I introduce myself. My name is Eddy. I'm sweet 25 years young fo age. I
have greenish/blueish eyes. I'm very attractive, about 20 feet tall and
I'm the living dream of all mothers in law.
But my presence ain't that easy, you know. I'm not the youngest anymore and I need my beauty-sleep from time to time. My job here is really bonebreaking sometimes. Eventually I've got to giggle round a huge stage each evening, eyeclimpsing and monster playing. But believe me, I'm not a monster really, but a nice peaceful chap. My bosses, and I've got six of them, are quite some boozers, I'm telling ya'. Real rockers - they are. There's Bruce (Dicksinson) also called Brucey, who's the mainman here. Inbetween he's disappeared for a while, but after a while, I guess, he's got so homesick, that he couldn't bear the lonelyness anymore and came back to us, where he actually belongs. Steve (Harris) our first violonist, eh sorry, gitarrist I meant to say, hates to occupie his mouth, so he rather lets his instrument do the talking. Dave (Murrey) and Janneck (Gers) are a bit more lively compared to Steve. Adrian (Smith) has also returned to the mothers nest after a certain time out. And Niko (McBrain) is our Mrs. Chattermouth. When he starts, he's hardly able to stop. But together we are a strong team, like going for - all for one, and one for all to conquer the world. Recently we did a big tour, and you can't imagine, how exhausting this can be. Each day another place. I've lost every feeling for time. But there were some gigs, I'll never forget. For instance, some of the venues were so bad, that I was really worried, that fans in the last row won't catch me, when I turn up on stage. I mean, our fans shall get also something for their eyes and not only for their ears for their money. And money is, what rules the world. Over all, I must earn my living as well, won't I?!! I'm not stupid, playing the monster every evening for nothing.
Okay, I confess, I like doing it on one hand, and my ego feels alright.
one more thing for me to say. Despite all friendship and loyality towards
my family, I want to complain about one thing. While the guys head off
straight after a show, actually before the first fan has left the building,
and they spend some nice hours on the hotelbar with a nice cool beer, I
have to go back in my box, counting sheeps 'til next time. That's