The Forgotten Tale
By: Samantha Calaway
You see all these musicians coming out with their own autobiography’s and it makes you wonder ‘Why don’t I write one?’ so here I am, six thirty at night writing my autobiography. From drugs, sex, and the typical rock’n’roll, from being the niece of Steven Tyler, Joan Jett, James Hetfield, Slash, and Nikki Sixx; from being the wife of The Undertaker, a mother of six, and the lead singer of her own band? You must think my life is very hectic. To some degree, it is, but I wouldn’t change any of it for anything in the world.
You could say that I was born into the world of music. Ever since coming out of my mother’s womb and Uncle Steven Tyler got his hands on me, I guess you could say that I was banging on the drums at a very early age. My aunt Joan taught me how to sing, Slash taught me how to play the guitar, Nikki told me the dangers of drugs, (As did everybody else around me), and I spawned from there.
My mother died when I was five and I got kidnapped. I returned seven years later to a waiting family and they never let me out of their sights from then on. For that, I’m grateful. I picked up on my music career and worked my ass off. I was “officially” recording when I was 11. My band mates, AJ (Guitar, Vocals), Tony (Drums), Marco (Bass, vocals) and me, (Lead guitar, lead vocals) we formed the band Lolita. I lived and breathed for my band, and I still do. Our European fans love seeing us every time we play, our shows being sold out every time we play, being on stage is the ultimate adrenaline rush. And I’m a huge adrenaline junkie.
I started using drugs when I was sixteen. I started out with Heroin, gradually moving up the line to Cocaine. At first, it was casual, but it gradually went to using almost all the time. I’d go out on stage high and enjoy the fuck out of it. I drank all the time and smoked pot and my cigarettes. My family tried to help me, but I eventually went off the scale. I had five relapses back then and I finally quit when I was eighteen. It was hard, the cravings, the detox, it was hard. But I got my act together, I got my life back together and I’ve been clean for seven years.
Most of you are wondering how the hell I managed to marry “The Deadman”. It’s actually a funny story. I walked into his house one day, only to find it full of other wrestlers who are still living with us. I guess from there, I just stayed. Mark and I got married December 24th, 2009, and we’ve been together ever since. He’s the love of my life and I won’t ever give him up.
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