The only thing that keeps me from growing a mullet is the Torah. My happiest days were when I rocked a mullet. When I was slicing through the ladies in the 1990s, I looked at this Jewish singer at Aish HaTorah who was married with kids but wore a mullet and I thought, “A mullet is not the Orthodox way.” He soon gave it up and went 613. <\/p>\n
Down deep, I think my true self is a mullet-wearing rock star with insanity in his eyes and a total inability to care for himself (hence the need for a lot of female adoration). When I look at these Loverboy videos, that’s who I truly am. How do I get there? <\/p>\n
I gotta do it my way or no way at all.<\/p>\n
I see myself in a career where I get endless female attention. I see myself being pampered because my insights into life are just so keen.<\/p>\n
When I was bed-ridden by Chronic Fatigue Syndrome in my 20s, my mom’s friend Katie Lynch told her (when she said I complained that she didn’t listen to me), “Luke’s a wounded young god. If he was healthy and at UCLA, he’d have 500 people paying attention to him.”<\/p>\n
I could put on just as good a show as Loverboy<\/a> or the Scorpions<\/a>. I hope that 20,000 people show up to my one-man play. <\/p>\n Everyone’s watching to see what you will do<\/a> Who are you really? I know you work in PR or as a lawyer or banker or rabbi, but how do you see yourself when you dream? Surely you’ve had a consistent fantasy about your true self from childhood? I see myself as a rock star with a mullet and endless female attention. I’m Klaus Meine<\/a>. That’s me. Everything else is just an accommodation (to God, to reality, to family, community, etc). <\/p>\n When I pull up to a Jewish singles event in an “attention-grabbing, backfiring, polluting, serial killer van” (Lewis Fein), that’s not my true self. That’s not the Orthodox way.<\/p>\n I won’t be lonely, I won’t be lonely, when it’s over. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" The only thing that keeps me from growing a mullet is the Torah. My happiest days were when I rocked a mullet. When I was slicing through the ladies in the 1990s, I looked at this Jewish singer at Aish … Continue reading
\nEveryone’s looking at you, oh
\nEveryone’s wondering, will you come out tonight
\nEveryone’s trying to get it right, get it right<\/p>\n