Baby Daddy

This Is the Part Where I Namedrop...

    I say something like,

    "So anyway, I was hanging out with Dave Grohl the other day and it turns out he digs the Snack Trap, too!"

    Or "Yeah, Dave Grohl says I should get a water table, but I'm not sure Josie will dig it."

    Or, "Oh, that's my phone. It's probably Dave Grohl calling. Again."

    The point here is to emphasize that me and Dave Grohl -- of Foo Fighters and Nirvana fame -- are practically BFFs, if you expand your definition of BFFs to include a guy who was allowed to hang out in your house for an hour for magazine article. Which I do.

    See, I wrote this story about the Foo Fighters for SPIN and Dave was kind enough to introduce me to his lovely wife Jordyn and his insanely-cute daughter Violet, which is pretty much all I wanted to do, because asking him about all the standard rock and roll bullshiz is so done to death already and because I was missing my own ladies and because it's much more interesting to me, in the end, to see how the guy behaves as a dad, than how he behaves as a rock star.

     So, for those of you wondering, here's the deal: based on an entire hour spent observing him, Dave Grohl is a great dad. I mean by this that he meets all of my criteria for effective Babydaddying:

    1. He openly behaves like an idiot to amuse his daughter

    2. He kisses her a great deal

    3. Despite being a rock star (and everything) he keeps his home extremely chill

    In fact, Dave Grohl has managed to do something that I'm still struggling with. No, I'm not talking about making millions of dollars and touring the world and buying a house with a tennis court. I'm talking about engineering his life such that he's able to separate his work from his parenting. I wrote about this dilemma a few months ago, and basically admitted that I suck when it comes to drawing this line. And I'm sure it's more complicated for Dave Grohl than it looks to some reporter. And it certainly helps to have all that money.

    But it seems to me like he really has figured it out. He's got a studio/office a few miles from his house, where he takes care of everything his Rock Star Life requires (recording, rehearsals, video shoots, band meetings, interviews, etc.). And when he comes home, his central duty is to just chill with Jordyn and Violet. He's also made some other good decisions. He's got family right near by (three grandparents within shouting distance) and a large group of friends that came with Jordyn.

    Now I know what you're thinking: yeah, sure, he's a great dad when the reporter from SPIN is around. But I've been around enough couples with young kids at this point to know you can't fake those dynamics for more than, say, four minutes. It was quite clear that Grohl spent a lot of time with his daugther, and loved her without restraint or embarrasment. He wasn't just putting on a show. And the thing that really blew me away is that he and Jordyn hadn't even hired any babysitting help. They were making due with grandparents and friends. (In fact, they were both kind of freaked out about hiring a nanny for when the Foo Fighters go on tour.)

    Anyway, I didn't want to go all FameCrawler on you guys, but it was kind of cool to sit around with Dave Grohl and his wife and kid and just shoot the shit about snack traps and clothe diapers. And it did make me realize that I've to work harder to create those two separate spheres, so when I go off to work I'm focused, and when I come "home" I'm totally present as a babydaddy.

    You may now tell me about any and all celeb BFFs you have...


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Published Nov 06 2007, 01:12 PM by Almondjoy
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Comments

 

EdgyMama said:

I love it when famous people actually are normal, like, parents and spouses and BFFs. So cool that you got to hang with Grohl!

I lived and worked in Aspen, Co., many moons ago for a charter school. While there I rubbed up against a number of celebrities with kidlings. But I'm afraid if I told those stories, I'd get sued. For the most part, the celebs I met were not models of healthy parenting. But, damn, the view from my office was astounding. Often as I sit in my tiny corner of our living room looking at the neighbor's house slowly falling down, one lead paint-infused chip at a time, I remember those views of the Rocky Mountains. Sorry, I'm a freelancer--I digress for a living.

November 6, 2007 2:29 PM
 

BlitheringIdiot said:

So this one time?  Steve Almond came to my town?  To do a reading?

And I was like totally excited and fangirly because I've been reading his stuff for years, like almost to the point of stalkerdom, and the reading was okay, ya know, but the REAL prize was when I went to get my book signed.  And despite all his swagger and what I'd thought was a little intellectual superiority, he was like the NICEST GUY IN THE WORLD.

I mean, it's like in US Magazine?  Where they have that little segment like "Stars: They're Just Like US!"  And there's pictures of Ben Affleck buying gas, and Tobey Maguire paying the gas bill?

And Steve Almond was JUST LIKE ME.

Except nicer.  And friendlier.  And better at being kind and gentle when the person he's talking to turns out to be a blithering idiot (since it's technically his fault that said person has becoming a blithering idiot).  And more capable of saying things, during and after the reading that made me scramble for my ubiquitous pen and pad to write them down, because this was Shit Worth Thinking About.

Which is all true, btw, and all to say that hanging with Dave Grohl to you is like hanging with Steve Almond to me.

November 6, 2007 3:25 PM
 

The A.D.D. Knitter said:

Since you asked: my celebrity bff is a bald singer from Athens, GA. For realz!

November 6, 2007 6:48 PM
 

Allie said:

My celeb BFF would be, um, errrr...you?

November 7, 2007 6:06 AM
 

Linda Sands said:

I heard his interview on NPR with Terri Gross and he sounded just like you said-- a very real, very nice guy-- someone you'd want to be friends with even if he wasn't a celebrity- or, in spite of that fact.

November 7, 2007 9:04 AM
 

Whit Honea said:

Hey, and you namedropped FameCrawler too.  Nice.

I loves me some Foo.  Next time you and Dave get together call me!

November 7, 2007 1:20 PM
 

EdgyMama said:

Ummmm, ADD Knitter, would your BFF be Michael Stipe, by chance?

November 7, 2007 1:58 PM
 

sfwork said:

I heard Grohl on NPR too and loved him even more for being so... regular. (Why is that a good trait, by the way?)

As for you, Steve Almond, that was some hilarious writing. Your "ladies" as you put it are surely proud of papa

November 7, 2007 3:50 PM
 

tiffer said:

I'm totally jealous.

November 7, 2007 8:46 PM
 

Bags said:

I want the celebrity BFF you have!  Grohl is my favorite because he is funny, real, fun and has a great energy about him.  You are one lucky baby daddy!!!!

November 8, 2007 9:37 AM
 

Melle said:

For full disclosure sake, most my great celeb encounters and experiences exist in my pre-parenting history (or just in my fantasies)(same thing actually), like when I hung out at Lenny Kravitz's Baldwin Hills home, or used to ride around New York City with KRS-One, or had Jonathan Silverman of the TV show Single Guy fame over to my Beverly Hills home.  Right now, my main celeb brushes-with-greatness is with my own kids who are not only precious superstars in my own mind, but are actually little working actors.  Maybe not so famous to you just yet, but I am breathless and starstruck by them every single day (okay, maybe breathless from yelling at them to clean their room for the ten thousandth time, but breathless none-the-less). Oh, and I just so happen to share this groupie mentally about my kids with their Godmother, who treats them more like stars then she does her own just-so-happen-to-be famous parents (Diana Ross and Barry Gordy). Oh yeah, and ditto on what BlitheringIdiot and Allie said, I really love that I know Steve Almond.

November 8, 2007 9:47 AM
 

GPAW said:

As I read your blog, I couldn't help imagining you saying all this as a reporter commentater on CBS' Sunday Morning or Sixty Minutes.  Greater things are going to come to you!

November 8, 2007 10:30 AM
 

labgirl said:

When I was in college and working at a large, megamart retailer that shall remain nameless, Paul Simon came in to have the battery in his watch changed and I thought I was going to faint.  I was so excited I couldn't say anything except "Thank you Senator".

Yeah, it was the former Illinois Senator, not the musician.  I know I'm a dork.  I own it.  I work it.

Lisa

November 8, 2007 1:22 PM
 

Liz said:

So, the other night I was standing on a street corner with some essay/short story/baby-blog writer after a live radio show, and Gordon from Sesame Street stopped next to us as his author-escort said something ass-kissie to the author I was with (whatever!). I was totally starstruck. What does one say to the gentle black man who practically raised them from inside a TV screen, and taught them to count, no less? "I love you, man!" I nearly shouted across the street.

November 13, 2007 11:29 AM

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