS NO IMAGE TO BE ADDED THAT WOULDN’T SOMEHOW DISTURB IT. THE IMAGE COMES FROM A MAGAZINE AD FOR CARTIER’S JEWELRY. DIPPED IN BLUE STAIN, IT EMERGES MYSTERIOUSLY IMMOBILE AND YET VIBRANT. IF YOU SENSE A DELICATE EROTICISM IN IT, YOU ARE VERY PROBABLY RIGHT.

PORTRAIT OF A GIRL - 1969

THIS COLLAGE WAS MADE WHILE I WAS IN SPAIN, ALTHOUGH IT HAS NO CONNECTION WITH ANYTHING SPANISH. CORNELL MADE NO OBVIOUS ASSOCIATIONS OR LITERAL SYMBOLISMS. HE ALLOWED HIS SUBCONSCIOUS TO SURFACE AND GUIDE HIS SENSIBILITIES. I REMEMBER WRITING HIM FROM SPAIN ABOUT MY TRAVELER'S EXISTENCE TAKING PLACE IN THE PAST AND THE PRESENT SIMULTANEOUSLY -- THE EXPERIENCE AMERICANS OFTEN HAVE IN OLD COUNTRIES. HERE WE HAVE A PORTRAIT OF A CHILD FROM THE PAST TOUCHING AN OBJECT IN THE FUTURE, WHICH, OF COURSE, IS OUR PRESENT. IN THE ORIGINAL PAINTING, THE OBJECT IS A MUSIC BOX OF THE 1600'S. CORNELL HAS REMOVED THIS OBJECT, REPLACING IT WITH AN IMAGE OF THE 20TH CENTURY, AN IMAGE DIFFICULT TO RECOGNIZE BUT UNMISTAKABLY MODERN. HE HAS REMOVED THE BACKGROUND, PLACING THE FIGURE IN AN INDETERMINATE TIME AND SPACE, CREATING A METAPHOR OF PAST, PRESENT AND FUTURE.

BUTTERFLY AND ROSE - 1970

THIS COLLAGE WAS ONE OF CORNELL'S LAST WORKS. THE NOTATION ON THE BACK IS "FAIRY TALE FOR MAGRITTE" WITH THE NAME MAGRITTE CROSSED OUT AND FOLLOWED BY THE SYMBOL FOR A STAR. I REMEMBER GIVING JOSEPH THE ROSE WHICH HE FASTENED TO THIS COLLAGE. I EXPRESSED CONCERN THAT THE ROSE MIGHT FALL APART EVENTUALLY, CORNELL WAS INDIGNANT AT THIS SUGGESTION, ASSURING ME THAT HIS PIECES DID NOT FALL APART. HERE AGAIN IS THE USE OF OBJECTS FOUND IN UNLIKELY PLACES, A BUTTERFLY STICKER, A PHOTO FROM THE FIVE AND DIME, THE SAME SUNDIAL IMAGE THAT RUNS THROUGHOUT HIS WORK, A CUTOUT FROM A LITTLE PAPERBACK ON THE STARS, A SIMPLE PROTRACTOR -- ENOUGH TO SUGGEST THE UNIVERSE IN A TOTALLY UNPRETENTIOUS WAY. TOWARD THE END OF HIS LIFE JOSEPH COMMENTED ABOUT THE DISAPPEARANCE OF COMMON OBJECTS ABLE TO EVOKE A RESPONSE IN HIM. WOOLWORTH WAS NOW FULL OF THINGS STAMPED IN PLASTIC. THESE NEW THINGS DIDN'T MOVE HIM. THE OBJET TROUVÉ HAD BECOME THE OBJET MORT.

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Steve is a regular guest on “Late Night” and “The Tonight Show.” He headlines at all major comedy clubs and was featured in “Roxanne” with Steve Martin and Woody Allen’s “Radio Days.” Clean comedian who does events of all kinds. Larry Middleman is a professional surrogate hired by George Bluth to act as his eyes and ears so that he can continue influencing the familys dealings. Facebook gives people the power to share and makes the world more open and connected. His talent has earned him a enviable reputation on the Los Angeles corporate comedy circuit. Join Facebook to connect with Steve Middleman and others you may know. Steve Mittleman is a comedian extraordinaire – great for corporate functions, conventions and large groups.

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Net Worth, Partner Steve Rossi, Death, First Wife, Funeral

Who is Marty Allen? Born Morton David Alpern on the 23rd March 1922, in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania USA, he was a comedian who came to prominence after starting a comedy duo with Steve Rossi in the late ’50s. He appeared in a number of variety shows, including “The Tonight Show Starring Johnny Carson”, while also performing in nightclubs, becoming a legend. He passed away in 2018. Do you want to…

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WOMEN COMICS: WHY THEY TRY HARDER

November 21, 1971

Lucille Ball was on the cover and profiled in the November 21, 1971 issue of Parade, the national Sunday Newspaper Magazine supplement. The inside article was titled “Women Comics: Why They Try Harder” by associate editor Linda Gutstein.

The cover photo was taken from “Lucy and the Indian Chief” (HL S2;E3) in 1969.

The day after this article was published, “Here’s Lucy” premiered “Ginger Rogers Comes To Tea” (HL S4;E11) which was filmed in mid-July on an abbreviated schedule due to an impending actors’ strike.

“You’ve got to believe in what you do. There are actors and reactors. My forte has always been reacting. My writers put in longer and longer reactions.” ~ Lucille Ball

“Lucy is an exaggeration of the everyday housewife, and a happy exaggeration.” ~ Lucille Ball

The other female comics profiled in the article include:

Carol Burnett ~ one of Lucille Ball’s favorite funny ladies. Ball and Burnett took turns appearing on each others’ programs. Lucy lovingly referred to Burnett as “Kid”. Ball died on Burnett’s birthday and, as usual, flowers arrived at Burnett’s door that morning with love from Lucy.

“I play characters in my sketches. Men accept that humor.” ~ Carol Burnett

Joan Rivers ~ was a stand-up, and actress who Lucy encountered several times as a talk show host and once as actress on an episode of “Here’s Lucy” titled “Lucy and Joan Rivers Do Jury Duty” (HL S6;E9) in 1973.

“If a woman’s halfway good-looking, she’d rather be a singer.” ~ Joan Rivers

Phyllis Diller ~ was best known for her eccentric stage persona, her self-deprecating humor, her wild hair and clothes, and her exaggerated, cackling laugh. Diller and Lucille Ball never acted together, but did appear on various TV specials and talk shows together. In a 1972 episode of “Here’s Lucy,” female impersonator Jim Bailey ‘did’ Diller to a tee!

“You have to allow for some exaggerated qualities.” ~ Phyllis Diller

Nancy Walker ~ was a pint-sized musical comedy dynamo of stage and screen. Walker and Ball were both in the film Best Foot Forward (1943). On sitcoms, she is best remembered as Rhoda’s mother on “Rhoda” (1974-78).

Jayne Meadows ~ was known for her infectious laugh and her extensive work in stage plays, teleplays, and in books. Her younger sister was Audrey Meadows, of “The Honeymooners” (1955) TV fame. She was married to host and raconteur Steve Allen. In 1970, she appeared on “Here’s Lucy”.

Audrey Meadows ~ sister of Jayne, was best known for playing long-suffering housewife Alice Kramden opposite Jackie Gleason on “The Honeymooners.” In 1986, she played Lucy’s sister on an episode of the short-lived series “Life With Lucy.”

Anne Meara ~ was part of a comedy team with her husband Jerry Stiller. She also appeared on sitcoms, films, and television commercials. Towards the end of her career, she appeared on “Archie Bunker’s Place.” Meara appeared with Ball on a March 1968 episode of Ed Sullivan’s “Talk of the Town”.

“You know, women and comics have a quality of vulnerability.” ~ Anne Meara

Totie Fields ~ was a stand-up comedian often compared to Don Rickles (because of her insult comedy) and Jackie Gleason (due to her size). She played Poopsie Bubkiss on a 1972 episode of “Here’s Lucy.”

“They didn’t know so they called me the female Jackie Gleason.” ~ Totie Fields

Kaye Ballard ~ was a musical comedy performer and sitcom star best known for playing one of “The Mothers-in-Law” in the Desi Arnaz sitcom opposite Eve Arden. She appeared on “Here’s Lucy” in 1971 in “Lucy and Harry’s Italian Bombshell” (S4;E3).

Eve Arden ~ was one of RKO’s ‘drop gag girls’ along with Lucille Ball appearing together in Stage Door (1937) and Having Wonderful Time (1938). She made a guest appearance as herself on “I Love Lucy” in 1955. She is best known for playing the title role in “Our Miss Brooks” and one of “The Mothers-in-Law” in the Desi Arnaz sitcom opposite Kaye Ballard.

Imogene Coca ~ was best remembered for playing opposite Sid Caesar on “Your Show of Shows”, which ran on NBC from February 1950 to June 1954. She only appeared together with Lucille Ball once, on Bob Hope’s “Women I Love: Beautiful But Funny” in 1982.

Nanette Fabray ~ was a beloved stage and screen performer who won two Emmy Awards for her work with Sid Caesar in 1956 (beating Audrey Meadows, Art Carney’s co-star) and in 1957 (beating Lucille Ball herself). Fabray had severe hearing loss and was an advocate for disability rights. She appeard opposite Lucy in “Happy Anniversary and Goodbye” in 1974.

Peggy Cass ~ was an actress best known for her Oscar-nominated performance in Auntie Mame (1949) opposite Rosalind Russell. Her only appearance with Lucille Ball was when she was Jack Paar’s sidekick on “Jack Paar Tonight” in May 1973.

Mary Tyler Moore ~ was best known as the star of “The Dick Van Dyke Show” (filmed at Desilu) and “The Mary Tyler Moore Show.” In March 1979 Lucille Ball guest-starred on her short-lived variety show “The Mary Tyler Moore Hour”.

Valerie Harper ~ was best known for her role as Rhoda Morgenstern on “The Mary Tyler Moore Show” and “Rhoda”. She got her start on the Broadway stage, singing in the chorus of Wildcat (1960) starring Lucille Ball.

Carol Channing ~ originated the title role in the Broadway musical Hello, Dolly! In January 1964 and played the part until August 1965. She won a Tony Award for her portrayal and would re-visit the role many times during her career. Lucille Ball produced an episode of “The Lucy Show” in which Lucy Carmichael goes undercover as Carol Channing.

Jo Anne Worley ~ was best known for her regular appearances on “Rowan and Martin’s Laugh-In,” which was programmed opposite “Here’s Lucy” in the late 1960s and early ‘70s. Unlike some of “Laugh-In” co-stars, she never worked with Lucille Ball.

Ruth Buzzi ~ like Worley, was one of the break-out stars of “Rowan and Martin’s Laugh-In”. She made an appearance on “Here’s Lucy” in 1972. In 1986, Ruth Buzzi guest-starred (with John Ritter) on the second episode of “Life With Lucy.” She was nominated for five Emmy Awards and won a Golden Globe in 1973.

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Press/Video: Jimmy Fallon Takes a WandaVision Trip Through Late-Night History With Elizabeth Olsen

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VULTURE: Everyone is obsessed with WandaVision, including, apparently, Jimmy Fallon. He’s so obsessed that he even imagined himself inside the TV show about a grieving Marvel superhero who imagines herself inside other TV shows. Kids, feel free to use this sentence in English class when your teacher asks you to explain what “meta” means.

In a new sketch called “FallonVision,” debuting right here on Vulture ahead of its broadcast on Fallon’s late-night show tonight, the host hops through time and several iterations of The Tonight Show. Elizabeth Olsen, the star of WandaVision and a guest on The Tonight Show this evening, is present throughout the whole journey in the role of the actress-guest who always behaves decade-appropriately. “Water?” she quips in the 1950s, before taking a sip and adding, “Well, that’s an odd way to pronounce ‘rum punch.’” In the ’70s, she smokes a cigarette (not necessarily of the nicotine variety) on live TV. The one story you shouldn’t miss, selected by New York editors

Just like on the Disney+ series, it eventually becomes clear that Fallon is beaming himself through classic television as a way to escape his grief about what’s happening in real life in 2021. There’s also a twist at the end that suggests another WandaVision character may be the one responsible for all this. [Wink.]

Director Chris Tartaro, who has filmed and edited many prerecorded sketches for Fallon during his tenures on both Late Night and The Tonight Show, jumped on the phone less than an hour after capturing the sketch’s last shot to explain how it all came together. Watch the sketch first, because spoilers are below.

The sets of all the previous incarnations of The Tonight Show, including backgrounds from the ’50s, ’70s, ’90s and ’00s, were built in smaller incarnations that enabled Fallon to film all of his retro segments in one night of production. As for which hosts he was channeling, the 1950s was specifically Steve Allen, but Tartaro says the others were a mix.

“In the ’70s, I think he was sort of a combo of Tom Snyder, Dick Cavett, and Johnny Carson,” Tartaro says, while Fallon’s ’90s talk show channeled pieces of David Letterman, Jay Leno, and Conan O’Brien. (Followed by, of course, an homage to Fallon’s own former hosting gig on NBC’s Late Night in the early 2010s.)

As for the fabulous button on the end of the sketch — the reveal of Kathryn Hahn — that portion was shot yesterday. And yes, she sang “It Was Kathryn Hahn All Along” herself, because of course she did.

“She was very game and spot-on right away, which … I can’t say enough nice things about her,” Tartaro says. He can’t, and neither can the internet.

Press/Video: Jimmy Fallon Takes a WandaVision Trip Through Late-Night History With Elizabeth Olsen was originally published on Elizabeth Olsen Source • Your source for everything Elizabeth Olsen

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i was tagged by a bunch of folks! @writefasttalkevenfaster and a bunch of others!!

nickname: tali, t, [redacted], scootch (thanks, mom)

gender: she’s a lady! she/her

star sign: aquarius sun, aries moon, virgo rising

height: 5′9″

time: 7:30 PM PST

birthday: jan 31st

favorite bands: queen, the bee gees (im SORRY), the beatles

favorite artist: allen stone, emily king, hozier, bowie, sam cooke, megan thee stallion

last song i listened to: sir duke by stevie wonder (we’re jammin tonight)

last movie: the last samurai (though i am watching inglorious basterds tonight)

last show: the west wing

when did i create this blog: like 8 and a half years ago

what do i post: criminal minds, marvel, star wars, we’re eclectic in this house

last thing i googled: alignment chart memes

other blogs: side blogs? i’ve got the iykyk blog and the @ajfinspo blog!

do i get asks?: hell yeah! i am always behind! and i am sorry!

why i chose my url: steve and bucky are in love. need i say more?

lucky numbers: 24, 3, 62

average hours of sleep: 6-8, with a nap

instruments: voice, piano, flute, bass, saxophone (badly and briefly)

what i’m wearing: turtleneck, hooded pullover, jeans, wool socks

dream job: i wanna work for ✨DoJ✨

dream trip: greece and then scotland for the ancestral homeland aesthetic

nationality: american, greek, scottish

favorite song: anything by bruce springsteen or something from a disney/early 2000s movie that makes me wanna dance around the living room

last book i read: the color of law by richard rothstein

top 3 fictional universes to live in: the west wing (its not fictional but it’s reasonable and they’re democrats and at least the republicans can be counted on to not believe in conspiracy theories), lmao ajf, percy jackson

anyone who wants to should do it! this was fun 🥰

#about tali

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shhh-no-ones-home · 4 years

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for the road (2/2) steve clark x reader

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part 1 part 2

sorry this took so long, like i had mentioned in the other post, our internet cable was cut and it took a few days for it to get fixed. on top of that i had a few essay finals to finish and just didnt have time to get back to this. it is here now though and i hope you all like it!

she edited for the most part but if i missed anything, sorry, lol.

again i dont usually add songs from the artists to their own chapters but i think this one works pretty good with the story so youre getting it anyways lol

Song: stagefright by def leppard

tag list: @cynic-spirit @lifeisabitchandsoareyou

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as soon as i turned around from locking the shop there was a taxi outside, parked on the curb with a woman leaning against it. she offered me a smile.

"are you y/n?"

she asked and i nodded.

"the band is waiting for you."

she said opening the door for me. i politely thanked her before sliding in and buckling the seat belt. the car smelled like apples, making me feel much less nervous than before. the ride to the venue was pretty silent though and i watched out the window as we passed by the tall city buildings. as the venue came into view my eyes got wide, i had never actually been to this part of town before. I looked at the venue in awe, it was much larger than the places I usually attended concerts at. the metal gates opened in front of us and she drove in, straight to the back doors. a large man in all black was waiting there with his arms held together in front of him. i was definitely back to being nervous again. he opened the door and peered down at me.

"You here for Steve?"

He asked and I nodded, pulling the ticket out of my pocket and showing it to him.

"yeah uh, he gave me this."

he looked over it before helping me out of the cab.

"Right this way."

He said, hand moving to be placed gently at my back as we walked inside the venue. I was a little unnerved at first, being alone with the man and all but marched along anyways. the halls were brightly lit as we walked, the white concrete shining against the floor tiles. i watched as roadies and crew members walked around us, gaining my attention as the man kept pushing me forward. When he reached a door at the end of the hall I smiled, seeing Steve sat against the couch's arm rest with his guitar in his hand.

"Here we are."

The man said, dropping his hand from my back and standing firmly beside the door. He never looked back at me as I stepped into the room shyly. I waved to the guys before Steve noticed me.

"Y/n!"

He said excitedly, standing and offering me a hug. I gladly took it before he escorted me to sit at the couch.

"Was the ride here alright?"

He asked and I nodded.

"Yeah, for the most part. Thanks again for inviting me. I'm excited to see you guys play!"

I said, wide smile on my face.

"I'm happy to hear that, i really hope you like it. we've been working on something new for the set."

i made an impressed face.

"sounds exciting."

then i heard one of them laugh.

"you say that like shes seen our other sets."

he had darker curly hair.

"so?"

steve said sitting a little closer to me, his arm falling behind my back to rest on the couch.

"im sav."

the man offered his hand and i shook it.

"y/n."

steve cleared his throat.

"right, thats rick savage he plays bass, my partner in crime phill collen, plays guitar, rick allen who is our man behind the kit, and of course you already met and talked to joe elliot our lead singer."

they all offered hellos around the room as steve introduced them.

"its nice to officially meet you all, i appreciate you guys coming into the shop earlier. i put the record in the window after you left and six people stopped in to buy a copy."

i joked, making steve laugh lightly.

"happy to help."

sav said. then a man with a clip board and mic around his neck stepped in looking rushed.

"alright guys its time to mic up, its almost show time."

they all nodded before leaving the room one by one to follow the man.

"hey ive gotta go but ill be back right before the show starts so you can come with us to the side of the stage okay?"

i nodded as he stood.

"okay."

he touched my shoulder lightly before walking off. i sighed to myself for a second before getting up and walking around the room. it was super neat. the painted bricks were covered in signatures from all sorts of rock stars. they were littered about in varying colors of permanent marker, some of them with small messages and dates next to them. part of me wondered how long it would take to fill before they had to paint over it or start on a new set of walls. then i heard a knock at the door, it was steve with a guitar now around his neck.

"hey, you ready for the show?"

he asked with a wide smile.

"lead the way."

i said stepping out of the room and following him back down the hallway.

"so i know this isnt exactly date material but how are you so far?"

i let out a short laugh.

"im doing great, this is all fantastic."

he seemed content with that answer as we stepped up to the side of the stage.

"im glad to hear that. if you arent busy afterward would you maybe wanna go get something to eat? before we have to head out?"

i twisted my body a little in excitement, holding my hands in front of me, smiling like an idiot.

"id love that."

he touched my arm gently.

"great!"

i leaned forward and kissed his cheek lightly, making him blush.

"alright guys, showtime."

the man who had called them out earlier was back, ushering them into a line.

"ill be here when youre done."

i said, earning a nod from him. i watched as they all ran out one by one, the crowd screaming as the backtrack blared through the speakers. they all just lit up as they began playing, joe speaking into the microphone and asking how the crowd was feeling. it made be giggle, not being to contain my excitement anymore.

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when the set was done steve was quick to get offstage and into a new set of clothes. he was all sweaty under the stage lights during the show so i could understand why. he had grabbed my hand and practically ran with me down the hall and out the back door, making me laugh. when we were in the cab i had arrived in he calmly told the woman where to take us, his arm making its way behind me to hold me around my waist. the drive to the late-night restaurant was filled with small conversation and light smiles, he really was an interesting person. when we pulled up he helped me out of the cab and walked with me on his arm inside.

"two?"

the waitress asked, him nodding and following her to a booth across the diner.

"so, what can i get you two to drink?"

she said, setting the menus down. i looked at her and smiled.

"coffee please."

she nodded and looked to steve who look at me a little curiously.

"two coffees i suppose."

he let out a short laugh before she walked away.

"its a little late for coffee dont you think?"

he asked, looking over the menu. i sent him a look.

"says the person who ordered one as well."

he laughed and shook his head.

"i guess we all have our vices huh?"

i smiled at him, looking over the menu.

"hey, ive been meaning to ask you-"

"you two ready or do you need some more time?"

i looked from steve to her.

"cheese fries please."

i said, handing her the menu as she wrote it down.

"same."

he said with a smile, handing her his menu too. she nodded before walking away.

"now, what was it that you wanted to ask?"

he folded his hands together and leaned into the table, giving me his full attention.

"well i was wondering what the rest of tonight would look like."

i laughed light heartedly.

"its not exactly like you guys are staying here. i know you said it was a date, and i really like you but i dont necessarily wanna have too much fun, ya know?"

he nodded slowly, the waitress bring us our food and us thanking her.

"ive kinda been thinking about that too. and i really like you too and would love for this to happen."

he motioned between the two of us.

"but i dont want to make you wait for me."

i laughed a little bit as i ate.

"i dont think id mind too much. waiting that is, ive been single this long its not like it would be much different."

i joked, making him smile at me as he took a drink.

"so, what? we do this? for real? keep in contact until tour is over and then what?"

i shrugged.

"we make it work."

i said matter-of-factly. he studied my face for a second.

"okay, so we're really doing this."

he said with a wide smile. i nodded.

"i guess we are."

then it hit me.

"oh, here!"

i grabbed one of the survey cards out of the napkin holder and began writing.

"heres the numbers you can reach me at. the top is my house and the bottom is the shop. if you need me ill be at either of those places."

he looked over it before folding it and stuffing it into his pocket.

"hopefully you dont get too tired of me before tour is over."

we both laughed.

"i dont think i will, if you wanna call everyday be my guest. id love to hear about the places you visit. makes my small corner of the world a little bit bigger."

he sent me a genuine, heart melting smile.

"then i will absolutely do that for you y/n."

we both finished our drinks and got up, taking the ticket to the register and him paying the waitress. we said our thanks before climbing back into the cab out front. the drive back to the venue was full of cuddles and soft touches, talking back and forth about what he would be doing and where he would be going in the next couple weeks. it all sounded so interesting and i wished i could go with him. when the cab came to a stop at the back door we both got out, his hands making their way to my waist as i leaned into the car.

"ill be looking forward to seeing you next month."

he said softly, pushing my hair out of my face.

"likewise."

i said back, looking over his face. he seemed so soft. his thumb grazed my cheek before he leaned down and kissed me gently. the moment our lips met i knew that was it. the wait would be worth it for sure. when he pulled away we both sighed as he rested his forehead against mine.

"ill for sure be looking forward to another one of those."

he joked, both of us smiling at each other like a couple of teenagers.

"well then, before we both have to go, heres one for the road."

i said before pushing forward quickly, kissing him again. it was deeper than before as he pulled me into him. i wanted to feel that forever. when the back door creaked open we both pulled away, it drawing his attention as the body guard stood there sternly.

"i guess thats my queue."

he grabbed my hands as he backed up, dropping them as he got further away. i watched him walk to the door, waving back to me before he was ushered inside. i covered my mouth for a second before bouncing up and down with excitement. i could wait a month, if that was the hardest part of this then surely i could handle it. and now i had tour adventure stories to look forward to. i smiled like an idiot as i slid back into the cab, telling her where to take me. i couldnt stop smiling the entire car ride. i couldnt wait for the month to be up.

#wattapd #x reader #steve clark #264 #imagines #one shots #def leppard #.

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TV Guide - July 13 - 19, 1963

Vic Damone (born Vito Rocco Farinola; June 12, 1928 – February 11, 2018) Traditional pop and big band singer and actor. He was best known for his performances of songs such as the number one hit "You're Breaking My Heart", and other hits like "On the Street Where You Live" (from My Fair Lady) and "I Have But One Heart"

In April 1949 he made his television debut on The Morey Amsterdam Show performing Cole Porter's "So in Love". In January 1950 he made his first of several guest appearances on Ed Sullivan's Toast of the Town, including a duet, the first of many, with the vocalist and future TV hostess Dinah Shore. Over the next 30 years he became a regular featured guest performer on every major variety series on network television. Among the programs on which he appeared are All Star Revue, Texaco Star Theatre with Milton Berle, The Arthur Murray Party, What's My Line?, The Jackie Gleason Show, The Steve Allen Show, The Perry Como Show, The Bell Telephone Hour, The Dinah Shore Chevy Show, The Garry Moore Show, I've Got a Secret, The Jack Paar Program, The Red Skelton Show, The Andy Williams Show, The Hollywood Palace, The Dean Martin Show, Hullabaloo, Mickie Finn's, The Danny Thomas Hour, The Jonathan Winters Show, The Carol Burnett Show, Della, The Tonight Show Starring Johnny Carson and several Bob Hope television specials.

Damone did limited acting on television in the early 1960s. He played Stan Skylar in the 1960 episode "Piano Man" of CBS's The DuPont Show with June Allyson. He was cast as Jess Wilkerson in the 1961 episode "The Proxy" of the ABC Western series The Rebel, starring Nick Adams. In 1962, he played the crooner Ric Vallone in the episode "Like a Sister" on the CBS sitcom The Dick Van Dyke Show, during which he sang "The Most Beautiful Girl in the World". In the summers of 1962 and 1963, Damone hosted a television variety series on NBC called The Lively Ones, which showcased current jazz, pop, and folk performers, as well as comedians. (Wikipedia)

Quinn O'Hara (January 3, 1941 – May 5, 2017), born Alice Jones. Film and television actress.

O'Hara was crowned Miss Scotland in a beauty contest held in Long Beach in 1960. In April 1963, photographer Gene Lester introduced O'Hara to singer-actor Fabian; they became a couple for a time in the 1960s. In 1969, she was chosen on The Dating Game and went on a chaperoned trip to Nepal.

O'Hara was a regular on The Lively Ones, a musical program that was broadcast on NBC television in the summers of 1962 and 1963. Her many television credits included appearances on Dragnet, The Man From U.N.C.L.E., The Saint, The Real McCoys, The Beverly Hillbillies, My Three Sons, CHiPs, T.J. Hooker, Trapper John M.D., Fantasy Island, Quincy M. E., and Dallas. (Wikipedia)

Gloria Neil (born January 13, 1941) is an American television and film actress. She is best known for her roles on The Man from U.N.C.L.E. and The Beverly Hillbillies.

She was first cast in the role of the effervescent "Melvin" in The Lively Ones, a summer replacement comedy/variety show starring Vic Damone. The Lively Ones aired on NBC from July 26, 1962 to September 12, 1963, before giving up its slot to the comedy Hazel. The show received Emmy nominations as Outstanding Musical Program and for Outstanding Electronic Camerawork both seasons it aired. This was followed by a 1964 episode of The Dick Van Dyke Show in which she was cast as "Laura #2" alongside Mary Tyler Moore's Laura Petrie character and Rob Petrie, played by Dick Van Dyke. (Wikipedia)

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Robin’s Confession (Steve x Reader)

Request: hey!! could you make steve x fem!reader where robin has a crush on steve’s girlfriend(reader) and robin gets drunk and tells steve this ! tyyy

A/N: Thanks for requesting, anon! I LOVE Robin, so this was a blast to write. Hope you like it!

Warnings: Swearing, underage drinking (legal drinking age in the US is 21)

Taking Robin with you to a house party was a truly terrible idea.

You’d told Steve this multiple times. Robin was only a year younger than you and your boyfriend, sure. But in terms of experience with alcohol, she was lightyears behind you. Until recently, Steve had been known as the “Keg King” of Hawkins High, and though you weren’t as interested in drinking, you’d been to your fair share of parties with Steve.

Robin, on the other hand, had never attended a party in her life. (Unless you count the annual Band Bash hosted by the mother of Gregory Allen, the star tuba player.) Sure, Robin had sampled some watered-down wine on special occasions, and she’d even managed to sneak a few sips of her father’s beer once at a particularly chaotic family reunion. Other than that, though, she’d never built up a tolerance to alcohol, unlike most Hawkins teenagers. Since there wasn’t much else for kids to do in the small town, drinking was more of a hobby than anything else; if you walked around without a red Solo cup, it wouldn’t be long before someone shoved one into your hand.

You didn’t want to expose Robin to that sort of environment. In many ways, Robin was more mature than you and Steve would ever be. However, you two had graduated, and she still had a year left of high school. You saw her like the little sister you’d never had-someone you needed to protect.

To Steve, though, Robin was his best friend. He wanted to hang out with her-outside of work, that is. He saw her nearly every day, but with her still in school and Steve working full-time, they rarely had a chance to see each other. Besides, Robin was always asking about you. Steve figured a party would be a great chance for all three of you to catch up.

One night, the two of you were cuddled up on his sofa, watching a movie together. Suddenly, Steve looked at you with his big, sad puppy dog eyes.

Before he even opened his mouth, you knew what this was about. One of your friends, Jennie, had just gotten engaged. She wanted to celebrate in the way any rambunctious, slightly-redneck nineteen-year-old would: by throwing a raging house party while her new fiancee’s parents were out of town.

“Fine,” you had huffed. “But please, please watch her, okay? Make sure she doesn’t drink too much before she even realizes what’s about to hit her.”

“You’re the best, baby,” Steve had said, pressing a kiss to your forehead as he hopped off the couch.

“Where are you going?” you called as he wandered into the kitchen.

“To call Robin,” he answered, “and tell her the good news.”

That’s how, a few days later, you find yourself in Jennie Hayfield’s boyfriend’s basement. You’re sitting between a somewhat-sober Steve and a definitely-inebriated Robin, whose head was laying in your lap. Steve sits a few inches away from you, just far enough so that his thigh doesn't accidentally brush yours. Usually, Steve would be the one you were holding. However, you’re not exactly pleased with your boyfriend right now; somehow, in the ten minutes you’d left him alone with Robin, she’d managed to down three shots of vodka.

So much for Steve being a “damn good babysitter.”

“You guys are my best friends in the whole wide world. I love you both so very much,” Robin is saying, her words slurring together. She gazes at you with glazed-over blue eyes and reaches up to boop your nose. “Especially you, Y/N.” Robin’s voice drops to a stage whisper as she adds, “Don’t tell Steve, but you’re my favorite,” then bursts into a fit of giggles.

“What are we going to do, Steve? Robin’s curfew is in an hour, and if we drop her off at her house like this, her parents will never let us hang out with her again.”

“Don’t worry.” The stage whisper is back. “I can be very discreet. They won’t even know anything’s up.”

“This is your fault, you know,” you say pointedly to Steve. “I knew this was a bad idea, but you insisted you could take care of her.” You finally break the unspoken no-contact rule to jab him in the chest.

“Hey, don’t blame this all on me,” he spit back. “You’re the one who left-”

“Mom, Dad, don’t fight,” Robin interrupts. She reaches up to touch your face again, this time patting your cheek in what she must believe is a soothing manner. “Don’t worry about me, Y/N. I’m a grown-ass woman who can take care of herself.”

“I know, babe, but I don’t think your real parents will see it that way,” you say, gently pushing her back up into a seated position.

You’re too busy being annoyed by your man-child of a boyfriend to notice how her cheeks turn pink as you call her “babe”. She huffs in protest as you slip off the sofa and onto your feet. Robin crosses her arms over her chest like a toddler preparing to throw a tantrum, which doesn’t help her “grown-ass woman” case.

“Where are you going?” Steve asks. Robin lays her head on his shoulder.

“To get her some water,” you say. “That is, of course, if I can trust you to actually keep an eye on her this time.”

“I kept an eye on-”

“Shh.” Robin muffles the rest of Steve’s statement by smashing her hand against his mouth.

“Thanks, Robin,” you say, then point your finger at Steve. “No more alcohol. For her or for you.”

“None for me?” Steve cries indignantly. “What did I do to deserve that?”

The words are barely out of his mouth before he regrets them. He’s never seen such fire in your eyes.

“Yeah, okay, sorry. No more alcohol.”

Robin and Steve both watch you walk up the steps. Even when you’re angry like this, Steve can’t help noticing how gorgeous you are-how those jeans fit every curve of your body just right.

Little does he know that he’s not the only one noticing that.

“Stevie, I have a question,” Robin hums, sitting up straight again.

“Okay…” Steve draws out the word. In the last half hour, Robin’s asked about everything from the plural of the word “octopus” to what he thinks happens when we die. Thus, Steve has no idea what is about to come out of her mouth.

“If Y/N dumps you, can I ask her out?”

Yeah, he certainly wasn’t expecting that.

Steve sits there in stunned silence for a few moments, trying to gather his thoughts. Finally, he musters: “You’re joking, right?”

“Does this look like face of someone who’s joking?” she asks, scrunching her features together. “Besides, it’s just a hyp-o-thet-i-cal, Harrington.”

“I don’t really like this hypothetical, Robin.”

“Okay, fine. Different hypothetical: Let’s just say you...die in a tragic car accident. Would you, like, haunt me if I started dating your girlfriend?” Steve’s jaw drops as he stares at her blankly, so Robin adds, “After a respectful grieving period, of course.” When he still shows no response, Robin waves her pale hand in front of his face. “Hello? Earth to dingus?”

“Do you like my girlfriend, Robin?”

Robin rolls her eyes as if she’s talking to the biggest idiot in the world.

“Well, duh. Everybody likes Y/N. She’s the best.”

“That’s not...not quite what I meant.” Steve runs a hand through that glorious hair of his, trying to think of a way to phrase his question. Finally, he just blurts out: “Do you have a crush on Y/N?”

Robin’s eyes once again travel toward the heavens.

“Double duh,” she says with a laugh. “Your girlfriend’s hot, dude.”

Steve’s attempting to craft a response when he hears thudding footsteps on the stairs. You’ve returned with three water bottles and an ear-to-ear grin. You toss one to Steve; he fumbles, and it tumbles to the floor. He picks it up, twists the cap, and tilts it to his dry lips.

“Crisis averted,” you announce. “Danny let me use the house phone, and I got ahold of Mr. and Mrs. Buckley. I told them Robin and I are having a sleepover tonight. They probably think we’re laying in bed together right now.”

Steve makes a gurgling sound, nearly spitting out his water. You gently whack him upside the head.

“Get your mind out of the gutter, Harrington,” you say. That’s when you notice Robin slumped against the back of the couch. With her fair skin and small features, she resembles a porcelain doll in slumber.

“She’s so beautiful,” you murmur, reaching out to comb your fingers through her cute bobbed hair.

When Steve stays quiet, you nudge his knee with yours.

“I won’t get jealous if you agree with me, you know. I know she’s not interested in you,” you say, shaking your head in amusement.

Steve swallows the lump in his throat.

Maybe not in me, he thinks. But she’s definitely interested in someone.

***

The next morning, Robin wakes up in a bed that definitely isn’t hers with a pounding headache and ringing in her ears. Sunlight filters through the curtains over the window. It lands on a framed piece of art on the wall that looks too expensive to even exist in Hawkins. There’s only a handful of families in the area who could afford something like that, so she automatically knows where she is.

Robin wanders into the hallway. From a distance, she can make out two figures sitting at the kitchen table, their heads bent together. Incomprehensible whispers echo across the kitchen. Robin starts to sneak up on them, planning to grab their shoulders and scream to scare the living shit out of them. But her plan is foiled when a sneeze she simply cannot contain tickles her nostrils.

The two silhouettes pull away from each other so quickly that they nearly bang heads. You and Steve awkwardly smile at Robin, who bares her teeth in a hungover attempt to smile back.

“What happened last night?” Robin asks as she takes a seat across from the two of you, rubbing her head.

“Vodka happened,” Steve says simply, and Robin nods. She raises a hand to her mouth and nearly gags at the repugnant odor of her own breath.

“I didn’t say anything stupid, did I?”

The silence causes Robin to look up. You and Steve are exchanging looks. Under the table, his hand rests on your knee. He squeezes it. You kick him.

“Oh, hell no. You’re the one who let her get drunk. You’re going to be the one to tell her.”

“Come on, baby,” Steve whines. “It’s really between you and her.”

“No, it’s not. She told you, not me. And then you told me. So, really, you’re the one who got me wrapped all up in this.”

“It’s not my fault I’m terrible at keeping secrets!”

“Secret? What secret?” Robin asks.

Then, it hits her. She groans, burying her face in her hands.

“You know, don’t you?” she mumbles into her arms.

“Yeah,” you and Steve answer.

“Oh, my god. I’m so sorry, Y/N. I’m so dumb,” Robin stammers. “I understand if this is weird now, and you don’t want to be my friend anymore-”

Gentle fingers brush Robin’s wrists as you gingerly pry her hands away from her face.

“You’re not dumb, it’s not weird, and there’s no way in hell it’s going to stop me from being your friend,” you say. Steve gives your knee another reassuring squeeze. “And, if you’re interested, I have a single friend I could set you up with. She’s funny, smart-and way hotter than me.”

“There’s no way,” Steve and Robin say in unison.

You laugh and shrug your shoulders.

“I guess you’ll have to wait and see.”

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MUSICIAN MASTERLIST

THE ROLLING STONES

KEITH RICHARDS

1. Tour Love:

Reader is in a band that tours with The Rolling Stones and hits it off with Keith.

2. Playing Nurse:

Keith gets hurt in a party you’re attending, and calls out for you help.

BRIAN JONES

1. How Classy:

Brian and the reader, a groupie, hook up at a party. (smut)

2. Shopping:

Brian is tired after along day of shopping with his girlfriend.

MICK JAGGER

1. Hazey:

Getting high with him.

2. Mick w/ You:

Mick loves you, simple.

3. Grateful;

Mick is just greatful to have you.

THE BEATLES

PAUL McCARTNEY:

1. Mornings

A sweet morning after a night with Paul.

GEORGE HARRISON:

1. I’d Have You Any Time:

Love making, not detailed.

RINGO STARR:

1. First Time:

Ringo takes the readers virginity.

HEADCANNONS

Phone sex with George...

GUNS N´ ROSES

DUFF MCKAGAN

1. Truth or Dare:

It’s the day after a party and Axl, Slash, Duff and the reader decide to play a fun game of Truth or Dare (Smut).

2. I Think I’m Falling For You: 1 - 2 - 3

i. Reader is Slash’s daughter and she and Duff fuck. (Smut)

ii. After confessing, Duff decides to leave his wife to be with reader and Slash finds out.

iii. Duff and reader go and find Slash, they explain what has happened.

3. Take Care Of You Tonight:

You go down on him and Axl walks in. (smut)

4. Movies and Wine:

You get horny and he’s there for you (smut)

AXL ROSE

1. Morning Sex:

Sex in the early morning with Mr. Rose. (Smut)

2. Vulnerable:

Axl is overwhelmed about him being sued by Erin, causing him to lock himself in his room.

3. Best Friends:

Reader and Axl are besties and after a bad date they confess.

4. Insecurities:

Current age Axl shows his insecure girlfriend how pretty she is. (smut)

5. Stuck in quaratine (Present day Ax);

Netflix n chill situation.

IZZY STRADIN

1. Would you mind me calling you my girlfriend?:

The reader and Izzy like each other but won't admit it, so Duff decides to do something about it.

2. Smoke:

Things get interesting when reader and Izzy go out for a smoke.

3. Matters of the heart (x James Hetfield):

Reader cheats on Izzy with James.

SLASH

1. Ten Years Ain’t Nothing:

Slash is dating reader, who is ten years younger than him, consoling her after she gets hate.

2.It Only Took Him a Song:

Reader is a musician who collabs with Slash, ending in both of them confessing.

3. Caught:

Reader gives him a handjob while watching a movie with the rest of the band at Axl’s place.(smut)

4. My Michelle:

Slash and the reader are dating, and he teaches her “My Michelle” on guitar, she then plays on stage with Guns n’ Roses, and gets drunk with Slash after the show.

5. Shower Sex:

Sex in the shower with Mr. Hudson. (Smut)

6. I’m Leaving: 1 - 2

i. Slash confessing he’s cheated.

ii. Reader makes up with Slash. (smut)

7. Late At Night:

Slash comes to your house drunk.

8. Backstage:

Reader gets horny after watching Slash onstage. (Smut.)

9. Confort:

Reader has a panic attack and he conforts her.

10. Jealousy:

Slash is jealous of Axl. (smut)

11. Gala Session:

Slash gets fingery under the table. (smut)

12. Unexpected Night:

Reader meets Slash.

STEVEN ADLER

1. Hidden:

Reader is Slashs’ little sister and secretly dating Stevie, but Steven is feeling conflicted about not telling his bestfriend which causes some troubles in their relationship. Takes place in their teenage years.

SLASH & AXL ROSE

1. Porn Star Moans:

Slash x Reader x Axl threesome. (smut)

HEADCANNONS

1. Dating Steven Adler...

2. Dating current age Axl Rose...

3. Sex with Axl Rose...

4. Dating a member of Guns n Roses...

MOTLEY CRUE

TOMMY LEE:

1. Sleepless Nights:

Reader gets horny at Tommy’s place and Tommy walks in. (Smut)

2. Dazed 1 - 2

i. Angsty Tommy meets you and feels overwhelmed (in a good way) with how you treat him.

ii. Accepting they just cant be together, drunken sex.

NIKKI SIXX:

1. Starry Eyes:

Reader finds out Starry Eyes is about her.

2. Overdose:

Reader gets a call from Vince saying Nikki had died.

MICK MARS

1. Tour Visit:

The Dirt) Reader visits Mick on tour, fluff, pool scene.

2. Worth Waiting for:

Mick gets nervous and babbles his love confession towards the reader.

VINCE NEIL

1. Drunken Confessions:

Reader is Tommy’s little sister and Vince falls in love.

SKID ROW

RACHEL BOLAN:

1. Lap Dance:

Rachel is dared to give the reader a lap dance.

SEBASTIAN BACH:

1.Unexpected Visitor:

Baz and Rachel’s sister are secretly dating and he walks in the worst time.

2. I Promised

Scotti’s roommate and best friend is crushing on Baz, but makes a promise not to his bandmembers.

ROB AFFUSO:

1. Pre Show Meetings:

Reader bumps into Rob right before a show.

IRON MAIDEN

JANICK GERS:

1. In The Office:

Janik eats his girlfriend on her office. (Smut)

DAVE MURRAY:

1. Late Night Walks:

Reader can’t sleep so they go for a night walk.

2. Beach Confessions:

Dave tells the reader how he feels about her.

3. Alone Time:

Their alone time is interrumped by the boys.

BRUCE DICKINSON:

1. Early Years:

Teen Bruce sneaks into teen reader’s room at night.

2. Just A Few More Weeks:

He’s away on tour and calls you.

STEVE HARRIS:

1. All About You:

Steve performes oral on you. (smut)

2. One last time:

They love each other.

THE DOORS

JIM MORRISON:

1. The Roof:

Jim and the reader stay up until sunrise.

RAY MANZAREK:

1. You over me:

He’s stressed and reader helps him out.

NIRVANA

KURT COBAIN:

1. Days Like This:

Kurt and reader have a day off and decide to spend it together.

L.A GUNS

PHIL LEWIS:

1. Philthy Phil: 1 - 2

i. Reader hooks up with Phil after meeting in a party. (smut)

ii. They fall in love, break up, and make up.

DEF LEPPARD

PHIL COLLEN:

1. Rainy Days Are The Best Days:

Phil asks reader to marry him.

RICK ALLEN:

1. A Joint And A Brush:

Rick and Reader get high and paint outside.

BLACK SABBATH

OZZY OSBOURNE:

1. The After Show:

Ozzy meets the reader after a show and they fuck, ending in a relationship. (smut)

2. So Good:

Plotless sex.

LED ZEPPELIN

JIMMY PAGE:

1. Drunken State:

Jimmy gets home drunk and the reader takes care of him.

2. Morning Takeover:

Fluff with their son.

SEX PISTOLS

JOHNNY ROTTEN:

1. Kisses:

Making out with him.

HEADCANNONS

1. Sex with Johnny...

BILLY IDOL

1. Welcome Home:

He comes home from tour. (smut)

MEGADETH

DAVE MUSTAINE:

1. Field Trips:

They get dirty in a field. (smut)

HANOI ROCKS

RAZZLE

1. Don’t you ever leave me:

Based off on the song.

METALLICA

JAMES HETFIELD

1. Matters of the heart (x Izzy Stradlin):

Reader cheats on Izzy with James.

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📺The First Ever Tonight Show (1954) | Steve Allen | Gene Rayburn |

This is the first half hour of season one episode 1 of The Tonight Show from September 27, 1954. The show starred Steve Allen who was the host until 1957. The Tonight Show is the world's longest-running talk show and the longest-running regularly scheduled entertainment program in the United States. Never Miss An Upload, Join the channel:

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hI! can you take a picture of that Sounds article and post it? i kinda want to read it lol

Hey! The archive I’m using at the moment is text only (thanks corona) but I’ve pasted the article below. Hope that’s good and u enjoy and u have a lovely day!

Pete Makowski, ‘Def Leppard: The Leppard Doesn't Sleep Tonight’, Sounds, 6 February 1982

ROUGH NOTES/ROUGH NOTES (Prelude)

THE SOUND of Ross Halfin's bouts of self induced vomiting...Steve Clarke smashing his guitar in a Blackmoresque frenzy...The black dude with a gold tooth who offers out cocaine in a packed McDonalds at eight o'clock in the morning...Sleepless nights, trying to get some shuteye on the tour bus which due to the lack of any form of suspension feels like a plane in the state of permanent turbulence...Waking up fully clothed feeling like an over abused cocktail shaker...Nights spent paralytic in bowling alleys and truck stops willing the hours away – If the rednecks with arms the size of those slabs of meat that adorn butcher shop windows don't kill you, the infra red fried chilli will...This is life on the road!

LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT TEXAS RADIO AND THE BIG BEAT!

The Lone Star State is a place one could easily write volumes about and still nobody would believe half the stories you told them. It's a proverbial utopia and lunatic asylum rolled into one. Plenty of sunshine and healthy-looking women; in fact every form of debauchery is available at your beck and call.

This was the perfect location for Def Leppard to close their tour which had proved to be a long and arduous trek. The merciless blows endured during the six months of gigging are cushioned by the fact that the Leppard entourage are basically a closely knit family-like affair. Tour manager Robert Alan (brother of drummer, Richard) also doubles as sound engineer, and token Irish lunatic lighting man 'Famous' is a typically stocky, cheerful chap who spends half his time dreaming about his homeland where he dreams his days away with fishing rod in one hand and a proverbial pint of the dark velvet brew in the other. The band and crew eat, sleep and defecate together giving the whole thing a warm congenial atmosphere.

As I've mentioned in a previous feature the group and entourage are all so young it makes one want to retch with envy. And they are all far from being as blasé (as one might expect) in fact surprisingly enough they still come over as avid fans, although their attitude to work is surprisingly professional and they put every iota of energy they've got into their stage performances, giving headlining act Blackfoot a good run for their money.

After all these months of hard graft Leppard are beginning to reap their just rewards, meeting with ecstatic audiences at almost every show. In fact their performances are met with nothing less than fanmania from a crowd that is not short of wholesome looking nubiles who squeal in frenzied approval at everyone of Leppard's moves.

While the average Blackfoot fan can be seen lumbering around the auditorium wearing the almost uniform check shirt, hiking up his baggy denim pants, clutching some obscene piece of junk food in one hand and the obligatory doobie aka spliffette in the other, The Leppard-ites in contrast are a new breed of fresh faced kids out looking for a whole new brand of kicks.

Although Texas is supposed to be a stronghold for Blackfoot (who to be fair are a hardworking road band with no shortage of talent and energy and as people are very amiable, good time folk from Jacksonville who really enjoy their crazed life style – these dudes do walk it like they talk it) there's no doubt that this time round the lil' ol' band from Sheffield made a big impression on the locals and will be guaranteed a headlining spot the next time round.

Their best shows on the tour were undoubtedly at the tropical seaside resort town of Corpus Christi and in Houston – which is undoubtedly one of their biggest strongholds in Texas shitkickin' territory.

"Home Of The Encores" is the sign emblazoned outside the Ritz, which in reality from the inside comes over more like a pokey old cinema that should have been condemned many moons ago.

The backstage area resemble a derelict bombsite and the roadcrew were apprehensive about the voltage system, the main concern being whether the place had enough juice to feed the vast backline Leppard had put together for this tour.

At first a feeling of despondency hung thick, like an onimous cloud, in the air and people were beginning to draw straws to decide who was going to lynch the promoter. Feelings didn't improve after they saw the bathroom facilities, that resembled something that harked from the dark ages. But once they took to the stage Joe Elliot and crew demonstrated where their real commitment lay and amidst the sweat arid sawdust blasted their way through a set that had the audience frothing at the gills.

Powered along by Rick Allen's tireless drum work that gelled with Rick Savage's fluid and thunderous basslines, the frontline barrage guitar attack of Pete Willis and Steve Clarke projected the excitement and innovative soloing that was ever present with Lizzy in their Live And Dangerous days.

Elliot becomes a more proficient frontman as the days go by. With one foot on the monitor he beckons the punters on, working them into a state of euphoric frenzy while belting out the lyrics to such epics as 'Let It Roll' and 'Lady Strange' with effortless ease.

He had the people totally on his side during 'High And Dry' and rafters shook as the auditorium burst into a chorus of "Saturday night, high and dry". It was this night that convinced me without a shadow of a doubt that Leppard are going to be a giant force to be reckoned with in the next couple of years.

NEXT DAY

AS THE bus jerked its way into Houston the local radio station seemed to continually plug the evening's show touting Leppard as one of the Eighties' brightest hopes. Meanwhile, back in the sleeping area Joe Elliot sat leaning against his bunk perusing his evergrowing collection of cut out and bootleg records, proudly announcing that he almost owned the entire Matt The Hoople catalogue. The rest of the group attempted to catch up with the strain of non-stop touring by getting as much sleep as they could in between the bumps on the road that shook the road-battered vehicle with the effect of a series of land mines.

Like the rest of Texas, Houston is overwhelming and unlimited in size and possibilities. The general atmosphere seems to be warm and welcoming throughout the State although this place as it turned out seems to be that much crazier.

The first chore of the day was to attend an instore signing, a common on the road practice which involved the group going to a local record store where they meet their fans, converse and sign autographs. The ritual was performed at the gargantuan Texas Record And Tapes Store, which can only be described as a proverbial Santa Claus grotto for vinyl freaks, featuring a dazzling array of parapheranalia and owned by the very amiable and over generous Geoff Hamer, otherwise known as 'General Doo Dah' – who is without a doubt a true gonzo at heart.

As it happened the band drew a record amount of people, in fact there were more fans here than at the previous day's concert (which by the way was sold out) and that evening the group performed like troupers proving they had Houston like the rest of the US, so it seems, in the palm of their sweaty paws.

The rest of the night was spent celebrating with an end of the tour party that included an Awards Ceremony hosted by yours truly The Grand Toastmaster who presented prizes to members of this deranged crew for various offences some too obscene and illegal to mention in this respectable organ. This was followed by a totally incoherent and over the top night of debauchery, courtesy of 'General Doo Dah' which took myself, Rick Savage and Steve Clarke into the land of Never Never, making any episode of Fear And Loathing look like the teddy bears picnic. A champion finale to a fine tour.

THE INTERVIEW/A MORE SERIOUS FINALE

"We don't worry about England anymore, we're just trying to put across the point that everybody's missed out and that is that we've been shit on and people have said things about us that are a lot of bullshit." – Joe Elliot

"I always look forward to playing England 'cause that's where we're from like, but I don't think that it will do us any good at the moment because the kids, the kids meaning people like me, I'm not sure whether they want to listen to us at the moment...which is a bit of a shame because they're missing out on a good thing." – Rick Savage

WHILE LEPPARD continue to 'wow out' crowds in the US, they still seem to be at the butt of abuse as far as certain British media and fans are concerned. While groups like Saxon and Iron Maiden seem to be able to travel the world and lead a grandiose lifestyle and still retain that dubious street credibility factor, anything that Leppard do is regarded as being pompous and the general consensus of opinion from the average anglophile headbanger seems to be that they are egotistical popstars who sold their souls to the American rock and roll machine.

Which couldn't be further from the truth. It's hardly surprising that Leppard feel jaded and bitter with their audiences back home. I personally believe that they are producing some of the finest high quality heavy rock sounds around today.

They write songs, not just riffs with words loosely attached to them, with a sophistication and flair that puts some of their elder statesmen to shame and they knock the average so called NWOBHM ('scuse me while I wash my mouth out) into a cocked hat and it's unfortunate that they have to travel across the water to get an audience that actually appreciates this fact.

When we conducted this interview, the band were beginning to recover from the lunacy of an American tour which began earlier last year with Ozzy Osbourne, and the strain of the roadlife was beginning to make itself apparent. This nomadic way of life can be as strenuous as it is exciting and it may sound crazy when you hear a band yearning for the simple things in life like a good old English breakfast and a copy of the Daily Mirror, but it all makes sense once you get caught up in the insanity they've endured since the release of High'n'Dry which is already winning them Stateside acclaim.

Leppard are undoubtedly on the threshold of breaking America: everywhere they play the audience reaction is frenzied almost to the point of being rabid, but as it became obviously apparent on this drunken night Def Leppard still miss their home and feel slightly more than sore about the lack of respect they get from the press and punters alike, and seem to be constantly trying to find a reason for this unexplainable feeling of malice.

"As far as England is concerned people have got something against Def Leppard for purely non musical reasons," explained Joe Elliot, amidst a background noise of chinking glasses and people yelling for more beverage, "40,000 people bought our first album, but only 20,000 people bought High'n'Dry, you're not telling me the other 20,000 didn't buy it because they didn't like the album. I believe they didn't buy it because they read the article in Sounds saying that Leppard had changed their spots. They followed fads."

"American people don't follow fads", announced guitarist Pete Willis, "They go for what they like while England seems to follow trends. Foreigner and Fleetwood Mac are good, they write good songs while bands like Motorhead are a load of shit...don't say that because I don't want Lemmy to beat me up."

While I don't agree with the last part of this statement, I do feel that the GB is basically puppeteered by fashions which ultimately dictate taste and the majority of which come over as nothing more than a grand parade of lifeless packaging, including the new league of HM groups who I personally feel have a very limited lifespan with their generally dated and usually moronic stance.

Elliott: "There's two things you can do when you're in a band. You can go out and do what you wanna do, that's not trying to be pretentious to anybody and that's just satisfying your artistic temperament or whatever you want to call it for the want of a better saying. Or you can do things like Saxon...I don't believe anybody but Biff Byford would want lyrics like that on an album! I mean you're not telling me that he's writing those words so that everybody from people out of a mental institution to people with 'A' levels can understand them?"

"I could write lyrics like 'Denim And Leather', that's the kind of stuff a drummer could write. I write lyrics that are on a street level and that everybody can understand but they're on a different line. I'm not afraid to hide the influences that I've got."

It's a well known fact that Leppard were the first band of its genre to actually stick its collective neck out, undertake major headlining tours, sign a major record deal and venture across the water. Other bands as they pointed out followed after learning from their mistakes and generally avoiding the pitfalls somebody had to make as a kick off. They're also a rarity when you consider they haven't had any line up changes since they established themselves.

At this moment in time the group are preparing material for an album which will again be produced by 'Mutt' Lange. I wondered if they were at all perturbed by the comparisons drawn between them and AC/DC.

"I don't even think AC/DC are that hot!", exclaimed Rick Savage.

Elliot: "The only comparison is that we've got the same producer and because of that you're likely to get the same sound. We didn't use him because he produced a big album and in turn we thought we'd get a big album, we just think he's the best producer around. Anyhow, no way could AC/DC write a song like 'Bringing On The Heartbreak' or 'Switch 625'."

Savage: "We'd have been a big band in England if Mutt had produced On Through The Night because it wouldn't have got the slagging it did. It was still a better album than people made out for all its supposed commercialism for the USA. We were on the crest of a wave when that album came out and the reviews that album got, particularly in Sounds, were so bad and so anti the attitude bands like Saxon and Motorhead and their fans have got, that we totally lost it.

"If England had accepted us like they should have accepted us, things might be a bit different. I think we're a lot better than bands that are accepted more freely than us."

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