I'm feeling a hole in my life. There's something missing, something that's just not right with my universe. What could it be?Oh, wait, I know. I miss Rock of Love.
For those of you living under a rock for the past two years, Rock of Love was VH1's "reality" dating show featuring Poison's Bret Michaels. Twenty women vie for his affections while living in a mansion or on a tour bus, and each week women are eliminated until one remains to be his "Rock of Love."
Bret searched for his Rock of Love not once, not twice, but three times. As far as I know, he's still searching. But while he was searching, there was lots of salacious fun to be had.
You know how when you drive by a car wreck, you want to look away but just can't? That's a perfect description for this show. Surprisingly, Bret turned out to be sweet and kind, while the women trying to win Bret's heart were quite a motley crew. Strippers, models, actresses and a few semi-normal girls dominated the show, and the ensuing sluttiness, cat fights, name calling, backstabbing and general bitchiness turned the program into must see TV for me. For millions of others too, judging by the ratings for all three seasons.
There's no doubt the show gave a boost to Bret's career. It showcased his solo music, including the theme song which he wrote especially for it. It brought bigger crowds out to his live performances and really turned him into a household name. He even made it into People magazine's "Sexiest" issue. But, I guess Bret is done. Since the third time was obviously not the charm, I guess he decided to hang up the ol' bandana. And I have to give VH1 credit. They're trying to fill the dating show void by introducing a new show with actor Antonio Sabato Jr., but it lacks the sleaziness of Rock of Love.
Come on, Bret, just one more time.
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