It Didn't Bite Him In The Ass, But On The Face! Eddie Michael's Unpleasant Wake Up Call

The last weekend in February was set to be a busy and productivs one for the team of:

We were excited to be collaborating with some colleagues during Eddie Michael's (EM) visit to the Bay Area, with a busy weekend that consisted of photoshoots, recording video blogs, choreography discussions, social networking dates, and most importantly-studio time. We had to put in overtime on some long and overdue items.

Eddie Michael and I had planned a phone meeting on Saturday night to discuss details about our upcoming weekend. When I text him around 7 pm, he mentioned that we was at dinner and was already feeling a little relaxed from a few drinks. I was like, "oh great, there goes our meeting" but he reassured me that he would be good to go. When Eddie says he is good to go, it usually means he is GOOD TO GO!

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  8:30 pm rolled around....no call
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  9:00 pm.....nada
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  10:00 pm.....nope
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  11:00 pm....you can imagine what I started thinking

Midnight rolled around and at this point I was a little frustrated and decided to send him a text message that read something like, "Eddie, I am rather dissapointed that we didn't touch base...." We have an interesting Artist/Manager relationship. We keep many things on a business tip, yet we have a long history of friendship that sometimes works as a double edged sword. At the end of the day, our personalities have a great way of complimenting each other while maintaining lines of communication open and respectful. About 5 minutes later I receive a phone call from a distraught and irrate EM (and my loving text of choice words didn't help) - he had been bit in the face by a dog!

Needless to say, I felt bad about the text I had sent, but I had honestly assumed that EM had sipped one to many drinks and completely forgot about our important meeting. A trip to the emergency room and 10 stitches later, I came to find out that one of his friend's dog had lunged at EM's face while he was in the process of saying goodbye and reached over to pet the damn dog. Below is a picture of the end result (not for the weak of stomach).

Make sure you don't get grossed out easily....

Your aren't eating right now-are you????

 

It really isn't as bad as you might think......

Yet it is still a painful sight.......

I warned you........

Here you go........

OUCH!

As cliche as this might sound, a very powerful outcome came from this unfortunate encounter. It allowed Eddie Michael to look at the bigger picture, while acknowledging habits that are kind of a part of his "L.A." lifestyle. It has served as motivation for him to give up alcohol during lent in what he hopes will be the commencement of a gradual but permanent change. One's worst fears and biggest challenges often transpire when we are reminded by those we love, that we are a spitting reflection of our family's history and dangerous habits.

 Through this new state of mind, we (his friends first, colleagues second) and Eddie Michael are confident that all of the blessings that he has been showered with in talent,will shine even brighter through empowerment. He is ready to take control of a potentially dangerous situation, thus allowing him to not only reach out to the gay community loud and proud, but to music lovers all over!

Here's wishing for a year of lots of music and love! Who's your LOVER? :)