Snippets of Reality within The Prodigal Band Trilogy: Rock Stars, Supermodels and Other Celebrities

In the sixties, seventies and into the eighties–and, in my research, this exploded in the nineties!–virtually every big name rock star either dated or married at least one supermodel, or perhaps an actress (or in the case of a female rock star, an actor or male model) or pop singer. The most famous couple is Mick Jagger and Bianca, who was a supermodel as well as an actress, and this couple is listed “number one” on a web page that lists famous rock star-supermodel couples, here. Also listed are Jagger’s Stones bandmate Keith Richard, and other huge names like David Bowie, Billy Joel, Ringo Starr, Rod Stewart, Axl Rose, John Mellancamp, and Gene Simmons. And then you’ll see many names from the 90s who were front men in 90s-era bands that I am aware of but never followed, as well as some from the 2000s.

But I decided back in the early 90s when beginning my The Prodigal Band Trilogy authoring journey that if my main characters were rock stars, they had to have supermodel girlfriends/wives. It was obligatory! As if you couldn’t have one without the other…for some band members, anyway. And, whether the female characters are supermodels or actresses/actors or pop singers–as with Hollywood movie stars marrying movie stars–for the most part, especially front men or guitar/bass hero types, it was SOP for a rock star to at least date supermodels or actresses or pop singers, let alone marry them. For a list of rock stars marrying/dating actresses/actors, click here. And Elle Magazine has a ‘visual history’ of such relationships.

All of the snippets in this post come from the first trilogy novel, Battle of the Band, the most satirical of the novels in the trilogy. The first snippet, also referenced here, from Chapter Two, has future supermodel (and actress and TV talk-show hostess) Ger, the girlfriend and future wife of singer-front man Erik, going out from a ‘bohemian district’ flat in north-central London to buy a tabloid having heard from a friend that her man’s band’s album called ‘Powerhouse’ has just ‘sold out’ all over the place. It is January, 1989. She buys the tabloid called ‘Tattle Tales’  and finds out Erik is also seeing an heiress. Later, after a gold-album party at the record label, Erik returns to the flat and they have a go with it, so to speak. He also tells her that it would be a very good idea if she did indeed become a model, which she does.

The nineteen-year-old with bedroom blue eyes moved briskly in the rain two blocks until she reached the vendor, bought the tabloid, then walked back to her flat. Once inside, she opened up the paper to the centerfold where this item appeared.

“Not only does sumptuous auburn model Cassie rival Laurie Koolig at the Morreson Agency, but also for rocker Jack Lubin’s affections. While the blonde bombshell—Koolig is fast becoming the super-model of the year—is away, her paramour plays around with the newcomer. But really turning heads lately in various soirees is the peachy playgirl, steel-heiress Lee, and sensational singer Erik Manning, seen arm-in-arm leaving a pub and being ushered into her awaiting limousine.”

By God! The brunette’s head swam. While I’ve been stuck here being sick and concerned I wasn’t good enough to model—though Laurie insists Morreson’s after me—Erik’s used my sickness and his studio work as an excuse to playboy! He’s always said he loves me—and only me. He’s never lied to me before! What an idiot I’ve been to just sit here, sick, with Erik and the world passing me by. Well, no more of that! I’m phoning Morreson to tell him I’ll be there with my portfolio Monday. And when Erik gets home, he’s got some explaining to do!

She then weighed herself. One hundred five pounds at five-feet-eight inches.

Erik came home from the Powerhouse gold record party a little before seven p.m. in John Mocke’s old sports car. He practically bashed the door down, yelling, “Babe, you won’t believe what happened!”

Ger, a poor cook, finished placing take-out fish ‘n chips into the oven. She rushed out to confront him.

“Ger, Powerhouse is gold!”

All thoughts of unfaithfulness vanished. She screamed as she ran to him. “Gold? You mean, your album’s sold half-a-million copies? Let’s celebrate!”

“I have some champagne in the Jag. Or, we can go to that pub I told you about.”

Ger’s bad mood returned. Lashed her finger at him. “That pub, eh? The same pub where you met with Lee, according to Tattle Tales?”

“Yeh, Ger, but, like, don’t get the wrong idea. It’s a promo thing. You know. She’s someone to be seen with.”

“Right! In the back of her limo!”

“Nothing happened. We went back to her place, and—”

“And you made love to her!”

“Yeh! So what, babe? She don’t mean anything—”

“You make love to me. Maybe I don’t mean anything, either!”

Brandishing his arms at her, he shouted, “Shit! Come off it, Ger! You know better than that! These other women—”

“Women? You mean there’s more than one?”

“Shit! Lemme finish! These other women are only part of me image. I couldn’t care less about ‘em. Our promoter said I needed to be seem with beautiful women.”

“He put you up to this? I’m not beautiful enough for your image?”

“You are, but— Don’t say that! And you’ve been sick, remember?” Then his bark subsided as he turned to open a fifth of whiskey. “Are you better yet?”

“I was doing fine until I read Tattle Tales.”

“So that’s it!” Slamming the bottle on the table, he turned on her and changed the subject. “So when you gonna get better so you can model?” He paced before her. “You know, I’m gonna be really busy this year, next year, and after that, who knows? You need something glamorous like modeling to keep you busy.” Then stepped back to view her luscious form. “Take your clothes off.” His rich guttural voice purred in passion.

The second snippet takes place at a bash given by another rock superstar at his estate south of London, in April, 1989. Drummer Tom, who is dating a pop star, Prissy, who is also a clairvoyant, discusses with her and others her future pop star career managed by the son of an MP, Mushroom Paul. From Chapter Three of Battle of the Band:

Tom, once consigned to the background as clairvoyant pop star Prissy Wyatt’s toy boy, had the street sense to develop his own jet-set following which turned enraptured on his every word. Lying against pillows depicting woven dragons, his little entourage surrounded a hookah. They discussed the future of Prissy’s singing career guided by her producer and promoter, Mushroom Paul, son of an MP. With his advice, Tom might as well have been her manager, agent and songwriter.

Prissy inhaled some hashish. “Whatever happens, I swear I won’t make any decisions without consulting Mushroom Paul and Tom. Tom’s sorta my spirit-guide right now. He knows. He knows.”

Peter Slade, a low-level aristocrat and singer with Hot Vinyl, asked, “What kind of music will you do? Raunchy metal? Orchestral? Mystical?”

“None o’ those,” Tom answered in his nasally baritone voice. “All that shit’s on the way out, eh? Prissy’s gonna do what I call honky-tonk. Really, Pris, you have that show-parlor style. You could do a flapper act, eh girl? Tell you what. I’ll even be your drummer, eh? With EpiGram’s permission and all that crap.” The five-foot-six drummer laughed, then took a hookah hose and inhaled.

Paul snickered. “Right. And her songwriter, and her manager, and her limo driver.”

“Yeh, and you could be her bootlicker.”

Also at that same party later in the chapter, guitarist-band leader Jack is conversing with some groupies about his newly purchased estate on the English Channel in the southeast. One of the groupies asks Jack if  top super model Laurie, his main squeeze, will ‘share’ the abode with him. A Tattle Tales tabloid post about Jack being with another model all the while is also brought up in the conversation.

For the listening pleasure of a group of seven fascinated with rock’s newest guitar superhero, Jack described his newly purchased twenty-seven room nest of minimalist chic, a channel-side palace called Farlough Cliffside.

“It’s also got a winding marble staircase with no railing. But what really turned me on to the place was the huge living room. It’s got a circular fireplace bordered by a cream-colored circular lounge, and six hot tubs, some small, some big, and one has eucalyptus growing in natural water. You believe that? I never thought I could find a place like that.”

“Is Laurie going to share the place with you,” a hippie-ish girl asked with envy and the eagerness of a tabloid scribe.

Her friend joined in with, “Yeah, where is she? I haven’t seen her in a while.”

The dirty-haired guitarist swilled his whiskey nervously. “Lau’s on assignment for the Morreson Agency in the Mediterranean area. She went with her photographer.”

The first girl whispered loudly enough for Jack to overhear. “Right. I read in Tattle Tales that she was making it with the photographer. It said something like ‘who will share rocker Jack Lubin’s new place while seductive supermodel Laurie Koolig was making time with her photographer in South France? Perhaps Cassie would do.’ Something like that.”

Feigned annoyance. “A load of crap.” Jack grabbed another whiskey off the passing tray. “Funny thing is, when Laurie left to go, she just left me a note saying where she’d be. Nothing about if she was coming back or if she was coming to stay with me. So, I dunno.”

Laurie does move in with him later, after he and the band come off tour of Europe. But the relationship is rocky for a while until they marry in 1994.

The final snippet is from later in that same chapter and concerns bassist Keith who had just rejoined the band, in August, 1989, right after a London music hall performance by the band Sound Unltd, which he rejoins and takes over at bass. After snorting a fictitious designer drug, skuz, the giver of that drug sets Keith up to ‘conquer’ an actress he is living with called Suzy, and Keith’s wife, Jarris, notices her man entering a closet with the actress.

A couple of minutes later, Keith, as well as the others, was feeling ecstasy, warm happiness, no pains of the past as the ego-inflating powder, and Denny, set him up for his next conquest, actress Suzy Pynkerton. Spradlin’s live-in lover.

The long tall braided-blonde appreciated her man’s efforts by jutting her bare thigh into Mullock’s passion fruit.

Keith appreciated her back. Succulent kisses. No hesitation. He was now a star.

As he drew her into the dark cloakroom off the lounge, she asked, “Aren’t you worried your wife knows you’re in here with me?”

Keith’s arms and mouth caressed Suzy as his temperature rose, and he shut the door. “Luv, I’ve adopted a new mission in life. Good times, babe, and lots o’ good women. What I worry about now is nothing more than a damned good lay.”

Later, in Chapter Five, bassist Keith would begin an affair with a pop-singer on the make, Lisa Brent, which would nearly destroy his marriage. Read about that drama here.

And then you have bi-sexual guitarist-producer Mick ‘partnering’ with fellow rock superstar singer Adam Bloodlove. Later, in The Prodigal Band, he marries a classical violinist, who is female, with whom he had once dated, named Julie. Synthist Bryan also has married a woman, Mo, who does some modeling. Buy the trilogy using the links here to read more about these relationships.

The Prodigal Band Trilogy © 2019 by Deborah Lagarde, Battle of the Band © 1996 by Deborah Lagarde, The Prophesied Band © 1998 by Deborah Lagarde and The Prodigal Band © 2018 by Deborah Lagarde. Permission needed to copy any materials off this page.

Author: deborahlagarde

Born on Long Island, NY, in 1952, now live in the mountains of far west Texas. Began writing fiction stories at about 8 years old with pen and loose leaf paper, and created the characters in my Prodigal Band Trilogy as a teenager. From the 70s to the 90s I created the scenario which I believe was inspired. While bringing up and home schooling my two children I continued to work on the novels and published "Battle of the Band" in 1996 and "The Prophesied Band" in 1998. Took off the next several years to complete home schooling and also working as an office manager for the local POA. In 2016, I retired, then resumed The Prodigal Band, a FREE PDF book that tells the whole story to its glorious end. Hint: I'm a true believer in Christ and I'm on a mission from God, writing to future believers, not preaching to the choir. God gave me a talent and, like the band in my books, I am using that talent for His glory, not mine (and, like me, the band is on its own journey, only fictional.) I also wrote for my college newspaper and headed up production, was a columnist in a local newspaper in the early 2000s, and wrote for and edited "Log of the Trail," the news letter for the Texas Mountain Trail Writers, and wrote for and edited it's yearly catalog of writings, "Chaos West of the Pecos." OmegaBooks is my self-publishing sole proprietorship company founded in 1995. Other jobs included teaching secondary math, health aide, office worker, assembly line work, and free-lance writing and bookkeeping,much of it while home schooling.

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