This show was originally scheduled at The Real Rock, but was changed to Omni. Omni booker, Dean Delray remembers: "Alice in Chains and Mookie Blaylock were supposed to play The Real Rock, because they outbidded me. And the whole reason that I wanted Mookie Blaylock was that, 'This is the old Mother Love Bone guys, I gotta get them!'. And Alice in Chains... I'd got a cassette from Concrete Convention (Foundations Forum 1990), including "Man in the Box". Thinking, 'This is gonna be great!'. But they (The Real Rock) beat us! However, on the day of the show The Real Rock got shut down, for a liquor license thing. And we got a call from the tour manager, asking if we could just put them on. My co-booker at Omni, Jimmy Arceneaux said, 'Fuck it, let's do it!'. And we called 50 of our friends... and they came to play!". Mookie Blaylock was billed as "Mother Lovebone" on The Real Rock ticket.
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MAIN STORYLINE: No matter what, Rick will always love you.
Author’s Note: Hey, ya’ll! I’m back for now and this short drabble is dedicated to @lacontroller1991. Happy Birthday, Sweetheart! We love you so much. Stay safe and have fun. - V. 💜
It’s nearly freezing outside one morning. You struggle to warm up underneath the covers. You don’t want to wake up Rick, who usually sleeps beside you every time.
And yet, you feel around the bed and find yourself alone, puzzled because Rick never leaves this place without telling you first.
Not long after you sit up against the pillows, sizzling reaches your eardrums.
Breakfast. Your heart settles down because he’s only cooking breakfast. There’s no need to panic.
You carefully move from these covers and pad your feet to leave this bedroom, hiding past one slight corner to see him in the kitchen.
He’s shirtless. Both tattoo ink and faded harsh scars run up or down his muscular arms.
You subconsciously bite your lip, watching his back slightly flex. Rick Flag always concentrates while cooking, rivaling an attention span on the battlefield.
He’s finally able to turn down the stovetop and glance over one shoulder. The view of him takes your breath away.
That blondish hair almost covers his forehead and he smiles towards you, showing off these pretty hazel eyes. It’s so unfair to you.
“Good morning. Happy birthday, Darlin.’” Rick says, winking towards you before plating the meal twice and pouring coffee for himself.
“Thank you, Handsome.” You kiss his lips right before sitting down at the kitchen table, forever grateful to still have him around.
