As much as I love him--and that's more than you can ever know, since you cannot even begin to understand the depth of our love--let it be known that Elton John travels with a large rolling road case full of assorted bobblehead dolls he has collected over the years.
When Elton's in town for a show--in this case an elaborate corporate 'birthday event' (he whores himself out at more private events than you would care to know, more than Jeremy Piven even!)--an 'attractive, young male P.A.' is chosen as liason between Elton's traveling crew and the local production team.
One of this sexyman's responsibilities is to arrange Elton's 100+ bobblehead dolls around the television set in his room backstage. This TV must be hooked up to a satellite system that broadcasts Atlanta Braves games, because Elton has for some reason lived in Atlanta for quite some time now, and has become probably the only British baseball fan in the world.
The bobblehead dolls are all to be arranged facing the couch.
Do you think you've been too famous for too long when you begin to need an audience to watch TV?
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Speaking of Bobblehead Dolls...
Labels:
Atlanta,
bobblehead dolls,
Elton John
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
1 comment:
Love this entry.
Post a Comment