I went to a bachelorette party the other night. It was sort of a last minute thing. My husband is in the wedding party and I’ve known the groom for years. The bride and I are friends but we haven’t spent a ton of time together and so I didn’t know anyone at the bachlorette party except for her.
I ended up having a great time. We went to a casino (did you know that if a casino is on a reservation you can only drink at the bar? Not at the machines or tables. That totally messes with your gambling karma when you have to stop and go elsewhere to drink. Also, playing blackjack and drinking coffee just feels wrong.) near Albuquerque for the evening.
Since I didn’t really know anyone the conversation came up of how we all knew the bride. Somebody knew her from high school, the maid of honor has been friends with her since the 4th grade and everybody else knew her from following Tori Amos on tour.
That’s right. You heard me. They follow Tori Amos on tour. Like how Deadheads follow the Grateful Dead. Except 1) It is Tori Amos, 2) They aren’t dirty hippies, 3) A lot of times they fly from city to city instead of hitchhiking or going in a VW bus 4) They have jobs and 5) Sometimes they only go to one or two shows a year.
Okay, that wasn’t fair to Toriphiles or to Deadheads. I know Deadheads that are clean and have jobs. According to these fans some of the Tori Amos followers don’t have jobs and go to every show on tour.
So, besides not even being aware that this kind of thing existed I was pretty amazed that they had made such lasting friendships standing in line to meet Tori Amos.
I like Tori’s music but it would have never occurred to me to follow her from city to city.
Okay so here is what else I learned about Tori Amos at this bachelorette party:
1) She calls them “Ears With Feet”
2) She plays a different set every single night.
3) Tori Amos fans are not to be trifled with.
And you should have seen those ladies faces when I told them that I was a professional blogger. I think we were equally mortified at the other’s hobbies.
But you know what? They were totally cool and we had a great time. And there is something to be said for friends you make in an unusual way that become a big part of your life.
Honestly, did the rest of you know about this and you just weren’t telling me? Or is it more like Rosicrucians?
Okay EWF people. Don’t send me hate mail. I am not judging you, I am just shocked that this exists. I am no cooler than you are. I am completely aware that I write for like 10 blogs and go to blogging conferences. The irony is not lost on me.