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Me
Me

Disclaimer: I am not associated with Island records or the Hanson family. I just use Hanson for my stories.

          My room is simple. There are not that much decorations. Just a bed, desk, computer, phone, T.V., radio, dresser, closet, books, keyboards, VIP passes, music awards. You know, the usual things people have. I guess I have always been that way. Simple, that is. I never really loved anything that was too fancy or anything like that. While my brothers were out partying, I was usually at home writing music or watching T.V.

          I never really noticed how simple my room was until I actually had my own room. You see, I shared a room with these two animals that are unfortunately my brothers for ten years. We finally moved out and got a bigger home. It was nice to have a room of my own, yet, unusual at the same time. It was strange to not hear Isaac’s snoring above me and Zac’s sleep-talking below me at night. Now, I heard Ike’s snoring and Zac’s sleep-talking through the paper-thin walls.

          To me, your room shows what kind of person you are. If your room is colorful and bright, then you probably have an outgoing personality. My room is not colorful or bright. It is simple. I guess simple is synonymous with Taylor Hanson. The walls in my room were bare, devoid of any posters or pictures. My desk had my computer, lamp, printer, some memorabilia from my travels, and a picture on my family on it. My bed had a plain red comforter on it and two pillows. There was this CD rack, which had about a 100 CDs, about twenty or so of them are singles and albums by yours truly. I had a bookshelf with about forty books on it, 70% of which I haven’t read. I will read them. Someday. Maybe. My closet had my clothes in it, of course. You’d never guess that I was a simple person by the way I dress. I mean, people call me the “fashion plate” of Hanson. I have lots of designer stuff, some vintage, and some from Sears. I have at least seven leather pants. I’m not really sure how much I have, I kinda lost count.

          Hey, I think leather is pretty cool.

          The only exciting thing about my room is my book shelf. I don’t use this one for my books, though. It held all the awards Hanson has won. It had Albertane Tour memorabilia, some things from different countries that I have been to, and some gifts by my fans. I had so much of all these things that I actually had to put some stuff on my desk and dresser. I’m a pack rat, I don’t like to throw anything away.

          I guess I am the shy and simple one in the trio of Hanson brothers. I had always been labeled as the “shy one” by the media, and I guess it’s true. Isaac and Zac always had dynamic personalities. I really admired them for that. They are really social people. People persons. They were the life of the party. I never really liked parties, personally. So that means I was never the life of one. At parties, while Zac and Ike were mingling, I was usually at a corner of the room, drinking some spiked fruit punch.

          Ever since Hanson “hit it big” as people say, I had become the center of attention. I’m not really sure why, though. My brothers didn’t mind it, but I did. I guess I always take things a little seriously, but that’s the way I am. Whether I liked it or not. I mean, we were a band. There were three of us. No one should have gotten more attention than the others. They told me to lighten up about it, but I couldn’t. They told me that there was always one that stood out in a band. Like Gwen Stefani of No Doubt, Lionel Richie of The Commodores, and Michael Jackson of the Jackson 5.

          Why couldn’t I have been Tito?

          I enjoy being in the spot light, I have to admit. Who doesn’t? I even revel in having everyone’s attention. It just having people pay attention to me more than my brothers made me uncomfortable. My brothers and I did everything together. Well, except taking a shower and using the bathroom. That would be gross. My point is, we were always together. It was always all or nothing with us.

          There was and still is talk of a solo career for me. The only one that isn’t doing the talking is me. I confess, I have thought about it, but I know I could never act on it. I could never be in this alone. I’m way too dependent on my brothers. We were together for so long, and we’ve gone through so much, I could never leave them. There have been some managers and record executives that have tried to persuade me in leaving the band. Lots of them, but I could never do that. Maybe, I would work on my own album one day, but I won’t leave the band. I think we’ll still be Hanson till we’re old and start losing our hair.

          But can you tell me who will still care?

          He, he, he, sorry. I couldn’t resist.


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