It Happened To Me: I Could've Slept With Dave Grohl

And I'm so glad I didn't. But I still have the best Dave Grohl story not enough people have heard, starting with Dave Grohl. And you get to read it here first.

Hello, all lovelies!

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Moving on… The story submissions I get here* at AnotherJanePrattThing sure do follow logic-defying trends. If you have been reading AJPT for a while, you may remember when I was getting all those death-related stories and had to put a call-out for some lighter stuff? There was also one point a couple of months ago when I was flooded with It Happened To Me submissions from people in open marriages (like this one that I did run and boy did it get a lot of engagement - and the single most sexually explicit comment on anything I’ve run in my long publishing life - I will tell you where to find that if you want). Another phase involved a slew of dog-related story proposals all within about a week of each other. That was adorable. And then so many eating disorder-related proposals came in all of a sudden, at the opposite time of the year as Eating Disorder Awareness Month too. Well, right now the tide seems to have turned to first-person encounters with celebrities. With a particular bent toward sex with famous musicians. It’s uncanny.

I can count at least four submissions I got recently with that premise (stories that a lot of people probably would have read. Including probably me). These were all different celebrities, by the way. I didn’t publish any of them for different reasons, even though some were gorgeously written (you know who you are, gorgeous writers) and some have gone on to be published elsewhere.

Mainly, you don’t want to tell a story where the subject doesn’t have the option of telling their side. Or where they don’t want the story exposed at all. Whether they are famous or not. Of course. And even in this story you are about to read as soon as I shut up, we edited out a lot about other women - and a couple of men - who were involved because it didn’t seem right to expose them even while Tara very much wanted to expose Dave - for her reasons which you will see.

I didn’t keep up with the past years’ gossip about Dave Grohl. I’m pretty sure I have met him multiple times over the decades, but I definitely don’t know him. I’ve always liked whatever I’ve known or seen. I also don’t love to perpetuate gossip. And you would think I would’ve learned my lesson about this general topic when a story about a really wonderful musician and sensitive person appeared in the comments section on my old website XOJane - a comment that turned out to be very untrue and very hurtful to the person it was about. I was able to delete it when I was alerted to it by his publicist. (Note to Mark Zuckerberg and every other tech titan hiding behind Section 230 to argue that you are not responsible for third-party content on your platforms: Yes you are and yes you can do much much better.) I still feel terrible about being part of that hurt.

I did also hear (along with I’m sure many of you because it got a fair amount of press attention) that Dave is currently in lots and lots and lots of therapy and I love and praise him for that and I hope his life and all the lives of all the people involved are better than they were. I’ve done things too. (Thus my memoir, coming in 2027 or so, which would run tens of thousands of pages - in shorthand - if I include all of the shit I’ve done.) Let’s all keep growing.

And if you think my growth should include unpublishing this article, let me know that too. I hope you will talk to me and Tara about her story - and about how you feel about it being aired and the importance of people/women telling their stories like this and how best they do that. And ask Tara all the questions you want, and me too. I want to hear it all.

I love and respect you all tremendously.

Jane

*Send me your stories that you want published to Jane@AnotherJanePrattThing.com, just like Tara and hundreds of others did before you!

By Tara Dublin

Dave Grohl knew my name before we ever met in 2001.

Yes, the Dave Grohl who’s been on a solo redemption press tour ahead of Foo Fighters releasing their new record on April 24th (two days before my birthday) because of the bombshell revelation that he had fathered a fourth daughter outside of his marriage in August 2024. That news, combined with the firing of drummer Josh Freese without any explanation, had tarnished Dave’s rep as the “Nicest Guy in Rock,” so he’s out there trying to smooth things over before Foo Fighters hit the road again.

At the same time, one of Dave’s most famous exes, Melissa Auf der Maur, has just released her memoir, and I’ve read a brief excerpt that was posted on Facebook. The few details about the beginning of their relationship rang familiar to me.

I had to fly back to my husband and son in the morning. Dave gave me the quickest of kisses goodbye on the mouth.

There was a brief time in the early 2000s when Dave and I were in touch, after he was married, but long before Violet was born. I had an AOL email for him and a cell phone number with a Virginia area code. We never spoke on the phone, and this was before texting. But some of the things that Melissa shared in that excerpt I read were…not original material, shall we say.

In a hotel elevator alone with me in Seattle, Dave said “This is really hard for me, but I have to say goodnight to you now.” He was getting married two weeks later.

I’ve kept secrets about Dave for 25 years while waiting for answers to questions I’ve never been able to ask him. I’m not a vindictive bitch, and there are things I’ll never tell, because I respect him and the relationship he has with his family. Even before I learned about his fourth daughter, I stayed quiet to my own detriment, often misunderstood and called things like “groupie” and “stalker,” when I was only seeking the truth. I don’t want him, I need my poor brain to finally rest after a quarter century of “What if’s” and “Why me’s.”

It’s been a rough few years for The Grohl, and if you have a forgiving nature, as I do, you might be able to cut him some slack. Dave lost Taylor Hawkins and his mother, Virginia, within four months of each other in 2022. That would fuck anyone up for a good while.

There's a story in my book that Dave once told me about Melissa Auf der Maur (without using her name) that isn’t at all flattering.

But if Dave Grohl really wants to reclaim his title as the Nicest Guy in Rock, he has to do something bigger than go to therapy or release a new album. He’s got another confession to make. There’s one last component to his redemption arc so he can really stick the landing.

And that component is…

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