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Our lips are sealed
“ Our lips are sealed”
Written by Jane Wiedlin and Terry Hall
The Go-Go’s – Beauty and the Beat Album –1981
6
Katalie arrived at Tegel Airport in Berlin at 10.20 am local time. She was greeted by a driver who took her bags and walked her to the car, which had been arranged by her brothers’ assistant. They pulled up twenty five minutes later out the front of the Regent Hotel. She unloaded her stuff, noting the small camp of dedicated fans that had moved onto the sidewalk. They were declaring it a permanent camp site, just in case they got a fleeting glimpse of their favorite rock star.
Luckily for her, they had no clue who she was. It was amazing the hate that you can receive, just for knowing Nate Bowman, let alone being a relation, a personal assistant, or god forbid…a new girlfriend. If he was ever photographed with a woman, the fans on various blog sites would debate the poor girl, and then make the executive decision to either write her off completely, or allow the relationship to continue.
In their eyes, the choice wasn’t his to make, it was theirs. If they didn’t like the choice it was on, and in would go the petition to dump her and pick them, as a clear and obvious successor above the other. It was hard enough for the girls who were used to some degree of media attention, let alone those that had never had to suffer in the wake of it.
After the formalities at the front desk, Kat made her way to her brothers’ room with her key and walked in unannounced. Nate was up, although just. He’d had a rather sleepless night. Time Zone jumping brought you to the eventual space of a totally destroyed body clock. He would be up all night, and then feel tired at 3 pm, right when a sound check was ready. By 6 pm he would be insufferably exhausted and his body clock would send some adrenaline to boost him through a concert.
By the time the concert was over, he would be wide awake, regardless of the sleep deprivation and the entire thing would go full circle again. Sleep to Nate Bowman, was sometimes worth more than his own weight in gold. Today he was lucky, there were no interviews to go to, no radio show that needed him, only a sound check at 4 pm and his final concert in Berlin before they made their way to Italy the following day.
“You look shocking.” Katalies’ first words to her brother wasn’t quite what he was expecting.
“Thanks Kat, you look great.” He replied, showing her he cared.
Katalie giggled a little. “That’s because I sleep.”
“What’s sleep?” He replied as he threw himself down on his lounge, closing his eyes for just a moment.
Katalie went and sat down next to her brother, rubbing his feet gently.
“Oh, don’t stop that’s so good…” He muttered from his in between sleep and awake world.
“You should get a massage, it’s just what you need. What do you have to do today?” She asked with concern, recognizing the degree of exhaustion her brother was suffering.
“Nothing… day’s clear.”
“Good. Let’s just stay here and watch movies. I’ll order room service if you like. Have you eaten?” She was becoming her mother and she knew it.
After all these years of Nate looking after her, it was now her turn to look after him a little.
“You order, I’ll just lie here, and pretend I’m sleeping for a while.” Nate rolled over and got himself comfortable. Kat started pouring over the room service menu, hoping that she could include a couple of wheatgrass shots for him. He certainly needed something.
Everything was peaceful. He was resting and room service was on its way. Somewhere in his mind, lost in between a myriad of stuff, was Carnegie Lane. Somewhere in hers, hiding behind a wall of children, housework and genuine happiness for her future career, was Nate Bowman. It was never supposed to be a complicated thing. Sadly, it was about to become just that.
Nate’s blackberry began to beep, it was
Our lips are sealed
“ Our lips are sealed”
Written by Jane Wiedlin and Terry Hall
The Go-Go’s – Beauty and the Beat Album –1981
6
Katalie arrived at Tegel Airport in Berlin at 10.20 am local time. She was greeted by a driver who took her bags and walked her to the car, which had been arranged by her brothers’ assistant. They pulled up twenty five minutes later out the front of the Regent Hotel. She unloaded her stuff, noting the small camp of dedicated fans that had moved onto the sidewalk. They were declaring it a permanent camp site, just in case they got a fleeting glimpse of their favorite rock star.
Luckily for her, they had no clue who she was. It was amazing the hate that you can receive, just for knowing Nate Bowman, let alone being a relation, a personal assistant, or god forbid…a new girlfriend. If he was ever photographed with a woman, the fans on various blog sites would debate the poor girl, and then make the executive decision to either write her off completely, or allow the relationship to continue.
In their eyes, the choice wasn’t his to make, it was theirs. If they didn’t like the choice it was on, and in would go the petition to dump her and pick them, as a clear and obvious successor above the other. It was hard enough for the girls who were used to some degree of media attention, let alone those that had never had to suffer in the wake of it.
After the formalities at the front desk, Kat made her way to her brothers’ room with her key and walked in unannounced. Nate was up, although just. He’d had a rather sleepless night. Time Zone jumping brought you to the eventual space of a totally destroyed body clock. He would be up all night, and then feel tired at 3 pm, right when a sound check was ready. By 6 pm he would be insufferably exhausted and his body clock would send some adrenaline to boost him through a concert.
By the time the concert was over, he would be wide awake, regardless of the sleep deprivation and the entire thing would go full circle again. Sleep to Nate Bowman, was sometimes worth more than his own weight in gold. Today he was lucky, there were no interviews to go to, no radio show that needed him, only a sound check at 4 pm and his final concert in Berlin before they made their way to Italy the following day.
“You look shocking.” Katalies’ first words to her brother wasn’t quite what he was expecting.
“Thanks Kat, you look great.” He replied, showing her he cared.
Katalie giggled a little. “That’s because I sleep.”
“What’s sleep?” He replied as he threw himself down on his lounge, closing his eyes for just a moment.
Katalie went and sat down next to her brother, rubbing his feet gently.
“Oh, don’t stop that’s so good…” He muttered from his in between sleep and awake world.
“You should get a massage, it’s just what you need. What do you have to do today?” She asked with concern, recognizing the degree of exhaustion her brother was suffering.
“Nothing… day’s clear.”
“Good. Let’s just stay here and watch movies. I’ll order room service if you like. Have you eaten?” She was becoming her mother and she knew it.
After all these years of Nate looking after her, it was now her turn to look after him a little.
“You order, I’ll just lie here, and pretend I’m sleeping for a while.” Nate rolled over and got himself comfortable. Kat started pouring over the room service menu, hoping that she could include a couple of wheatgrass shots for him. He certainly needed something.
Everything was peaceful. He was resting and room service was on its way. Somewhere in his mind, lost in between a myriad of stuff, was Carnegie Lane. Somewhere in hers, hiding behind a wall of children, housework and genuine happiness for her future career, was Nate Bowman. It was never supposed to be a complicated thing. Sadly, it was about to become just that.
Nate’s blackberry began to beep, it was
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