So, Tim and Tina really like rock music. They met at San Francisco’s Rock Bar, the 29th Street legendary lounge that has been in business since 1902 (under many different names). Let me tell you about their dating success story.
That Fateful Night at Rock Bar
“See me ride out of the sunset, on your color TV screen,” Tim sang as he listened to AC/DC on the jukebox while visiting on a very rainy Thursday night.
Tim frequented this local establishment in downtown, where he typically hung out with friends. This night however, due to a heavy and sustained rainstorm in the area, a number of his friends nor acquaintances showed their faces in the bar. Instead, he was forced to get outside of his normal bubble and comfort zone and hob-knob with the other locals, who braved their way out that evening.
Tim had seen Tina once before, but he didn’t have the courage to walk across the room to meet her previously; he thought she was way out of his league. Tina was a beautiful blonde with a fit body and big attitude. Little did he know, Tina fancied herself just the typical girl next door, with little ego and even a smaller knowledge of how beautiful she actually was.
Tim was suddenly startled when Tina asked him if he knew why AC/DC sang that song? Tim was a little puzzled and said, “I don’t know, why did AC/DC sing T.N.T.?” Tina said, “So you don’t have to!”
Sick burn, Tim thought, as the both laughed. Tim then said, “yep, but I like to practice in case they need me, and I get my chance at the big leagues someday.”
Tim then sang the chorus to the song, “It’s T.N.T., its dynamite.” Just then Tina laughed at him again, and pointed out that he was incorrectly singing the lyrics to the song. She said it’s not “It’s T.N.T., its Dynamite, but actually: I’m T.N.T., I’m dynamite.”
Tim was impressed that Tina knew the song, but he was pretty sure that he had been singing that song correctly for as long as he could remember, as he grew up listening to rock and roll. He had played that song himself. Heck, his dad was a musician after all, he should know it.
Tim said, “I don’t think so! You couldn’t be more wrong!” He had totally forgotten at this point just how cute Tina was, and was trying to prove his rock and roll prowess.
She tried to play it a little coyly but she knew that she was right. Tina decided to give him a little rope to see if he knew the rest of the lyrics, to see if he would redeem himself or further sink in the loose. So she said, how does the rest of the song go? So Tim felt it was a challenge, and spit out most of the rest of the lyrics correctly, and when the chorus came around again, he realized that he was very wrong. ‘Cause I’m (T.N.T.) I’m Dynamite, (T.N.T.) And I’ll win the fight…
He sudden had the feeling that he had just lost the fight. At least the first round. “Okay, okay, okay,” Tim said, “I guess that I was wrong this time.” And he laughed at himself as Tina made a little fun of him, repeating his wrong lyrics back to him, and then laughing at him again.
They both laughed a few more minutes before Tim asked her what her name was, and as she said Tina. He then said, “Well Tim and Tina, I guess we are like T ’n T.” And she said, “Its dynamite… to meet you!”
Tim thought wow, how awesome. He said, “okay, (you are) cleaver and pretty! How could I be so lucky?”
Tina said, “thank you,” and blushed a little. She said, “Well, T ‘n T, I’m happy you came out tonight.
He said, “Well, I’m T., so you must be ‘n T.” “And me too.” They both laughed again.
They spent most of the night chatting and getting to know each other. They both discovered their love of rock music. Tim found out that Tina was also in a band and sang most rock songs. She was somewhat of an expert in lyrics. She said that she studied a lot of lyrics and even wrote some of her own songs. Tim had been in a garage band while in college and said he had probably sang that song wrong on stage a few times.
The Future
Tim asked Tina to be his girlfriend before long, and they spent a lot of time at the Rock Bar listening to that same juke box. They tend to entertain each other and enjoy lots of music and laughter.
On that rainy Thursday night, Tim felt as if the stars had aligned and he got to meet his match. Tina had hoped that they would have their own story that she could tell through her own lyrics one day. But since that night, they already had their song, one that later that year they played at their own wedding.
When they aren’t there at Rock Bar or playing their own music, you could find them together around San Francisco at places such as the nearby Mitchell’s Ice Cream, an SF tradition since 1953, where they often go for the Lychee Ice Cream and walking around the city singing familiar songs together.
