I'm With the Band: Confessions of a Groupie

by Pamela Des Barres

You could be a rebel, a profound thinker, and a rock and roll maniac and still eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner, have a baby, and drink a nice cup of tea with your friends.

I could dance anytime, anywhere, but I had a hard time making interesting conversation.

I had my own groupies. They had GTO albums for me to sign, and they wanted photos taken with me. The look on their faces mirrored my own; how many times had I gazed at someone like that?