Mind Shaft Fever
My Mind Shaft days a hurricane of life all contained in a year or two. So much happened.
“I guess you’re just what I needed (just what I needed)
I needed someone to feed
I guess you’re just what I needed (just what I needed)
I needed someone to bleed”I guess you’re just what I needed (just what I needed)
I needed someone to feed
I guess you’re just what I needed (just what I needed)
I needed someone to bleed
I don’t mind you comin’ here
And wastin’ all my time, time
‘Cause when you’re standin’ oh so near
I kinda lose my mind, yeah”
Once the entrance to small town of Calabasas was a two-lane road. Before the apartments and The Commons at Calabasas took over. You might even catch a horse or two riding off the road. It had an outback country cowboy feeling to it.
Now when I drive through the heavy traffic I reflect back when I was 18 and how so much happened there after I graduated high school.
Two years in particular were years full, heavy, and sometimes like an eternity of love, dancing growing up and serial killers galore.
As I drive along this two-lane road my eyes often search for the Mind Shaft club. I don’t know exactly where it was now or if it is still there. Was it torn down maybe?
The building that housed this club was unique. The Mind Shaft was located on a second story that housed a great bar, stage, and dance area. Remember those?
A real dance area surrounded by wood beams as though we were dancing in a large square corral.
It was shady, dark, and the music was loud.
It was in a place like this I transformed from a valley girl, into a rock girl which led me down the road into the ‘curse of punk rock.’
My long blond hair transformed into a 1970s shag cut.
My best friend ‘Sue Blue’ and I ‘Holly Who’ were a dance team and met a lot of guys at the Mind Shaft.
One guy in particular was very drunk but very nice. He spent the whole night trying to get me on a date the next day to his best friend’s wedding. He told me he could not go by himself.
I was not very good at back car begging back then.
Finally, I gave in and gave him my number too. He called me the next day and picked me up. About 3 o’clock.
Before this I had no idea what to wear. A nice top and shirt and some high heal pink shoes I had in the back of my closet. It was easy to dress up back then. I had a stylish figure quite nice in fact.
As a rather shy person I think this guy noticed right away I was not socializing as he may have wanted me to do. The outdoor wedding was nice. It was located somewhere in the hills of Calabasas.
Right away I noticed many of the bridesmaids and others were giving me the look.
“Who is she?”
One of this guy’s friends told me nicely during the reception,
“He only brought you here today to make his x girlfriend jealous.”
Who just happened to be one of the bridesmaids.
“Yet I would like to take you out?”
I told him,
“Fuck no. Have you and your friend lose my number!”
I split and hitchhiked home.
I don’t like big gatherings like weddings, bridal showers, baby showers and funerals. Seems so pretentious. I especially don’t like being used to make another girl jealous.
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